Series: Anna and the French Kiss #3
Also in this series: Anna and the French Kiss, Lola and the Boy Next Door
Genres: Contemporary, Young Adult
Love ignites in the City That Never Sleeps, but can it last? Hopeless romantic Isla has had a crush on introspective cartoonist Josh since their first year at the School of America in Paris. And after a chance encounter in Manhattan over the summer, romance might be closer than Isla imagined. But as they begin their senior year back in France, Isla and Josh are forced to confront the challenges every young couple must face, including family drama, uncertainty about their college futures, and the very real possibility of being apart.
Featuring cameos from fan-favorites Anna, Étienne, Lola, and Cricket, this sweet and sexy story of true love—set against the stunning backdrops of New York City, Paris, and Barcelona—is a swoonworthy conclusion to Stephanie Perkins’s beloved series.
Yup. It was worth the wait.
Thoughts on Isla and the Happily Ever After
For me, the shining part of Stephanie Perkins’s writing is that she’s able to tap into my memories of what it was like to be a teenager with a crush. And so there’s angst—and not a small amount of it—but as painful as it is to read sometimes, it’s real.
Or, it’s real the way you’d imagined it’d be, if it were you.
Oh, this book. Isla has loved Josh forever. And she’s never thought he’d be into her… until he is. Isla’s crush on (obsession with?) Josh never bothered me much because I’ve been there, being awkward around crushes.
But even so, part of me wondered when the other shoe would drop because, well, this is a book and it’s not conflict without a little angst and drama. And it’s the type of angst and drama I both dislike and completely understand. Also, the adult in me wondered who Isla was seeing: the Josh she’d romanticized or Josh-Josh. But… but…
‘Tis good. We got to see Anna and St. Clair (swoon), and Lola and Cricket. Also good. I’m happy with it. It was worth the wait for the happily ever after.
And yes, I totally went there.
PS. Anyone read the acknowledgments? Perkins’s paragraph to her husband was so freaking sweet.