{"id":432,"date":"2018-09-05T16:50:31","date_gmt":"2018-09-05T19:50:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.twobooksinashelf.com\/?p=432"},"modified":"2018-09-05T16:50:31","modified_gmt":"2018-09-05T19:50:31","slug":"revelacao-de-capa-dating-the-enemy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.twobooksinashelf.com\/index.php\/revelacao-de-capa-dating-the-enemy\/","title":{"rendered":"Revela\u00e7\u00e3o de Capa &#8211; Dating the Enemy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-437\" src=\"http:\/\/www.twobooksinashelf.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/site_cover-reveal_dating-the-enemy.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1200\" height=\"630\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.twobooksinashelf.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/site_cover-reveal_dating-the-enemy.jpg 1200w, https:\/\/www.twobooksinashelf.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/site_cover-reveal_dating-the-enemy-300x158.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.twobooksinashelf.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/site_cover-reveal_dating-the-enemy-768x403.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.twobooksinashelf.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/site_cover-reveal_dating-the-enemy-1024x538.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1200px) 100vw, 1200px\" \/><\/p>\n<div id=\"docs-internal-guid-0dcb8b17-7fff-ecf8-0915-4c1c9b9dd1fe\" dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\">\n<table style=\"border-collapse: collapse; width: 100%;\" border=\"1\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"width: 50%;\">\n<h3>Revela\u00e7\u00e3o de Capa da autora Nicole Williams!<\/h3>\n<\/td>\n<td style=\"width: 50%;\">\n<h3>Cover Reveal from Nicole Williams!<\/h3>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\">\n<table style=\"border-collapse: collapse; width: 100%;\" border=\"1\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"width: 50%;\">\n<h2>Sinopse<\/h2>\n<\/td>\n<td style=\"width: 50%;\">\n<h2>Synopsis<\/h2>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"width: 50%;\">Senhorita Romance, Hannah Arden, escreve uma das colunas de conselhos de relacionamentos mais lidas da na\u00e7\u00e3o. Senhor Realidade, Brooks North, escreve a coluna de relacionamentos mais lida da na\u00e7\u00e3o. Senhorita Romance acredita em amor verdadeiro e almas g\u00eameas. Senhor Realidade acredita que amor \u00e9 um termo que a humanidade atribuiu ao instinto primal de procriar. Ela acredita em destino &#8211; ele em chances. Ela sabe que existe uma pessoa certa para todo mundo &#8211; ele sabe que existem v\u00e1rias. Os dois escritores n\u00e3o podiam ser mais polarizados em relacionamentos. Eles s\u00e3o rivais profissionais e antagonistas filos\u00f3ficos.<\/p>\n<p>Por oito anos, suas batalhas foram lutadas com palavras e tinta. Isso muda quando eles se candidatam para a mesma posi\u00e7\u00e3o no World Times e se encontram cara a cara pela primeira vez. Brooks n\u00e3o \u00e9 o cara velho e amargo que Hannah imaginava. E Hannah n\u00e3o \u00e9 exatamente a mulher de meia idade, com pelos de gatos em suas roupas que Brooks imaginava tamb\u00e9m.<\/p>\n<p>Ao inv\u00e9s de competir pela posi\u00e7\u00e3o de modo tradicional, eles s\u00e3o apresentados com a oportunidade de serem os protagonistas em um experimento social diferente de tudo. Pode uma pessoa ser trapaceada em se apaixonar? Pode um relacionamento ser criado dentro de certas circunst\u00e2ncias? Hannah sabe a resposta. Brooks tamb\u00e9m.<\/p>\n<p>Concordando com os termos, os dois come\u00e7am um experimento de tr\u00eas meses, ao vivo para o mundo assistir. Tudo que Hannah deve fazer \u00e9 n\u00e3o se apaixonar pelo brutamontes narcisista. Tudo que Brooks deve fazer \u00e9 para se que sonhadora se apaixone por ele.\u00a0 Os dois s\u00e3o t\u00e3o confiantes em suas filosofias, que ele esperam que o desafio seja f\u00e1cil.<\/p>\n<p>Com o mundo assistindo, Brooks e Hannah ser\u00e3o for\u00e7ados a confrontar suas cren\u00e7as e concluir, de uma ver por todas, quem est\u00e1 certo. A resposta \u00e9 uma que eles n\u00e3o estavam esperando.<\/td>\n<td style=\"width: 50%;\">Ms. Romance, Hannah Arden, writes one of the top read relationship advice columns in the nation. Mr. Reality, Brooks North, writes the top read relationship advice column.Ms. Romance believes in true love and soul mates. Mr. Reality believes love is a term humanity has assigned to the primal instinct to procreate. She believes in fate\u2014he in chance. She knows there\u2019s one right person for everyone\u2014he knows there are multiple ones. The two writers couldn\u2019t be more polarized on relationships. They\u2019re professional rivals, and philosophical antagonists.<\/p>\n<p>For eight years, their battles have been fought with words and ink. That changes when they apply for the same position at the World Times and find themselves face-to-face for the first time. Brooks isn\u2019t the sour-faced, antiquity of a man Hannah pictured. And Hannah isn\u2019t exactly the middle-aged shrew with cat hair on her housedress that Brooks imagined either.<\/p>\n<p>In lieu of competing for the promotion traditional ways, the two writers are presented with playing the leading roles in a social experiment unlike any before. Can a person be tricked into falling in love? Can a relationship be crafted under the right string of circumstances? Hannah knows the answer. So does Brooks.<\/p>\n<p>Agreeing to the terms, the two set out on a three-month dating experiment, live-streamed for the world to watch. All Hannah has to do to win is not fall in love with the narcissistic brute. All Brooks has to do is get the starry-eyed dreamer to fall in love with him. Both are so confident in their philosophies, they expect the challenge to be easy.<\/p>\n<p>With the world watching, Brooks and Hannah will be forced to confront their beliefs and conclude, once and for all, who\u2019s right. The answer is one neither of them saw coming.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><a style=\"text-decoration: none;\" href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2Cb4zUq\"><span style=\"-webkit-text-decoration-skip: none; background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"-webkit-transform: rotate(0.00rad); border: none; transform: rotate(0.00rad);\" src=\"https:\/\/lh3.googleusercontent.com\/ZXkfxd-b8pLLN7Eo5TTfTZaGye9hB4LaRyHz6T6WSDJeL-YD2jJa2-NT3RDWkPp1r3tafsHwqvuotRdbw8s2Hyjw5KfauYOZpxNWF43H4hijvXl3LsY4uSiOzXMro8PzfVFZcktm\" width=\"145\" height=\"145\" \/><\/span><\/a><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h3>Excerpt<\/h3>\n<p>\u201cSo?\u201d His head lowered toward mine. \u201cHave you fallen in love with me yet?\u201d<br \/>\nA single-noted laugh escaped from me. \u201cNo. Sorry to burst your bubble.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cYou know it\u2019s only a matter of time.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cBefore our three months are up and, lo and behold, I haven\u2019t fallen madly in love with you?\u201d I said. \u201cYeah, I know that.\u201d<br \/>\nHe held out my glass of cider, scooting closer. \u201cAm I really that offensive?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cTaken as a whole, no, you\u2019re not. But taking this whole set-up into account, along with your beliefs that love is for weak-minded ninnies, then yes. You really are so offensive.\u201d<br \/>\nA half smile emerged. \u201cWhat do your readers think about this whole thing?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cMy readers definitely don\u2019t want me falling for you,\u201d I answered.<br \/>\n\u201cBut your readers love romance, and some handsome, roguish fellow taking your hand in a park while you\u2019re dressed in a white dress is the definition of romance.\u201d Right then, Brooks\u2019s hand covered mine where it was resting on the blanket.<br \/>\nInstead of stiffening or whipping away, I found myself relaxing under his touch. The camera\u2019s presence screamed at me from the corner of my eye.<br \/>\n\u201cMy readers believe in finding the one.\u201d My hand slipped from beneath his. \u201cNot the one who takes your hand and pretends to like you so he gets the promotion.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cWho says I couldn\u2019t be your one?\u201d<br \/>\nI laughed. \u201cEven I don\u2019t need to run the numbers to know that has about a one-in-an-impossible chance of happening.\u201d<br \/>\nBrooks slid his glasses onto his head, his eyes unapologetic in their stare. \u201cYou and me? You couldn\u2019t see it?\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cNot even a little.\u201d I had to look away. \u201cWhen it\u2019s right, you know it. You feel it.\u201d<br \/>\nBrooks\u2019s head shook before he took a drink of his cider. \u201cI admit, it\u2019s a nice idea. But don\u2019t you feel it inside? The realization that it\u2019s just not true?\u201d He stared out at the park and the people in it.<br \/>\nI gazed with him, trying to ignore that pit opening up in my stomach. \u201cI\u2019d rather spend my life chasing a dream than swallowing a cruel reality.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cYou\u2019d rather spend your life lying to yourself than being honest?\u201d Brooks asked.<br \/>\n\u201cI don\u2019t think any of what I believe is a lie. Soul mates, unconditional love, happy endings\u2014it\u2019s all real.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cFairy tales,\u201d he muttered under his breath. \u201cSo explain why a marriage dissolves after twenty years because of fifteen minutes of indiscretion.\u201d<br \/>\nReaching for my glass, I answered, \u201cIt wouldn\u2019t have if he kept it in his pants.\u201d<br \/>\nHe blew out a sharp breath. \u201cNo, that\u2019s like saying twenty years, our kids, our house, our finances, everything is worth less than that fifteen minutes of fucking.\u201d His arms threw out, his tone rather impassioned. \u201cThat\u2019s not unconditional love. That\u2019s the very conditional kind.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cYou\u2019re right. It is the conditional kind. On the part of the one who engaged in the fifteen minutes of extra marital . . .\u201d I just caught the cameraman\u2019s hands flailing before I said, \u201cScrewing. That was one-sided unconditional love, and that never works in a relationship.\u201d<br \/>\nOne of his brows rose. \u201cThat\u2019s a convenient explanation. But I\u2019ll stick to my beliefs that all of that unconditional love junk is worth its weight in bullshit.\u201d<br \/>\nI shot the cameraman an apologetic look\u2014so much for keeping this date in the PG realm. \u201cThen how do you explain the couples it has worked for? The ones who live a long, happy, committed relationship together.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cI call it a case of two determined people willing to overlook each other\u2019s weaknesses and not be hell-bent on changing or fixing the other, who\u2019ve figured out a way to laugh at themselves, forgive easily\u2014not to mention often\u2014perfect the fine balance of selflessness and selfish, and on top of that, won the relationship lottery.\u201d Brooks clinked his glass against mine before finishing what was left of his cider. \u201cThat\u2019s how I explain that.\u201d<br \/>\nI blinked at him. \u201cWow. Don\u2019t hold back or anything.\u201d<br \/>\n\u201cThat\u2019s just half of it.\u201d<\/p>\n<h3>About the Author<\/h3>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\">\n<p>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Nicole Williams is the New York Times and USATODAY bestselling author of\u00a0 contemporary and young adult romance, including the Crash and Lost &amp; Found series. Her books have been published by HarperTeen and Simon &amp; Schuster in both domestic and foreign markets, while she continues to self-publish additional titles. She is working on a new YA series with Crown Books (a division of Random House) as well. She loves romance, from the sweet to the steamy, and writes stories about characters in search of their happily even after. She grew up surrounded by books and plans on writing until the day she dies, even if it\u2019s just for her own personal enjoyment. She still buys paperbacks because she\u2019s all nostalgic like that, but her kindle never goes neglected for too long. When not writing, she spends her time with her husband and daughter, and whatever time\u2019s left over she\u2019s forced to fit too many hobbies into too little time.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Nicole is represented by Jane Dystel, of Dystel and Goderich Literary Agency.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><a style=\"text-decoration: none;\" href=\"http:\/\/nicoleawilliams.blogspot.ca\/\"><span style=\"-webkit-text-decoration-skip: none; background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.999999999999998pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;\">Website<\/span><\/a><span style=\"background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;\"> \u00a0<\/span><a style=\"text-decoration: none;\" href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/Nicole-Williams-215156715173890\/\"><span style=\"-webkit-text-decoration-skip: none; background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.999999999999998pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;\">\u00a0Facebook<\/span><\/a><a style=\"text-decoration: none;\" href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/nwilliamsbooks?lang=en\"> <span style=\"background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.999999999999998pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;\">\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"-webkit-text-decoration-skip: none; background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.999999999999998pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;\">Twitter<\/span><\/a><span style=\"background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;\"> \u00a0<\/span><span style=\"-webkit-text-decoration-skip: none; background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.999999999999998pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;\">Blog<\/span> <a style=\"text-decoration: none;\" href=\"http:\/\/instagram.com\/author_nicole_williams\"><span style=\"background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.999999999999998pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;\">\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"-webkit-text-decoration-skip: none; background-color: transparent; color: #0563c1; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.999999999999998pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;\">Instagram<\/span><\/a><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><span style=\"background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"-webkit-transform: rotate(0.00rad); border: none; transform: rotate(0.00rad);\" src=\"https:\/\/lh4.googleusercontent.com\/fjaSK5TSPq24vp_dS0h4Q3nKhT5mH8asuwdFF01lyLPkAjted3QT0t_Z4xbWSeDIeoSsdEI6VujJ5RZ61pQJNcm0yarUXYazOL4mD6sIMikI_ENW_Rt9vsrtCyE83vMKmId_h6Tz\" alt=\"ArdentProse_LogoMain.jpg\" width=\"624\" height=\"119\" \/><\/span><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Revela\u00e7\u00e3o de Capa da autora Nicole Williams! 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