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LE NOUVEAU BLOCKBUSTER YOUNG ADULT DE CHRISTINA LAUREN !
Delilah Blue n'a d'yeux que pour Gavin. Le regard ténébreux et la silhouette toujours parée de noir, le garçon a l'air de sortir tout droit de l'univers sombre et – il faut l'avouer – franchement tordu de ses dessins. Tout chez lui est bizarre, jusqu'à la vieille bâtisse dans laquelle il vit, qui donne une sorte de cachet inquiétant à leur petite ville.
Lorsque Gavin décide d'emmener Delilah chez lui, un privilège exceptionnel, elle découvre avec stupeur que les lieux semblent capables de communiquer. Cheminée, par exemple, allume sur demande son propre feu. Lit s'agrandit selon les exigences de Gavin, et Piano lui a appris à jouer lorsqu'il était petit...
Très vite, Delilah va comprendre que ce qui vit ici n'est pas humain...À quel prix gagnera-t-elle le droit d'aimer le propriétaire de ces lieux tourmentés ?
319 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 6, 2015

He was the same, but not. His shirt was black, jeans were black, and shaggy black hair fell into his eyes... When he looked up at Delilah as he passed, the same eyes she remembered from all those years ago -- dark and stormy and shadowed with black circles -- seemed to flicker to life for a moment.
Just long enough for her to lose her breath.
He looked like he knew every one of her secrets. Who would have guessed that after six years Gavin Timothy would still seem so perfectly dangerous?
Apparently, Delilah was still smitten.
He lives in that house, the one at the edge of town. Spooky and maybe haunted. Something worse than haunted. And Gavin is trapped by its secrets.
Delilah and Gavin can’t resist each other. But staying together will exact a price beyond their imagining.
"Don't follow me home," he said as gently as he could. "Please, Delilah, don't ever follow me home again."
"What do you want from me, Delilah?"
"I want to be the only girl you look at."
"You already are."
"How...?" she started and then stopped. "How is that even possible?"
With a smile, he explained. "It's all I've really known, you know, so it doesn't seem that impossible to me."


“Do you, House? Do you watch me all the time?"
"When your time is yours, use it to create something, Father John had always told them. A picture, some words, anything. Don't rot your brain with gossip."
"When I get you to say more than two words at a time, I feel like I've won something major."

“This park, House, the school –it doesn’t matter where we try to be alone together. House will ALWAYS be there. IT WILL ALWAYS SEE ME.”
~ GAVIN

“What do you want from me, Delilah?”
“I want to be the only girl you look at.”
“You already are.”




“Do you, House? Do you watch me all the time?”





I must admit, reading this book was an experiment - the one I didn't expect anything positive from. I am not a fan of contemporary books by Christina Lauren, but when authors of adult books write YA books, I am always a little bit curious as what will they bring from the other genre and what will they take from this genre. The House turned out to be a rather successful experiment and ultimately I am glad I read this book.
It is a horror/thriller YA - somewhere on the fringe between these two - with elements of romance (hard elements). Simply put - romance plays a significant role in the story. We have typical insta love and sweet talking and all the necessary attributes for the romance part. But though the romance was rather predictable in many ways, the execution of some parts surprisingly pleased me. Specifically love scenes between MCs were rather mature for YA but not utterly descriptive and that helped this book to stay in YA/upper YA frames without lacking interesting intimate details, which I really liked. “You have chest hair.”
It was his turn to look down at his shirt. He admitted, “Some.”
“And I have demi-boobs.”
Half of a smile flirted with his lips, and when he blinked down to her chest, Delilah thought the skin on her neck and cheeks might ignite. “Your boobs are fine,” he said after a lengthy inspection.She considered opening her eyes and seeing what he looked like when he said these things to her, but before she had a chance, she felt the brush of his lips across hers, fingers wrapping around her waist, and a small, sharp bite to her bottom lip. The pain made her gasp and then immediately want another taste.
“Tell me tomorrow if you liked that.”The kisses grew deeper, touches firmer and braver, and soon he was rocking above her and she was moving up from below—chasing the same thing he was—wanting more and more and needing to stretch this moment into days.
They are still teenagers with raging hormones, but the sex talk is not as naive as in most YA books. And when they finally had sex it was beautifully written and I appreciated the lack of descriptions of certain parts and members like we used in adult books.
Romance apart, the other element of the book I liked - the House. It's a MC too and has it's own personality. Yes, it's alive! I liked the idea of a living, constantly changing for the needs of his owner house. You want food - no problem, the food appears on the table. Need renovation - again, just imagine what color you want your walls. Money, food, clothes - everything appears when needed.“Does the house possess things? Is that how everything works?”
“I’m not sure what it does, really, but that’s probably as good a description as any. The utensils move. The stove turns on. I feel like it’s the shed making it all, but maybe it’s more than one thing in there. The house sort of feels like one. . . thing, with just a lot of moving parts.”
The main question: is the House possessed or is it magical? To have an answer you need to read the book. But I will tell that things are not all butterflies and sunshine, and the House is not all that nice. I mostly read this book at night and some things were creepy and scary, and as I am not a fan of horror books, I was kind of wrapped up in my blanket and started to look around suspiciously. You know, reading about a moving, living house in the middle of the night and staying inside the house (in my case, apartment) can give one ideas as what if my table moves by itself or my closet opens and ect. I wasn't very excited at the prospect as you can imagine...
To lighten the mood, the last quote that really made me smile my widest smile - crooked teeth and all (kidding, my teeth are perfectly straight):Delilah drew strength from every heroine she’d ever worshipped: Buffy standing with a fist curled around a stake. Michonne wielding her gleaming katana. Kirsty Cotton against Pinhead, Ginny versus Jason. Clarice Starling as she faced Hannibal Lecter, Alice Johnson versus Freddy Krueger—twice.
“He was Delilah’s form of kryptonite.”
“Kids used to say the house was haunted, but it never looked that way to Delilah. It was stunning, thriving, like something out of an old story, or an ancient black-and-white movie."
“She was like a firecracker standing too close to a match: all potential energy, still wrapped up so neatly. He wanted to watch her explode. Hell, he was the watch. He wanted to make her explode.”
“House had protected him through winter storms and lonely days. It had fed him and clothed him and been everything he’d always needed it to be. Until Delilah.”
”The thing is, I’m yours. I don’t belong to anyone but you. I’m scared that you’ll never be mine the same way.”

"I don't care if we're living in a box under the bridge somewhere. As long as I'm with you, I don't care about the rest."
"Delilah was his sun, and he'd smiled more because of her in the last few months than he had in his entire life."
"The thing is, I’m yours. I don’t belong to anyone but you. I’m scared that you’ll never be mine the same way."

