Hate to Love You, an all-new standalone from New York Times Bestseller Tijan is available NOW!

Hate to Love You by Tijan
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publication Date: August 28th

Rule #1: No hot guys.

It might sound ridiculous. I get it. It kind of is, but college was supposed to be my sanctuary. It was my place to start over. The rumors, the whispers, and the jealousy I endured through high school would all be gone.

No one would know me at college.

Rule #2: No drama.

I’d major in pre-law. I’d make a few loyal friends. Everything would be easy breezy. No one was going to use me or hurt me. I wouldn’t let them.

Rule #3: New year. New place. New me.

Right?

Wrong.

And all because of Shay Coleman.

Football captain and quarterback, he was the big guy on campus. The cocky guy in my political science class with a smirk. I hated him on sight . . .

. . . and he was about to break all my rules.

4.5 stars
Review by Lisa Kane

Kennedy Clarke is a freshman at Dulane. She wants college to be different from high school. That was a bullying mess. Not to mention her heart got shattered. Kennedy is determined that no one knows her brother Gage goes to the same school. Girls in high school hated her when Gage would drop them or used her to get to Gage or her other heartthrob brother Blake. No way is this happening again

Over fourteen thousand students attended Dulane.

I rarely got hit on in high school, but people used me to get to both my brothers, Gage and Blake. Girls loved me and guys either respected me or hated me.

But that changed once Gage left high school and Kennedy became a target.

Kennedy’s new rules: no hot boys and no drama. Well, I guess rules are meant to be broken!

Shay Coleman is the guy all the girls want to be with and all the guys want to be. He’s the football’s starting quarterback; he’s gorgeous, smart and cocky. He’s also in one of Kennedy’s classes and is determined to mess with her. He says her brother told him to watch over his little sister but it’s clear he has another agenda. He and his teammate Linde are the ones everyone wants to know, but Kennedy just wants to be left alone. It’s bad enough most of the girls in her dorm are snobs who thinks she’s a loner and a freak. There may be some truth to that.

And I wasn’t a pushover, either. “No, thank you. I’ll see you later. Have fun tonight.”

I shut the door.

I knew I was coming off like a bitch, but I ignored my roommate’s still gaping mouth. She didn’t understand. No one used me anymore.

I love a college romance. I love when the guy is the popular one and the girl is nerdy and a geek and completely captivates the guy. Shay Coleman could have anyone on that campus but he wants Kennedy. They have a hate relationship-she tells him she hates him-it makes no difference to him.

Okay. I’ll have my phone on all night. Call if you need anything.”

That felt nice, but I frowned.

“I still hate you.”

He laughed. “I know. I hate you too.”

We hated each other again.

Everything was right again.

Hate to Love You checks off every box I have-hot, sexy, funny, and has a great plot to boot! Shay could not be better book boyfriend material. Kennedy is complicated. She has huge trust issues; she doesn’t back down from a challenge and her mouth tends to get her in trouble.

They both have painful pasts and each time something is revealed it hurts.

“I feel blindsided, and I’m playing catch-up. These hurdles are coming at me, and I can’t see them until I’m already knocked out by them. That’s what it’s like dating you.

He drew in his own breath now. “That isn’t fair. That was a low blow.”

I have to admit there is a Fallen Crest feel to the story. For me that’s a big win!

“You can let me in.”

“You’re in. You’re so far in that I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you.”

Excerpt:

I was almost grinning from delight as I shoved open the back door. If I hit him, hey, all was fair in the war we were fighting of who could piss each other off the best.

It didn’t.

He was leaning against the wall, the back of his head resting on the brick, and he looked over to smirk at me. “I want to see your room.”

I thrust my hand out. “I’ll take those notes.”

That smirk just widened. He patted his bag and pushed off from the wall. “They’re in my email. I need to get on a computer.” He patted my arm and moved past me, heading inside. “I can use yours.”

“Hey!” I followed him in.

He was looking up the stairs. “Sabrina said you were on the fourth floor. You saw my place. I want to see yours. It’s only fair.”

He wasn’t waiting for my go-ahead. He was already up and rounding second floor to third. He’d be at my floor before I could get there. “Stop! I am not okay with this.”

He was at the third-floor door. He glanced down with that same goddamn smirk. “Better tell me which room or I’m going to hang out in the hallway.”

“Why are you always smirking? Is it permanently attached to your face?”

“What room, Clarke?” He was at my hallway door.

Fucking hell. I gritted my teeth. “Wait. Just wait. My door automatically locks.”

He’d opened the door but let it shut. Waiting as I covered the last set of stairs, I refused to let him see me panting. I stood there, purposely holding my breath until he narrowed his eyes and cocked his head to the side. “Breathe, Clarke. You’re going to pass out.”

I almost burped out the small pocket of air I’d been holding. “I hate you so much.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He waved that off. “We get it. Eternal damnation in hell, the whole shebang. Whatever.” He nodded to the door. “Stop stalling. I want to see your room.”

I was picturing pitchforks and fire. Maybe that was the burning smell he mentioned. It was hell, and all the fire in there. I yanked the door, glaring as I did. “Was this Sabrina’s idea?”

“Nope. All mine.” He was right behind me. I could feel his breathing. “She refused to tell me your room number, said I had to call.”

My eyes widened at the thought of him coming up by himself, strolling down the hallway, and then knocking on my door. Good Lordy gracious. Too many would’ve seen him at my door. I would’ve been the talk of the dorm.

I shuddered, unlocked, and entered my room.
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About Tijan:

Tijan is a New York Times Bestselling author that writes suspenseful and unpredictable novels. Her characters are strong, intense, and gut-wrenchingly real with a little bit of sass on the side. Tijan began writing later in life and once she started, she was hooked. She’s written multi-bestsellers including the Carter Reed Series, the Fallen Crest Series, and the Broken and Screwed Series among others. She is currently writing a new YA series along with so many more from north Minnesota where she lives with a man she couldn’t be without and an English Cocker she adores.

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