{"id":266032,"date":"2026-07-17T18:11:58","date_gmt":"2026-07-17T15:11:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/love-song-elle-kennedy\/"},"modified":"2026-07-17T18:11:58","modified_gmt":"2026-07-17T15:11:58","slug":"love-song-elle-kennedy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/love-song-elle-kennedy\/","title":{"rendered":"Love Song – Elle Kennedy"},"content":{"rendered":"
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We spend the rest of the night in our respective rooms. I shoot off some texts and watch a tutorial about classical guitar, because why not. Around midnight, when I\u2019m about to try to force sleep, I hear stomping in Blake\u2019s bedroom, followed by stomping in the hall as she stomps past my door and stomps down the stairs. Someone\u2019s trying to annoy me, it appears.<\/p>\n

I assume she\u2019s getting something from the kitchen, so I tense up when I hear the sharp beep of the alarm disengaging. That sounded like the back door. Where the hell is she going? I stay in bed for a moment, telling myself she\u2019s probably just going to sit on the dock and look at the stars again. But I hate the idea of her out there alone. Which is stupid, because she\u2019s an adult, and it\u2019s not like this lake is crawling with psycho killers, other than possibly the Spencers.<\/p>\n

Still, I climb out of bed, because I know I\u2019ll never be able to sleep now. I quietly go downstairs. The back doors are closed, but the alarm is off, and the doors are unlocked. I step onto the deck, but I don\u2019t see Blake down on the dock. All the loungers are empty. Worry pulls at my stomach, tugging harder when I suddenly catch a flicker of motion against the black sky.<\/p>\n

At first, my brain can\u2019t register what I\u2019m seeing, but as I near the railing, there\u2019s no mistaking her. She stands on the flat roof of the boathouse like a statue, arms at her sides, hair cascading down her back. With my heart in my throat, I watch as she approaches the edge. OceanofPDF.com You know what? I\u2019m fucking pissed now. And I\u2019m sick and tired of you constantly calling me a cheater like I\u2019m the worst person on the fucking planet.<\/p>\n

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A New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author, Elle Kennedy grew up in the suburbs of Toronto, Ontario, and holds a BA in English from York University. From an early age, she knew she wanted to be a writer and actively began pursuing that dream when she was a teenager. Elle is the author of more than fifty contemporary fiction and romance novels, published by a variety of major houses.<\/p>\n

Her work includes the Off- Campus series, the global phenomenon that has captivated millions of readers around the world. Website: ellekennedy.com Facebook: AuthorElleKennedy Instagram: @ElleKennedyAuthor TikTok: @ElleKennedyAuthor OceanofPDF.com Also by Elle Kennedy Prep Misfit Rogue Briar U The Chase The Risk The Play The Dare Off-Campus The Deal The Mistake The Score The Goal The Legacy Campus Diaries The Graham Effect The Dixon Rule The Charlie Method OceanofPDF.com OceanofPDF.com Copyright Published by Piatkus ISBN: 978-0-349-44455-0 All characters and events in this publication, other than those clearly in the public domain, are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.<\/p>\n

Copyright \u00a9 2026 by Elle Kennedy Inc. The moral right of the author has been asserted. Internal design by Cat at TRC Designs Internal images \u00a9 alexdndz\/Shutterstock, Kaleo\/Shutterstock, 1Arts\/Shutterstock, Sntpzh\/Depositphotos, collsebastian@hotmail.com\/Depositphotos, JavidH\/Depositphotos, thipftisland\/Depositphotos, stockgiu\/Depositphotos, vovan13\/Depositphotos Character art by Anna Anchishkina All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without the prior permission in writing of the publisher.<\/p>\n

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This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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