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Anna and the French Kiss Tapa blanda – Deckle Edge, 4 Agosto 2011
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Anna can’t wait for her senior year in Atlanta, where she has a great job, a loyal best friend, and a crush on the verge of becoming more. So she’s less than thrilled when her father unexpectedly ships her off to boarding school in Paris—until she meets Étienne St. Clair, the perfect boy. The only problem? He's taken, and Anna might be, too, if anything comes of her crush back home. Will a year of romantic near-misses end in the French kiss Anna awaits?
- Número de páginas400 páginas
- IdiomaInglés
- Curso7 - 12
- Medida LexileHL580L
- Dimensiones5.5 x 1.02 x 8.25 pulgadas
- EditorialSpeak
- Fecha de publicación4 Agosto 2011
- ISBN-100142419400
- ISBN-13978-0142419403
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chapter one
Here is everything I know about France: Madeline and Amélie and Moulin Rouge. The Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triomphe, although I have no idea what the function of either actually is. Napoleon, Marie Antoinette, and a lot of kings named Louis. I’m not sure what they did either, but I think it has something to do with the French Revolution, which has something to do with Bastille Day. The art museum is called the Louvre and it’s shaped like a pyramid and the Mona Lisa lives there along with that statue of the woman missing her arms. And there are cafés or bistros or whatever they call them on every street corner. And mimes. The food is supposed to be good, and the people drink a lot of wine and smoke a lot of cigarettes.
I’ve heard they don’t like Americans, and they don’t like white sneakers.
A few months ago, my father enrolled me in boarding school. His air quotes practically crackled over the phone line as he declared living abroad to be a “good learning experience” and a “keepsake I’d treasure forever.” Yeah. Keepsake. And I would’ve pointed out his misuse of the word had I not already been freaking out.
Since his announcement, I’ve tried yelling, begging, pleading, and crying, but nothing has convinced him otherwise. And now I have a new student visa and a passport, each declaring me: Anna Oliphant, citizen of the United States of America. And now I’m here with my parents—unpacking my belongings in a room smaller than my suitcase—the newest senior at the School of America in Paris.
It’s not that I’m ungrateful. I mean, it’s Paris. The City of Light! The most romantic city in the world! I’m not immune to that. It’s just this whole international boarding school thing is a lot more about my father than it is about me. Ever since he sold out and started writing lame books that were turned into even lamer movies, he’s been trying to impress his big-shot New York friends with how cultured and rich he is.
My father isn’t cultured. But he is rich.
It wasn’t always like this.When my parents were still married, we were strictly lower middle class. It was around the time of the divorce that all traces of decency vanished, and his dream of being the next great Southern writer was replaced by his desire to be the next published writer. So he started writing these novels set in Small Town Georgia about folks with Good American Values who Fall in Love and then contract Life-Threatening Diseases and Die.
I’m serious.
And it totally depresses me, but the ladies eat it up.They love my father’s books and they love his cable-knit sweaters and they love his bleachy smile and orangey tan. And they have turned him into a bestseller and a total dick.
Two of his books have been made into movies and three more are in production, which is where his real money comes from. Hollywood. And, somehow, this extra cash and pseudo-prestige have warped his brain into thinking that I should live in France. For a year. Alone. I don’t understand why he couldn’t send me to Australia or Ireland or anywhere else where English is the native language. The only French word I know is oui, which means “yes,” and only recently did I learn it’s spelled o-u-i and not w-e-e.
At least the people in my new school speak English. It was founded for pretentious Americans who don’t like the company of their own children. I mean, really. Who sends their kid to boarding school? It’s so Hogwarts. Only mine doesn’t have cute boy wizards or magic candy or flying lessons.
Instead, I’m stuck with ninety-nine other students. There are twenty-five people in my entire senior class, as opposed to the six hundred I had back in Atlanta. And I’m studying the same things I studied at Clairemont High except now I’m registered in beginning French.
Oh, yeah. Beginning French. No doubt with the freshmen. I totally rock.
Mom says I need to lose the bitter factor, pronto, but she’s not the one leaving behind her fabulous best friend, Bridgette. Or her fabulous job at the Royal Midtown 14 multiplex. Or Toph, the fabulous boy at the Royal Midtown 14 multiplex.
And I still can’t believe she’s separating me from my brother, Sean, who is only seven and way too young to be left home alone after school. Without me, he’ll probably be kidnapped by that creepy guy down the road who has dirty Coca-Cola towels hanging in his windows. Or Seany will accidentally eat something containing Red Dye #40 and his throat will swell up and no one will be there to drive him to the hospital. He might even die. And I bet they wouldn’t let me fly home for his funeral and I’d have to visit the cemetery alone next year and Dad will have picked out some god-awful granite cherub to go over his grave.
And I hope Dad doesn’t expect me to fill out college applications to Russia or Romania now. My dream is to study film theory in California. I want to be our nation’s greatest female film critic. Someday I’ll be invited to every festival, and I’ll have a major newspaper column and a cool television show and a ridiculously popular website. So far I only have the website, and it’s not so popular.Yet.
I just need a little more time to work on it, that’s all.
“Anna, it’s time.”
“What?” I glance up from folding my shirts into perfect squares.
Mom stares at me and twiddles the turtle charm on her necklace. My father, bedecked in a peach polo shirt and white boating shoes, is gazing out my dormitory window. It’s late, but across the street a woman belts out something operatic.
My parents need to return to their hotel rooms. They both have early morning flights.
“Oh.” I grip the shirt in my hands a little tighter.
Dad steps away from the window, and I’m alarmed to discover his eyes are wet. Something about the idea of my father—even if it is my father—on the brink of tears raises a lump in my throat.
“Well, kiddo. Guess you’re all grown up now.”
My body is frozen. He pulls my stiff limbs into a bear hug. His grip is frightening. “Take care of yourself. Study hard and make some friends. And watch out for pickpockets,” he adds. “Sometimes they work in pairs.”
I nod into his shoulder, and he releases me. And then he’s gone.
My mother lingers behind. “You’ll have a wonderful year here,” she says. “I just know it.” I bite my lip to keep it from quivering, and she sweeps me into her arms. I try to breathe. Inhale. Count to three. Exhale. Her skin smells like grapefruit body lotion. “I’ll call you the moment I get home,” she says.
Home. Atlanta isn’t my home anymore.
“I love you, Anna.”
I’m crying now. “I love you, too. Take care of Seany for me.”
“Of course.”
“And Captain Jack,” I say. “Make sure Sean feeds him and changes his bedding and fills his water bottle. And make sure he doesn’t give him too many treats because they make him fat and then he can’t get out of his igloo. But make sure he gives him at least a few every day, because he still needs the vitamin C and he won’t drink the water when I use those vitamin drops—”
She pulls back and tucks my bleached stripe behind my ear. “I love you,” she says again.
And then my mother does something that, even after all of the paperwork and plane tickets and presentations, I don’t see coming. Something that would’ve happened in a year anyway, once I left for college, but that no matter how many days or months or years I’ve yearned for it, I am still not prepared for when it actually happens.
My mother leaves. I am alone.
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- Editorial : Speak (4 Agosto 2011)
- Idioma : Inglés
- Tapa blanda : 400 páginas
- ISBN-10 : 0142419400
- ISBN-13 : 978-0142419403
- Edad de lectura : De 9 a 13 años, según los clientes
- Medida Lexile : HL580L
- Curso : 7 - 12
- Dimensiones : 5.5 x 1.02 x 8.25 pulgadas
- Clasificación en los más vendidos de Amazon: nº122,460 en Libros (Ver el Top 100 en Libros)
- nº61 en Nuevas Experiencias Adolescentes
- nº494 en Asuntos Sociales para Jóvenes
- nº758 en Romance Contemporáneo para Jóvenes
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Stephanie Perkins is a New York Times and internationally bestselling author. She has always worked with books--first as a bookseller, then as a librarian, and now as a novelist. She and her husband live in the mountains of North Carolina. Every room of their house is painted a different color of the rainbow.
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First up on the favorite re-read list was Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins. I fell in love with this book when I read it last year. I fell even more deeply in love with it the second time around. I mean, what's not to love about this book? Beautiful English-French-American boy with an amazing English accent, sweet and likable heroine, PARIS. Big fuzzy hearts.
"I mean, really. Who sends their kid to boarding school? It's so Hogwarts. Only mine doesn't have cute boy wizards or magic candy or flying lessons."
Anna is your average teenage girl. She was witty and cute, smart and sassy. She feels completely out of her element at an American school in Paris. She misses her best friend, Bridgette, and her crush, Toth. She's annoyed with her parents for sending her away and concerned about her little brother. Once she starts to settle in at school, she misses home less and less. As she begins to drift from her friends from home, she forges some great friendships with Etienne, Mer, Josh, and Rashmi. After a few weeks, Paris was beginning to feel more and more like home. A disastrous trip home over the holidays solidified this.
"I'm a little distracted by this English French American Boy Masterpiece."
Oh, Etienne St. Clair. I love him so. He was beautiful, charming, sweet, and thoughtful. He was a friend to everyone, but only close to a select few. He also had a girlfriend who was not Anna. Etienne doesn't have an easy home life, either. His father is a jerk and his mother is sick. It really takes a toll on him in the book. So much was changing that he was trying to hold on to the constant in his life, his girlfriend Ellie, thought it was rather obvious he was having very strong feelings for Anna. They had a ton of chemistry and it was a joy to read.
"Most people in Atlanta don't have an accent. It's pretty urban. A lot of people speak gangsta, though," I add jokingly.
"Fo' shiz," he replies in his polite English accent.
I spurt orangey-red soup across the table. St. Clair gives a surprised ha-HA kind of laugh, and I'm laughing too, the painful kind like abdominal crunches. He hands me a napkin to wipe my chin. "Fo'. Shiz." He repeats it solemnly.
Cough cough. "Please don't ever stop saying that. It's too-" I gasp. "Much."
"You oughtn't to have said that. Now I shall have to save it for special occasions."
"My birthday is in February." Cough choke wheeze. "Please don't forget."
I couldn't get enough of the scenes with Anna and Etienne together. Their dialogue was snappy and playful. While their attraction and chemistry was nearly immediate, they took the time to get to know each other. They quickly became friends and then best friends. They were the one person the other leaned on. No need to look for instalove here. Instead, their feelings grew slowly and steadily. The book was full of the sweet taste of first love... and some teenage angst. I know I've mentioned it before, but I love the dynamic of a friend crush to first love story. There's just something so real about it. I get sucked in every single time.
"How many times can our emotions be tied to someone else's - be pulled and stretched and twisted - before they snap? Before they can never be mended again."
There was conflict with friends and family, and sometimes with each other, as the novel continued. Anna and Etienne faced many obstacles: Ellie, their friends and relationships with them, uncertainty on what the future holds for them. But, I didn't find anything to be overly dramatic in that way that YA books can sometimes be. The voices felt real - as did the situations that unfolded. This was a beautiful story of friendship, love and family set against a fabulous Paris backdrop that was described so well, in such detail, that it felt like I was there.
"I don't want to feel this way around him. I want things to be normal. I want to be his friend, not another stupid girl holding out for something that will never happen."
I loved that I got to spend the entire novel inside Anna's head. Her inner dialogue was perfect. While it might have been nice to be inside Etienne's, the story was perfect as is. Now, that's not saying I wouldn't thoroughly enjoy a book written from his POV. But it wasn't needed. Stephanie Perkins does such a fantastic job of writing a teenage girl perspective that I had absolutely no problem believing it.
"For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home."
Because this was an audiobook, I feel I have to touch on the narrator. She was perfect. She sounded just as I imagined Anna when I first read the book. She did a fantastic job with all of the different voices and accents. I found myself taking the long way home or spending extra time running errands, just so I could listen to more of this book. I swear, I had a big goofy smile on my face for almost the entire book. If you like lighthearted, whimsical contemporary young adult books, you will likely find yourself in the same position if you pick this one up. And you really should. You won't be disappointed.
However, my most trusted blogger friends were the ones promising it would be good, so I had to see what all the fuss was about. I have to admit that it didn't quite meet the best book ever or even best book this year for me - but I did love it.
This is mostly because of my love for the protagonist, Anna. She is such a great example of a female YA character. I wish more were written like her. She's funny, smart and fallible but picks herself up and moves on.
Anna is sent by her father to a prestigious boarding school, The School of America, for US students in Paris, France. She has to leave behind her best friend and her new blossoming relationship with the cute rocker boy Toph. She is not a happy camper. Most of the students come from rich families while she does not and she can barely speak a word of French.
She soon becomes friends with students that have been attending the school which helps with her loneliness. She also meets Étienne St. Clair a cute English/American boy who is unavailable due to his long term relationship with his girlfriend, Ellie.
The story is mostly centered on this relationship. Anna & St. Clair form a bond and become best friends. She feels more for him and it's obvious he has more than friendly feelings for her but that pesky girlfriend issue keeps getting in the way.
There are a lot of "almost" moments for them and I loved how Anna kept her head about her and didn't let a boy drag her down. She was able to maintain the friendship and move on when she didn't think there was hope for more. She didn't sit at home pining away. She explored the city of Paris, went to movies alone, dated. What a concept!!
As for the few things that kept this from being the perfect book in my eyes.....I think the missed opportunities with St. Clair went on a tad too long for me. I found myself wondering a few times what kind of boyfriend he would even be if they finally got together. Etienne St. Clair is a wonderful boy and there is never any doubt that he is over the moon for Anna but I felt like I wasn't getting the whole picture when it came to his character. I just wished I got a few chapters from his POV or maybe a conversation with him and another character. What was he thinking when he would leave her for a few days and then just show back up? What kind of relationship was he having with Ellie while he was in love with Anna? This is a minor complaint and should not dissuade you in anyway. In fact I don't know anyone else who even felt the same as I did about this. *see "best book ever* comment at the top.
Another thing I loved about Anna and the French Kiss was even though this was a star crossed lover's tale, it never ventured into unbelievable slap stick territory. There were crossed signals and missed opportunities but it was all firmly rooted in reality. In fact I can say that several of these situations occurred in my teenage years. Unfortunately, it took place in the super exciting state of RI rather than Paris. Oh well. This is a very honest depiction of friendships, love and life as a teenager.
There really is too much going on in Anna and the French Kiss for me to fit all into one review. There are great supporting characters, beautiful descriptions of Paris and enough talk of delicious food to make you want to hop on the next flight to Paris!
As for swoony boys......I liked St. Clair but my attention kept being drawn to Josh, St. Clair's artistic best friend. Perkins is signed on to write two companion novels, Lola and the Boy Next Door ( September 2011) and Isla and Happily Ever After (late 2012) and I'm hoping my boy Josh is the focus of one of those stories. There is a little hint that he just may be in that last one. *fingers crossed*
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muito leve, mto lindo
romance com uma pequena intriga
friends to lovers favorito (ingles mto facil)
recomendo MTO (e tb a leitura ate o terceiro da trilogia - ISLA pra poder dar o melhor final a história dos personagens)
[Originally read in June 2014]
Oh, I forgot how much I loved this book.
I’ve must have said this a thousand times in my reading life (that being all my life), but I am not a fan of cheesy love stories. At all. So you can only imagine how much I originally held off from reading this book because UGH, the title is so cringey.
So you can also imagine my surprise when I fell in love with this story.
And for the second time, it happened again.
Right from the start you can tell this is a quick read. I mean, it’s a contemporary, with a typical light and fluffy love story, so it’s bound to be a quick read anyway. But the story is told through Anna’s voice, with the chatty storytelling really shining through. There’s also a lot of dialogue, most being witty or full of humour, so it’s very easy to get caught up in the pages. Even though I’d read it before and knew just how quick I could read this book (I read it in one sitting the first time round), I thought having college work would slow me down. And it did…but it still only took me a couple of days to read. Despite me being a slow reader, and the book being 400 pages.
Now, I can’t really say I relate to Anna’s situation. Moving to a boarding school in Paris? Can’t say I’ve done that, personally. But I somehow feel like it’s done realistically, even though I don’t have any personal experiences to compare with. She seemed as nervous and frightened as I can imagine myself being in the same situation, when being left alone in an entirely new country. She was frustrated, hopeless, resentful…and yet dealt with it in the exact same way I believe I would. There was just enough curiosity mixed with nerves. It didn’t become dull to read about at all, because it’s really easy to imagine yourself in her situation.
It actually really bothers me how the synopsis makes it sound like just another love story and “oh he’s already taken whatever shall I do how can our love blossom?!?” because to me it felt like so much more than that. Of course, it IS a love story. It’s not advertised as anything other because that’s simply what it is. But like I said before, I don’t usually like love stories unless they’re mixed with an epic fantasy story or something similar, so for me to adore this one? Well, there must be something about it.
I laughed so many times during this book. And I don’t mean the slight breathing-extra-air-through-your-nose type laugh. I mean full on tried-to-hold-it-in-but-failed chuckling that would have me trying to conceal my smile in public so I didn’t look odd type laugh. I don’t even know what it was. The characters just seemed to have the exact same sense of humour as me, and witty conversations always win me over.
“Girl scouts didn’t teach me what to do with emotionally unstable drunk boys.”
Oh, and I suppose it helps that I absolutely adored all of the characters.
Important factor right there.
Another important factor for me…NO CRINGE WORTHY LINES THAT MADE ME WANT TO SHRIVEL UP AND THROW THE BOOK ACROSS THE ROOM!!! A blessing in disguise.
At times this book was adorable, funny, awkward, adventurous, infuriating in the best way possible, and honestly – to use one of those very well used phrases – a real rollercoaster of emotions. There were many times I wanted to slam the book shut and sulk about the situations like a child who didn’t get their way…but then I knew I wouldn’t be able to just leave it there, so I’d just mutter “noooo” under my breath painfully and carry on. There were times I wanted to squeal like a very stereotypical fangirl, and I’d have to clench my teeth together to avoid it. Times when I’d want to facepalm on behalf of the characters, feeling embarrassed for their awkwardness or missed opportunities.
And to put it simply?
I just loved this book. Even more so the second time round.