When a beautiful, aspiring writer strides into the East Village bookstore where Joe Goldberg works, he does what anyone would do: he Googles the name on her credit card.
There is only one Guinevere Beck in New York City. She has a public Facebook account and Tweets incessantly, telling Joe everything he needs to know: she is simply Beck to her friends, she went to Brown University, she lives on Bank Street, and she’ll be at a bar in Brooklyn tonight—the perfect place for a “chance” meeting.
As Joe invisibly and obsessively takes control of Beck’s life, he orchestrates a series of events to ensure Beck finds herself in his waiting arms. Moving from stalker to boyfriend, Joe transforms himself into Beck’s perfect man, all while quietly removing the obstacles that stand in their way—even if it means murder.
There is only one Guinevere Beck in New York City. She has a public Facebook account and Tweets incessantly, telling Joe everything he needs to know: she is simply Beck to her friends, she went to Brown University, she lives on Bank Street, and she’ll be at a bar in Brooklyn tonight—the perfect place for a “chance” meeting.
As Joe invisibly and obsessively takes control of Beck’s life, he orchestrates a series of events to ensure Beck finds herself in his waiting arms. Moving from stalker to boyfriend, Joe transforms himself into Beck’s perfect man, all while quietly removing the obstacles that stand in their way—even if it means murder.
"I didn’t go to college, Beck, so I don’t waste my adulthood trying to recapture my time in college. I’m not a soft motherfucker who never had the guts to live life right now, as is."
Umm, no wonder why so many women have trust issues these days! This was a seriously disturbingly good story, but maybe not one that the weak hearted would enjoy as much.
I think most people will admit to checking the Facebook / instagram / twitter feed of an ex or new crush, but this is taking it to a whole new level!
Even though Joe is clearly crazy (actually, after reading the Psychopath test recently, I feel I can confidently diagnose him as a true Psychopath), he does raise some valid points about society these days. And Beck is one beautiful disaster herself! They really should be perfect for each other...if only they weren't so self-indulged, damaged and mentally unstable their love story might actually be romantic!
They were definitely messed up, but these were some of the better sex scenes I've read in a book. They were graphic but I didn't feel like I was reading a porno mag, and they weren't as cringe-worthy or predictable as other 'romance' novels (*cough* rhymes with Nifty Shrades of Lay)
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