By Jodi Picoult
From number 1 New York instances bestselling authors Jodi Picoult and Samantha van Leer, OFF THE web page is a young and beautiful YA novel full of romance, humor, and adventure.
Delilah and Oliver shouldn’t be jointly. yet they are jointly. And simply as they’re being used to the chance that fortunately ever after may perhaps relatively, really be theirs, the universe sends them a message they can’t forget about: they won’t be allowed to rewrite their story.
Delilah and Oliver needs to come to a decision how a lot they’re prepared to danger for romance and what it takes to have a contented finishing in a global the place the best adventures occur off the page.
“Off the Page is simply so candy and magical. In highschool, i'd have given whatever to move slowly within one among my favourite books to flee the true international. I wish!”—SARAH DESSEN, number 1 New York Times bestselling writer of Saint Anything
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