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About the book “City of My Love” by Samantha Young

Fear is a human condition in which we are afraid for our own or for the lives of loved ones, we are afraid to take certain actions, we are afraid of society. Sometimes this is a justified feeling, but often fears prevent us from living fully. However, fears can be different. We may be afraid to change jobs because of our insecurities and insecurities, or we may be afraid to leave a terrible person because we don’t know how to live without him.

Samantha Young's book City of My Love tells the story of a girl who is used to taking care of her brother. The father abandoned them long ago, and the mother loved to drink more than her own children. As a result, the sister became a mother for her brother, forgetting about herself. Her whole life was devoted to her brother's life. She even chose men who could provide for both her and her brother.

Such sacrifice for the sake of a person often occurs in our lives. As a result, one lives the way he wants, gets all the joys of life and thinks only about himself. The other one does not see the people around him; for him there is only one person in the world, for whom he will do anything. As a result, one day everyone will be unhappy.

One fine moment, as should happen in the life of any Cinderella, she meets a real handsome prince. Samantha Young decided to follow an already beaten path in her book “City of My Love.” Joe's life changes dramatically. She falls in love, but her old life does not let go, and this is where real passions begin.

Samantha Young's book "City of My Love" belongs to the genre of novels. This is a story about how one chance meeting can change your entire life. Quite serious life problems are touched upon here, and the complex characters of the characters are revealed. After all, in real life there are often women who, because of their mental problems, are ready to sacrifice their children for the sake of drinking. There are also tyrant men who, again because of their complexes and shortcomings, are ready to beat their wife and children. As a result, failed individuals like Joe grow up. At first glance, the girl seems absolutely spineless, but if you look closely, it becomes clear that she has a lot of strength. Not everyone can just give up their life for the sake of their younger brother. This is not to say that there was absolutely nothing in her life, but everything was built specifically around her brother.

Love is the feeling that makes people truly happy. That's what happened to Joe. It is worth noting that the book “City of My Love” by Samantha Young is intended for older readers, as there are many sex scenes. This novel will appeal to everyone who has lost peace of mind, wants to find an outlet for themselves, to change something in this life.

City of My Love by Samantha Young doesn't have deep philosophical musings or a masterfully intricate plot, but there is something more important here - love. The work is read very easily and quickly, and gives a lot of positive impressions to every reader.

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Quotes from the book "City of My Love" by Samantha Young

- Hi, Joe! – Nate exclaimed over the roar of the machine gun. “Did you happen to bring any sandwiches?”
That means who I am. Sandwich Lady.

In my opinion, there is something irresistible about them. After all, most of them tell about the most ordinary people who rose to the extraordinary. We read books about this every day. Simply, comics also have great pictures that illustrate what words cannot say.

-What happened to the terrible shyness?
Hannah somehow managed to shrug while lying down:
“I just felt that shyness was bothering me.”

You know, the world will always try to make you what it needs. People, time, events - they all try to cut here, paste there and make you believe that you don’t know who you are. But it doesn’t matter at all who they want to make you and what name they give you. If you stay true to yourself, you can cut through any shenanigans and still be yourself underneath it all.

Cam said that sometimes there comes a time when you have to break up with some people. They cannot be helped, and all attempts will only drag you into a quagmire.

“I apologize that what I said came out so bluntly.” But I don't apologize for saying it.

“Nothing more than an adjective and a noun put together, honestly.”

– Joanna Walker, you just took it to the next level of cool.

“You and Braden should be forced to join a club for men who need to be brought down to earth regularly,” Joss moaned.

Well, let's see how my communication skills falter when we try to explain all this to Cole.

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Edinburgh, Scotland

I looked at the painting and asked myself what kind of nonsense I was looking at. As for me, it was just a jumble of multi-colored lines and squares, with chiaroscuro here and there. For some reason the picture seemed familiar. Finally, I remembered that somewhere I had a drawing made and given to me by Cole when he was three years old, and very reminiscent of this creation. However, I doubted that anyone would buy Cole's drawing for three hundred and seventy-five pounds. But I would also question the sanity of anyone paying three hundred and seventy-five pounds for a piece of canvas that looked as if it had been placed next to a railway line at the exact moment a train loaded with paints had derailed.

However, sometimes looking around, I saw that most people in the gallery liked the work. I guess I'm just not smart enough to understand them. Trying to appear more educated and knowledgeable for the sake of my companion, I gave my face a thoughtful expression and moved on to the next canvas.

Hm, well, well, I don’t understand this,” a low, hoarse voice announced next to me.

I would recognize that voice anywhere. Her American accent was punctuated here and there by the melodious vowels or sharp consonants characteristic of the local dialect, the consequences of having lived in Scotland for almost six years.

Great relief washed over me as I lowered my head and met the gaze of my best friend Joss. For almost the first time that evening I smiled sincerely. With Jocelyn Butler, a straight-talking, assertive American, I ran the bar at a rather swanky place called Club 39. In this basement place on one of the city's most famous streets, George Street, we had been working together for five years.

Clad in a designer black dress and Christian Louboutin shoes, my petite friend looked absolutely stunning - as did her boyfriend Braden Carmichael. Standing behind Joss, jealously hugging her from the waist down, Braden positively beamed with confidence. Anybody's mouth would water at the sight of him. He was exactly the guy I'd been looking for for years, and if I hadn't loved my friend so much and Braden hadn't adored Joss to bits, I would have crushed her into dust to get him. Braden was almost six and a half feet tall, which was the perfect height for me - my impressive five foot ten inches in the right heels made me over six feet. Plus, Joss's boyfriend was sexy, rich, and witty. And he loved her without memory. They had been together for almost eighteen months, and I really felt like a marriage proposal was brewing.

“You look amazing,” I told Joss, looking around at her curves. My friend, unlike me, has large breasts, and it’s impossible to look away from her wide hips and ass. - Thank you both so much for coming.

Well, now you owe me a favor,” Joss grumbled, arching an eyebrow and looking around at the paintings. “I’ll have to tell a big lie if the author asks what I think.”

Braeden squeezed her waist and smiled down at her.

Yes, if the artist herself is as pretentious as her work, then why lie, because you can be brutally honest?

And that’s true,” Joss grinned in response.

No, no,” I intervened, knowing that if I remained silent, that’s what she would do. - Becca is Malcolm's ex-girlfriend and they are still friends. You'll pretend to be Robert Hughes and they'll throw me out to hell.

Robert Hughes? - Joss frowned.

There was such a famous art critic,” I sighed.

“I like it,” Joss grinned predatorily. - You know, they say that honesty is akin to piety.

I think it's about cleanliness, honey.

Of course about cleanliness, but isn’t honesty practically the same thing?

The obstinate twinkle in Joss’s eyes almost made my throat close. My friend was a force to be reckoned with, and if she had an opinion or wanted to say something, there was little you could do to stop her. When I first met her, she behaved incredibly secretively and withdrawn and preferred not to delve into the private lives of her acquaintances. After meeting Braden, she changed a lot. Our friendship grew stronger, and now Joss was the only one who knew the whole truth about my life. I thanked God for our friendship, but at moments like these I sometimes wished she had remained the same Joss - the one who kept her thoughts and feelings under seven locks.

I've been dating Malcolm Hendry for almost three months. He was perfect for me: kind, calm, tall - and rich. Malcolm was the oldest of my “sugar daddies,” as Joss jokingly called them, although at thirty-nine it was hardly worth calling him old. However, there was a fifteen year difference between us. I didn't care. Convinced that he may well turn out to be thereby, I didn't want Joss to jeopardize the progress of our relationship by hurting his girlfriend.

Jocelyn,” Braeden grabbed her waist again, looking at me and seeing my growing panic, “I suspect you’d better practice the art of insincerity today.”

Finally noticing my expression, Joss put a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

I'm kidding, Joe. I promise to be a good girl.

It’s just...” I nodded, “everything is going so well, you know.”

Malcolm seems like a decent guy,” Braden chimed in.

Joss chuckled in a special way, but we both ignored her. A friend has already expressed her opinion about my fan. She was sure that I was using Malcolm, and he was using me. What's true is true. He was generous, and I needed generosity. However, the even greater truth was that I really liked him. Ever since my “first love” at sixteen, John, I had bought into the charming benefactors and the idea of guaranteed well-being for me and Cole. But John got bored with his role as second fiddle in my family, and after six months he left me.

This taught me a valuable lesson.

And also new requirements have been put forward for the guy: he must have a good job, a decent income, be accommodating and hardworking. No matter how hard I work, without any qualifications or any real talent, I will never earn enough money to provide a stable future for my family. However, I am attractive enough to ensure man with good qualifications and talent.

A few years later, when I was putting myself back together after a failed romance with John, Callum came into my life - a thirty-year-old wealthy legal adviser, smart, educated, smart and experienced. Determined to finally succeed, I became what he imagined as his ideal girlfriend. I had already gotten into the habit of becoming someone else - since it seemed to work. Callum thought that I was ideal - for a while. We spent two years together until my secrecy about my family and my inability to let him into the house drove the wedge between us too deeply - and he left me.

Samantha Young in her novel “City of My Love” very vividly conveys emotions and experiences, for which the novel received favorable reviews. But this is not just a novel about love, it raises much more serious topics, making you think about a lot.

The main character is Joanna, a young girl. Her life can hardly be called happy, since she comes from a dysfunctional family. Their father abandoned them, and their mother was more interested in drinking than in her own children. The girl had to take on all the responsibilities of her mother and raise her younger brother. Jo understood that she could only rely on herself, because she and her brother had no one to help, and the responsibility for him lay on her shoulders.

Joanna is forced to work two jobs to provide for her family. She was used to taking her brother's interests into account, doing what was best for him. The girl doesn’t know at all how to live for herself. All her actions have the goal of ensuring a good life for her brother, while she does not think about her own interests.

Jo only starts relationships with wealthy men so that they can help her brother get back on his feet. She has a man who seems to love her. But the girl has to fulfill all his whims. And being a toy in the hands of another person is not the most pleasant experience. But, probably, everything would have continued like this if Jo had not accidentally met a guy who showed her what is truly valuable in life. New emotions overwhelmed the girl, she realized that before this, one might say, she had not lived at all.

The book is written very vividly and emotionally. The novel raises issues of family dysfunction, sacrifice and love. After all, sometimes, while caring about others, we completely forget about ourselves. The writer did not skimp on the description of intimate scenes and the girl’s most secret experiences, so the novel definitely will not let you get bored. Readers are advised to consider their age category when choosing this work.

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Robert

Edinburgh, Scotland

“Hm, well, I don’t understand this,” a low, hoarse voice announced next to me.

I would recognize that voice anywhere. Her American accent was punctuated here and there by the melodious vowels or harsh consonants of the local dialect, a consequence of having lived in Scotland for nearly six years.

Clad in a designer black dress and Christian Louboutin shoes, my petite friend looked absolutely stunning—as did her boyfriend Braden Carmichael. Standing behind Joss, jealously hugging her from the waist down, Braden positively beamed with confidence. Anybody's mouth would water at the sight of him. He was exactly the guy I'd been looking for for years, and if I hadn't loved my friend so much and Braden hadn't adored Joss to bits, I would have crushed her into dust to get him. Braden was almost six and a half feet tall, which was the perfect height for me—my striking five-foot-ten would be over six feet in the right heels. Plus, Joss's boyfriend was sexy, rich, and witty. And he loved her without memory. They had been together for almost eighteen months, and I really felt like a marriage proposal was brewing.

“You look amazing,” I told Joss, taking in her curves. My friend, unlike me, has large breasts, and it’s impossible to look away from her wide hips and ass. “Thank you so much for coming, both of you.”

“Well, now you owe me a favor,” Joss grumbled, arching an eyebrow and looking around at the pictures. “I’ll have to tell a big lie if the author asks what I think.”

Braeden squeezed her waist and smiled down at her.

– Yes, if the artist herself is as pretentious as her work, then why lie, because you can be brutally honest?

“That’s true,” Joss grinned in response.

“No, no,” I intervened, knowing that if I remained silent, that’s what she would do. – Becca is Malcolm's ex-girlfriend, and they are still friends. You'll pretend to be Robert Hughes and they'll throw me out to hell.

- Robert Hughes? – Joss frowned.

“There was such a famous art critic,” I sighed.

“I like it,” Joss grinned predatorily. – You know, they say that honesty is akin to piety.

“I think it’s about cleanliness, honey.”

– Of course, about cleanliness, but isn’t honesty practically the same thing?

The obstinate twinkle in Joss’s eyes almost made my throat close. My friend was a force to be reckoned with, and if she had an opinion or wanted to say something, there was little you could do to stop her. When I first met her, she behaved incredibly secretively and withdrawn and preferred not to delve into the private lives of her acquaintances. After meeting Braden, she changed a lot. Our friendship grew stronger, and now Joss was the only one who knew the whole truth about my life. I thanked God for our friendship, but at times like these I sometimes wished she had remained the same Joss, the one who kept her thoughts and feelings under lock and key.

“Jocelyn,” Braden grabbed her waist again, looking at me and seeing my growing panic, “I suspect you’d better practice the art of insincerity today.”

Finally noticing my expression, Joss put a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

- I'm kidding, Joe. I promise to be a good girl.

“It’s just...” I nodded, “everything is going so well, you know.”

“Malcolm seems like a decent guy,” Braden chimed in.

This taught me a valuable lesson.

A few years later, when I was putting myself back together after a failed romance with John, Callum came into my life - a thirty-year-old wealthy legal adviser, smart, educated, smart and experienced. Determined to finally succeed, I became what he imagined as his ideal girlfriend. I had already gotten into the habit of becoming someone else - since it seemed to work. Callum thought that I was ideal – for a while. We spent two years together until my secrecy about my family and my inability to let him into the house drove the wedge between us too deeply - and he left me.