We Own the Night
- Authors
- Ashley Poston
- Publisher
- Bloomsbury Publishing USA
- Tags
- contemporary , dating & sex , fiction , humour , love & romance , music , performing arts , romance , social themes , young adult
- ISBN
- 9781619637849
- Date
- 2016-06-27T23:00:00+00:00
- Size
- 0.44 MB
- Lang
- en
Product Description
"Welcome to midnight, my fellow Niteowls . . ."
No one would ever suspect that responsible, ugly-sweater-wearing Ingrid North is the incognito radio deejay known only as Niteowl. Finally a high school grad, she can't wait to get out of her tiny hometown of Steadfast, Nebraska (population three hundred and forty-seven) to chase her dreams. Thankfully, her three best friends--Billie, LD, and Micah (who she is definitely, absolutely not in love with)--are more concerned with spending one last epic summer together than finding out where Ingrid slinks off to every weekend.
But for that one glorious hour every Saturday night, Iggy shucks her own skin to become Niteowl--an infamous and daring deejay with the answers to everyone's love life but her own. There is one caller in particular--Dark and Brooding--whose raspy laugh and snarky humor is just sexy enough to take her mind off the fact that Micah is rapidly falling for a Mean-Girls-worthy nightmare. But when Ingrid lands an interview in New York City for the internship of a lifetime, her secret life begins to unravel. It's her chance to follow her heart, but she'll have to leave everything behind--her ailing grandmother, her friends, her radio show . . . and a chance at her very own happy ending.
Torn between her dreams and her home, Iggy begins to realize that to get what she wants, she has to give up the things that mean the most toher. But letting go could lead to a summer of sunflowers, rockstars, and the show of a lifetime.
And Iggy might just find that her real life begins when Niteowl goes off the air.
About the Author
Ashley Poston is a part-time author and full-time fangirl. She was born in rural South Carolina, where you can see the stars impossibly well...