5 Words: Heaven, passion, love, blackmail, culture. 
 The best thing about the International School series is this weird mesh of different cultures. It's a situation you don't come across often, even in books. And all of the misunderstandings and miscommunication and the sharing and learning and love... Man, it's perfect. 
 Which would explain the mass of pink highlights throughout my copy. 
 I adored Max's infatuation with Fleur. If I tell you about it, it will just sound creepy, so I deleted that whole paragraph of my review. You just gotta go read the book to know what I'm on about, it's the only way you'll understand. 
 Other guys might have fantasized about porn stars or lingerie models. I fantasized about Fleur Marceaux. 
 I love Fleur, and when I found out she was getting a book of her own I was so excited - she was just so freaking intriguing in the first two books, despite being a supporting character. 
 I loved the little hints we got about Maggie and Samir, but I would have loved to find out more about Mya too - she's always been this peripheral not-really-there character that seems to make up the threesome when it's convenient. 
 This was a sizzling, steamy romance, and I loved it. How passionate and desperate it was yet how they still tried to take it slow... Ish. 
 I was sad when I got to the end... Because this really is the end :(