Pairings that should have happened in Watch Dogs 2:
Marcus x Horatio
Marcus x Wrench
Pairings that actually happened:
The unnecessary romance between Wrench and Naomi which didn’t even last a minute or further the plot. This was later followed by an emotional scene where Marcus and an unmasked Wrench initiate close contact and express feelings for each other. It’s another instance in a Ubisoft game where a forced heterosexual romance was placed between two male characters with romantic potential.
Last night’s Oscars saw some of the most glamorous gowns and debonair tuxes (and even a gown/tux combo—we’re looking at you, Gaga) and we at NOVL HQ loved watching the year’s biggest stars make their way down the red carpet. But the only thing better than a best-dressed starlet? A best-dressed book cover! That’s right—book nerds never take a night off.
In honor of Hollywood’s biggest night of the year, we’re bringing you a round-up of some of our favorite looks that remind us of our favorite books with NOVL’s very own re(a)d carpet.
1. Charlize Theron—Josh Sundquist’s We Should Hang Out Sometime
Who do we wish we could hang out with sometime? Red-hot Charlize Theron of course! And we think Josh Sundquist, author of We Should Hang Out Sometime would agree. After all, her stunning Dior dress pairs perfectly with his hilarious memoir. Best-dressed couple alert!
2. Leonardo DiCaprio—Jeff Garvin’s Symptoms of Being Human
Is getting a little weak in the knees when you see Leo smolder on the red carpet a symptom of being human? We’d wager so. In any case, his classic black tux reminds us of the eye-catching cover of Jeff Garvin’s debut novel. Side note: How cute were Leo and Kate posing together? We’ll never let go, Jack.
Naomi Watts was working the carpet in support of her man Liev Schreiber and Spotlight’s Best Picture win, but her shimmering Armani gown kind of stole the show! If her look were a book, it would have to be Rebecca Serle’s Truly Madly Famously. And how appropriate! This sequel to Famous in Love gives readers a glimpse of life and love behind the silver screen.
4. Brie Larson—Marie Rutkoski’s The Winner’s Crime
We bow down to Best Actress winner Brie Larson, who looked downright regal in Gucci. A royal blue gown paired with a glistening silver accessory? It reminds of another stunner, Marie Rutkoski’s The Winner’s Crime. Of course, Brie rocked a bejeweled silver belt and Kestrel is wielding a sword, but to each her own!
5. Mindy Kaling—Margaret Stohl and Kami Garcia’s Dangerous Deception
What’s black, blue and breathtaking? Mindy Kaling in her off-the-shoulder Elizabeth Kennedy gown. Equally dazzling is Margaret Stohl and Kami Garcia’s Dangerous Deception. Sure, looks can be deceiving but there’s no doubt about it: these two are as beautiful on the inside as they are on the outside.
I shouldn’t have blindsided her. I should have called her name, given her a sign, a warning I was behind her but I didn’t. I reached out, I grasped her shoulder tightly and I scared her. Jumping suddenly, and jerking backwards, she fell forward and out of my reach, and out of my window to save her. The scream escaped her throat, a scream so loud it shot a pain through my stomach and pierced my ears. The moment Naomi hit the water she began thrashing as if the movement of her entire body would help keep her afloat.
I don’t know what it was that encouraged me to keep kissing her. To push her deeper into my mattress, and to place my hand under that baggy shirt that had taunted me since the first night I laid eyes on it. Maybe it was my room, and the familiarity of it all. She was in my home, in my bed, one that I laid in countless nights wondering if I could ever find someone to give me this heart quickening, pulsating feeling that she exerted on me so well. It didn’t feel real to me, which is why I pulled away to look down at her. Look into the eyes that held so much encouragement for me. They were wide, and full as she lifted her chin further encouraging me to return my lips to places others than hers. I obeyed and moved along her shoulder blade, and down along her chest. I didn’t care that it was still hidden under the cotton.
The strong scent of chlorine burns my nose and attaches to my clothing like a stich in the fabric. My head has not stopped spinning since I began my fourth drink, and right now I’m working on pure motivation rather than logical sense. I crash through the doors, the wave of humidity rushing over me and pulling me further inside. I stumble ahead my limbs weak, and unable to find a balance. The further I move ahead, the more upset I become. Why won’t anyone listen? Why am I the crazy one in all of this? Am I just nearly subjecting myself as a victim? All of this uncertainty and all of this anger has become plausible as I pause at the edge. My focus shifts from the bottom of the pool to the reflection of myself atop the water. My lips are puffy, my makeup runny. A physical appearance brought on by rough sexual experience with Trenton, and a nervous breakdown in front of Emily.
“It’s not rape Naomi he is your fiancée,” she snipped.
“Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You should be grateful for what you have,” he echoes.