Name: Das irrationale Vorkommnis der Liebe
Rating: 4.004033092037228 (967 reviews)
ISBN: 9783352009648

Ali Hazelwood

Roman

Das irrationale Vorkommnis der Liebe

Aubrey Erskine

Emily Moore

Genesis (@whisperingchapters)

Jenna

Lisa Weidacher

myldaa

megan kelley

Pia 

Rebecca Briesemeister

I want to try them all. All the kisses Levi Ward is capable of, I want to sample them like fine wine.

Sophie Hutchings

“And one more thing,” I snarl into his stony face. “Vegan donuts are for vegans, you absolute walnut.”

The real villain is love: an unstable isotope, constantly undergoing spontaneous nuclear decay. And it will forever go unpunished.

Keira 💫

Is it weird, knowing that Shmac had lice three times in second grade but not which time zone he lives in? A bit. But it’s also liberating. Plus, having opinions online can be very dangerous. The internet is a sea full of creepy, cybercriminal fish, and if Mark Zuckerberg can cover his laptop webcam with a piece of tape, I reserve the right to keep things painfully anonymous. 

B.E.

 I created @WhatWouldMarieDo during my first semester of grad school. I was teaching a neuroanatomy class, and decided to give my students an anonymous mid-semester survey to ask for honest feed- back on how to improve the course. What I got was... not that. I was told that my lectures would be more interesting if I delivered them naked. That I should gain some weight, get a boob job, stop dying my hair "unnatural colors," get rid of my piercings. I was even given a phone number to call if I was "ever in the mood for a ten-inch dick." (Yeah, right.)

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a community of Women trying to mind their own business must be in want of a andom man's opinion.

MARIE: Did she at least get ugly while she was gone?

SHMAC: She’s still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.	

“Listen. What you said yesterday . . .” He must have stepped inside, because the background noise is gone. His voice is rich and deep in my ear. I think I can actually hear him swallow. “There is no other neuroscientist I’d want to do this project with. Not a single one.”

It’s a blow to the sternum. The words knock the air out of my lungs, and a weird, nonsensical, untimely thought crosses my mind: it’s not that surprising that this broody, reserved man snagged himself a beautiful bride. Not if he’s capable of saying things like this.

At least I’m awake now. “What’s happening?”

“Bee, do you want to stay in Houston and work on BLINK?” he asks again, but this time after a pause he adds, “With me?”

That’s when I know that I’m a lunatic. Insane. An utterly insane lunatic. Because my alarm says six forty-five a.m., and a shiver runs down my spine—or where my spine would be if I had one. I screw my eyes shut, and the word that comes out of my mouth is:

Bro he’s so painfully into you. Just let him finish his sentence omfl Bee. 

“The point is, sometimes dislike is a gut reaction. Like falling in love at first sight, you know? Just . . . the opposite.”

His eyes spring open. “Bee.” He swallows. “I—”

“Levi! Here you are.” Kaylee is walking toward us, an iPad in her hand. I wave at her, but Levi doesn’t stop staring. At me. “I need your approval on two items, and you and Guy have a meeting with Jonas in . . . Levi?”

He is, for unknown reasons, still staring at me. And the stricken expression is back. Do I have a sleep booger on my nose?

Third time must be the charm, because he finally looks away. “Hey, Kaylee.”

They start talking and I walk away with another wave, daydreaming about coffee and a bra. I don’t know why I turn around one last time, right before stepping into the elevator. I really don’t know why, but Levi is looking at me again.

🦋🦋🫶❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹🥵❤️‍🔥

Oh, shit. He answered. Why did he answer? He’s a millennial; we also hate talking on the—

“Um, sorry. This is Bee. Königswasser. We, um, work together? At NASA?”

“Right. Yes. So . . .” I close my eyes. “I am having a bit of a problem and I was wondering if you could—”

He doesn’t hesitate. “Where are you?”

“See, I’m in this little cemetery by the Space Center. Greenwood?”

“You’re calling me from a cemetery after sundown. Cemeteries close at sundown.”

That would have been a useful piece of information forty-five minutes ago. “Yeah, so . . . the walls are sort of tall, and my phone is sort of dying, and I’m sort of—”

“Go stand by the gates. Turn off the flashlight if you have it on. Don’t talk to anyone you don’t know. I’ll be there in ten minutes.” A beat. “I’ve got you. Don’t worry, okay?”

He hangs up before I can tell him to bring a ladder. And, come to think of it, before I can ask him to come rescue me.

SHMAC: I know what she smells like. This little freckle on her neck when she pulls up her hair. Her upper lip is a little plumper than the lower. The curve of her wrist, when she holds a pen. It’s wrong, really wrong, but I know the shape of her. I go to sleep thinking about it, and then I wake up, go to work, and she is there, and it’s impossible. I tell her stuff I know she’ll agree to, just to hear her hum back at me. It’s like hot water down my fucking spine. She’s married. She’s brilliant. She trusts me, and all I think about is taking her to my office, stripping her, doing unspeakable things to her. And I want to tell her. I want to tell her that she’s luminous, she’s so bright in my mind, sometimes I can’t focus. Sometimes I forget why I came into the room. I’m distracted. I want to push her against a wall, and I want her to push back. I want to go back in time and punch her stupid husband on the day I met him and then travel back to the future and punch again. I want to buy her flowers, food, books. I want to hold her hand, and I want to lock her in my bedroom. She’s everything I ever wanted and I want to inject her into my veins and also to never see her again. There’s nothing like her and these feelings, they are fucking intolerable. They were half-asleep while she was gone, but now she’s here and my body thinks it’s a fucking teenager and I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do. There is nothing I can do, so I’ll just . . . not.

HE WAS WILLING TO BUY AN ALBUM TO MAKE HER FEEL BETTER. 

“Nothing.” I shrug. “Just that the entirety of your music library is angry white boys.”

“Right. That’s why you have exactly . . .” I scroll down for a few seconds. More seconds. A minute. “. . . a grand total of zero female-performed songs on your phone.”

His scowl deepens. “It’s just a coincidence.”

“Okay—I’m not proud of it, but it’s possible that my musical taste was influenced by the fact that in my formative years I, too, was an angry white boy.”

I snort. “I bet you were. Well, if you ever want to work through that rage productively I could recommend some singer-songwriters—” There’s something on the side of the road. I crane my neck to see better. “Oh my God.”

He gives me a worried look. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing. I just—” I wipe my eyes. “Nothing.”

“Is it about female singer-songwriters?” he says, panicky. “I’ll buy an album. Just let me know which one is best. Honestly, I don’t know enough about them to—”

“No. No, I— There was a dead possum. On the side of the road.” 

I don’t believe in soulmates irl. But in books? Hell yeah.

“There’s one single format in which space is tolerable,” he says.

I jump out of my seat, grab his hand, and pull him out of the bar. He follows without resisting. “Bee? Where are we—?”

I don’t bother looking back. “To my hotel room. To watch The Empire Strikes Back.”

From the New York Times bestselling author of The Love Hypothesis comes a new STEMinist rom-com in which a scientist is forced to work on a project with her nemesis - with explosive results.


Bee Königswasser lives by a simple code: What would Marie Curie do? If NASA offered her the lead on a neuroengineering project - a literal dream come true - Marie would accept without hesitation. Duh. But the mother of modern physics never had to co-lead with Levi Ward.

Sure, Levi is attractive in a tall, dark, and piercing-eyes kind of way. But Levi made his feelings toward Bee very clear in grad school - archenemies work best employed in their own galaxies far, far away.

But when her equipment starts to go missing and the staff ignore her, Bee could swear she sees Levi softening into an ally, backing her plays, seconding her ideas... devouring her with those eyes. The possibilities have all her neurons firing.

But when it comes time to actually make a move and put her heart on the line, there's only one question that matters: What will Bee Königswasser do?

Love on the Brain

Moa Lindborg

3,5⭐️🎧<br />Sweet but very predictable, could see the ending coming from miles away

Tola Blicharska

Honest review… good only for the spicy scenes. I feel like it was a chore to listen to the whole 14 hours and the only good parts were the spicy scenes. i feel like im being a bit harsh on the rating cause it wasnt tooooo bad but like still, i feel like i would of dnf if i was reading physical. i mean i recomend for beginners for one of ur first books but not for later ig. anyways enjoy if ur ever gonna read/listen.

"When forced to work on a project with your nemesis, it's best to stick to the science. Further research could trigger explosive results. Like an avenging, purple-haired Jedi bringing balance to the mansplained universe, Bee Königswasser lives by a simple code: What would Marie Curie do? If NASA offered her the lead on a neuroengineering project-a literal dream come true after years scraping by on the crumbs of academia-Marie would accept without hesitation. Duh. But the mother of modern physics never had to colead with Levi Ward. Sure, Levi is attractive in a tall, dark, and piercing-eyes kind of way. And sure, he caught her in his powerfully corded arms like a romance novel hero when she accidentally damseled in distress on her first day in the science lab. But Levi made his feelings toward Bee very clear in grad school-archenemies work best employed in their own galaxies far, far away. Now, her equipment is missing, the staff is ignoring her, and Bee finds her floundering career in somewhat of a pickle. Perhaps it's her occipital cortex playing tricks on her, but Bee could swear she can see Levi softening into an ally, backing her plays, seconding her ideas...devouring her with those eyes. And the possibilities have all her neurons firing. But when it comes time to actually make a move and put her heart on the line, there's only one question that matters: What will Bee Königswasser do?"--

Aldara Kamey

It’s good to know that Ali always gets me 

From the New York Times bestselling author of The Love Hypothesis comes a new STEMinist rom-com in which a scientist is forced to work on a project with her nemesis—with explosive results. Like an avenging, purple-haired Jedi bringing balance to the mansplained universe, Bee Königswasser lives by a simple code: What would Marie Curie do? If NASA offered her the lead on a neuroengineering project—a literal dream come true after years scraping by on the crumbs of academia—Marie would accept without hesitation. Duh. But the mother of modern physics never had to co-lead with Levi Ward. Sure, Levi is attractive in a tall, dark, and piercing-eyes kind of way. And sure, he caught her in his powerfully corded arms like a romance novel hero when she accidentally damseled in distress on her first day in the lab. But Levi made his feelings toward Bee very clear in grad school—archenemies work best employed in their own galaxies far, far away. Now, her equipment is missing, the staff is ignoring her, and Bee finds her floundering career in somewhat of a pickle. Perhaps it’s her occipital cortex playing tricks on her, but Bee could swear she can see Levi softening into an ally, backing her plays, seconding her ideas…devouring her with those eyes. And the possibilities have all her neurons firing. But when it comes time to actually make a move and put her heart on the line, there’s only one question that matters: What will Bee Königswasser do?

Mumtaz Obsiye

Manuela Valencia

laura ʚɞ

the plot was pretty predictable and the ending felt rushed but it was a fun read

Mandie

Dalia

Kocham pismo Ali , jest płynnie i na temat. Bardzo lubię gdy daję jakieś naukowe ciekawostki które są tymi ciekawymi ;'D. Relacja pomiedzy głównymi bohaterami jest zgrana i namiętna , przyjemnie się to czytało.<br /><br />

Una nueva comedia romántica situada en la NASA en la que una científica se ve obligada a trabajar en un proyecto junto a su archienemigo... con resultados explosivos. Bee Königswasser se rige siempre por un código muy sencillo: ¿qué haría Marie Curie? Si la NASA le ofreciera liderar un proyecto de neuroingeniería, un sueño hecho realidad después de pasarse años malviviendo con las migajas del mundo académico, Marie aceptaría sin dudarlo. Obvio. Pero la madre de la física moderna nunca tuvo que codirigir ningún proyecto con Levi Ward. A ver, Levi no está nada mal: es alto, moreno y tiene una mirada de lo más penetrante. Pero Levi dejó muy claros sus sentimientos por Bee en la universidad: es mejor que dos enemigos trabajen cada uno en su propia galaxia muy muy lejana. De pronto, Bee se encuentra con que su material ha desaparecido, el personal pasa de ella y su maltrecha carrera profesional pende de un hilo. Puede que su lóbulo occipital esté jugándole una mala pasada, pero juraría que Levi empieza a convertirse en su aliado, apoyando sus decisiones, secundando sus ideas... devorándola con esa mirada suya. Y las diferentes posibilidades traen a sus neuronas de cabeza. Sin embargo, cuando llega el momento de jugársela y arriesgar el corazón, solo hay una pregunta que importe: ¿Qué hará Bee Königswasser?

La química del amor

Buen plot, buenos tropes y mucho potencial. El enemies to lovers con male yearning siempre engancha, pero creo que le faltó desarrollo tanto al MMC como a su relación con la protagonista. El libro empezó con una dinámica muy atractiva y atrapante, misterio, confusión, ganas de entender al MMC, pero a mitad del libro se torció hacia algo predictivo, aburrido y con falta de profundidad emocional.

La autora le dio más prioridad al desarrollo de la FMC y el ámbito profesional de ella, el 40% del libro habla de Marie Curie y chistes relacionados, y la verdad, siento que eso le quitó mucho atractivo al libro. Esos monólogos absurdos podrían haber sido escenas significativas entre los protagonistas.

Abril Pérez

Buen plot, buenos tropes y mucho potencial. El enemies to lovers con male yearning siempre engancha, pero creo que le faltó desarrollo tanto al MMC como a su relación con la protagonista. El libro empezó con una dinámica muy atractiva y atrapante, misterio, confusión, ganas de entender al MMC, pero a mitad del libro se torció hacia algo predictivo, aburrido y con falta de profundidad emocional.

La autora le dio más prioridad al desarrollo de la FMC y el ámbito profesional de ella, el 40% del libro habla de Marie Curie y chistes relacionados, y la verdad, siento que eso le quitó mucho atractivo al libro. Esos monólogos absurdos podrían haber sido escenas significativas entre los protagonistas.

From the New York Times bestselling author of The Love Hypothesis comes a new STEMinist rom-com in which a scientist is forced to work on a project with her nemesis—with explosive results.

Like an avenging, purple-haired Jedi bringing balance to the mansplained universe, Bee Königswasser lives by a simple code: What would Marie Curie do? If NASA offered her the lead on a neuroengineering project—a literal dream come true after years scraping by on the crumbs of academia—Marie would accept without hesitation. Duh. But the mother of modern physics never had to co-lead with Levi Ward.
 
Sure, Levi is attractive in a tall, dark, and piercing-eyes kind of way. And sure, he caught her in his powerfully corded arms like a romance novel hero when she accidentally damseled in distress on her first day in the lab. But Levi made his feelings toward Bee very clear in grad school—archenemies work best employed in their own galaxies far, far away.
 
Now, her equipment is missing, the staff is ignoring her, and Bee finds her floundering career in somewhat of a pickle. Perhaps it’s her occipital cortex playing tricks on her, but Bee could swear she can see Levi softening into an ally, backing her plays, seconding her ideas…devouring her with those eyes. And the possibilities have all her neurons firing. But when it comes time to actually make a move and put her heart on the line, there’s only one question that matters: What will Bee Königswasser do?

siinsiiin

La protagonista me hizo enojar mucho, y después me hizo llorar mucho, el amor es complicado 

Jazmín Mejía

The last 50 pages of this book are crazy.

Chloé Dupèré

Sweet and silly, had me stressed at times, a solid Reylo book.

Lexi

Al igual que "The Love Hypothesis" fue un libro bastante fácil de leer y eso es lo que me gusta de Ali. Aunque hubieron algunos giros en la trama que no me parecieron tan necesarios como el supuesto villano, disfrute su lectura en mis tiempos libres. Nuevamente, me gustó la dinámica de los personajes y el Levi <3

Yoli

The phrase “I want to inject her into my veins” made me want to call the cops

Emilie Fournier

Kate W

LOOOOOOOVED the narrator for this novel omg she made the whole book sound so dynamic and full of charisma, like everything was coming straight from her and she wasn’t reading a single thing! also her little kid voice and levi voice were tooooo good she sounded like a totally different person! starting to realize that many of ali hazelwood’s books are just vvvv similar for obvious reasons (that reason being that they’re all reylo fanfic lol), but as someone who does enjoy sometimes reading the same dynamics and circumstances over and over again, i can’t bring myself to be too mad abt it. i like how even tho bee was sooooo oblivious, when she broke it to levi that she didn’t think she was in a relationship w him, it didn’t lead to ridiculous miscommunication where levi actually believes her and runs off upset; instead, levi knows her so well that he recognizes the fear in her of being left behind and knows her feelings for him are real even tho what she’s saying isn’t matching that haha. also, just love myself a yearning / pining man sm, and ali hazelwood writes those so so well 🙏 as always w published books that used to be star wars fic, i think attempts to weave in actual canon plot points make the story a liiiiiittle convoluted (cough whatwasupwguy cough) but at least this wasn’t the worst offender i’ve read, and it still came off fairly natural if not still suddenly rly intense lol. overall a rly good time!

lucia

It’s giving the best sides of millennial, but the worst fashion of 2015

Tiana holt

Kate

This book made my STEM girly self very happy :) The Love Hypothesis is still my favorite, but Love on the Brain made my love for Ali Hazelwood grow even more <3

Alyssa Derr

It was a nice book, la misma formula de the love hyphotesis y le funciona muy bien.

Liam al principio me pareció bien comemierda, la verdad, pero no estaba mal.

Scarlett

It was a nice book, la misma formula de the love hyphotesis y le funciona muy bien.

Liam al principio me pareció bien comemierda, la verdad, pero no estaba mal.

Madii

It's good. Nothing I would nitpick. I enjoyed it in a sense that I found it a relaxing read. No dramas or anything, just.. plain peaceful. 5/5 😌

nany

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL COUPLE, I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

Sarah

Ali Hazelwood does it again I just love her STEM women even though I have no knowledge of science or anything, her witty writing never seems to bore in any of the pages loved every page in the book. Can’t wait for the next one in June

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