Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:
- Grab your current read
- Open to a random page
- Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
- BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
- Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!
I swore I would never try to read two books at the same time again. Silly me, that was 2 times ago. I think I’m getting used to it now. I just have to pace myself. What can I say? There are just too many good books out that to read and I have too many of them on my TBR list.
My first TT featured read this week is Wolfsbane. I was lucky enough to win it in the January Bout-of-Books from Amber @ Down the Rabbit Hole. Even though I have several other books begging to be read, I just couldn’t wait to start. Here’s a teaser from near the beginning:
I bristled when I saw her other hand resting on Shay’s arm. Jealousy’s bite startled me, and its teeth sank in deeply. I didn’t want any other girl touching him. He was mine.
Shay lifted his head as if he’d heard my thoughts. But when he turned, I realized that he’d recognized my scent. The thought made my skin hum and I found myself running to meet him, casting the dark-haired girl a menacing look as I pushed past her.
My second read this week comes from a brand new release. I’ve been a fan of Heather Killough-Walden since I fell in love with her Big Bad Wolf Series. I was sad when I found out that The Hunt would be the last book in the series. Imagine my excitement when I found out that her newest release, The Vampire King, was the first book in a spin off series from the Big Bad Wolf Series? Guess who was first in line for a review copy? This teaser is from early in the book as well:
Now, as she hugged her small body against the damp gloom of the horrible space that had become her waking nightmare, she felt a wretched anguish poke at her outer casing. That casing had become fragile and thin, like the shell of any egg. Any second now, any god-awful minute now, one of those tap-tap-taps would break through, and she would crack. Just like that.