Teaser Tuesday is a weekly
meme hosted by MizB from Should Be Reading. Anyone can
play along! Just do the
following:
- Grab your current read.
- Open to a random page.
- Share (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, so others can add to their TBR list if they like your teasers.
Our Teasers This Week. . .
“The punishments my parents dish out aren’t worth the
rebellion,” he says with a shudder, as if he’s picturing being waterboarded or
having toes chopped off or something. He’s an adult and his parents still
punish him? Uh, he really needs to get a life. Of course, I’m only two months
away from being eighteen and I’m doing my father’s bidding, so who am I to
judge?
-from page 72, Daynight
"Unless I’d felt that mind-blowing, world-altering connection
with her, I wouldn’t have even considered it. If I’m going to be with someone
forever, she’s got to be the one and only, you know. And this girl is, no
question,” he says. “She’s all I can think about.”
-from page 72, Daynight by Megan Thomason
Then I
smelled it. Something smelled amazing— hot and sweet and delicious.
Was Heath
wearing new cologne? One of those weird pheromone things that are supposed to
attract women like a big genetically engineered bug zapper? I didn’t realize
how close I was to him until he stood up straight and our bodies were almost
pressed together. He looked down at me, a question in his eyes.
I didn’t back away from him. I should have. I
would have before . . . but not now. Not today.
“Zo?” he
said softly, his voice deep and husky.
“You smell
really good,” I couldn’t stop myself from saying. My heart was pounding so loud
that I could hear its echo in my throbbing temples.
“Zoey, I’ve
really missed you. We need to get back together. You know I really love you.”
He reached up to touch my face and both of us noticed the blood that smeared
the palm of his hand.
It was like one of those dreams where you try to scream and it takes several tries to make a sound. "Captain Byrne!" Her voice seemed small against the howl of the fire. She pointed. "It is a fire. Look."
-from page 32, The Demon King
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