Falling for the fallen...
For Nora Grey, romance was never part of the plan.
Not until Patch came along. With his easy smile and eyes that seem to see inside her,
Nora is drawn to him against her better judgement.
But after a series of terrifying encounters,
Nora isn´t sure if she can trust him.
Patch seems to be everywhere she is and to know more about her than her closest friends.
And when she tries to seek answers, she discovers she is right in the middle
of a centuries-old battle between the immortal and the fallen... And it´s time to take sides.
Det finns bara ett ord som kan beskriva denna bok ganska rättvist, UNDERBAR!
En av de bästa böckerna jag läst!
(I samma nivå som Vampire Academy och House of night till och med)
Anledningen till att övertexten är på engelska är att jag läste boken på orginalspråket (Vilket är engelska)
Den var otroligt bra skriven och man tänker inte ens på att den inte är på svenska eftersom den är så otroligt bra. Jag varnar er också, den är helt omöjlig att lägga ned när man väl börjat läsa! Jag började på den i förrgår och läste ut den imorse. Tur att jag fick hela serien i julklapp för annars hade jag varit i bokhandeln och köpt de resterande just nu:) Jag rekomenderar denna bok starkt till alla övernaturligt-älskare där ute! Lite annorlunda eftersom man förväntar sig att det ska dyka upp ett par blodtörstiga vampyrer i vilket kapitel som helst:) (Vilket inte händer eftersom denna bok handlar om änglar)
Jag skulle kunna skriva flera sidor om hur bra denna bok var, men då skulle ni nog tröttna på mig så ni får ett litet stycke ur boken istället:
"He waited a few counts before answering. His voice was low, emotions untreceable.
"You know I´m hiding things." There was a question attatched to it.
I knew Patch lived a life of closed doors and harbored secrets.
I wasn´t presumptuous enough to think even half of the revolved around me. Patch lived a different life outside the one he shared with me. More then once I´d speculated what his other life might be like.
I always got the feeling that the less I know about it, the better.
My lip wobbled. "Give me a reason to trust you."
Patch sat on the corner of the bed, the mattress sinking under his weight.
He bent forward, resting his forearms on his knees.
His scars were in full view, the candlelight dancing eerie shadows across their surface.
The muscles in his back heightened, then relaxed.
"Go ahead," he said quietly. "Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn´t."
Suddenly i wasn´t so sure I wanted this. On almost every level, Patch terrified me.
But deep down, I didn´t think he was going to kill me. I that was what he wanted, he would have done it already. I glanced at his gruesome scars.
Trusting Patch felt a lot more comfortable than slipping into his past again and having no idea what I might find. But if I backed out now, Patch would know I was terrified of him.
He was opening one of the closed doors just for me and only because I´d asked for it.
I couldn´t make a request this heavy, then change my mind.
" I won´t get trapped there forever, will I?" I asked.
Patch gave a short laugh. "No"
Summoning my courage, I sat on the bed beside him.
For the second time tonight, my finger brushed the peaked ridge of his scar.
A hazy gray crowded my vision, working from the edges in.
The lights went out."
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