Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Tuesday Teasers - The Mushy Stuff
I'm halfway through The Philosopher's Stone. Those Dursley's are a dastardly clan! Tell me Harry never has to go back to them! No, don't tell me. I won't have time to finish reading it for a couple of days.
I was surprised that no one guessed all the ZOMBIE novels in last week's teasers.
Yes, the first one is indeed -
1) The Reckonimg by Kelley Armstrong
2) You Are So Dead To Me by Stacey Jay
3) The Forest of Hands and Teeth by Carrie Ryan
This week, we get into the hot and heavy stuff. At least as hot as they let it get in YA fiction.
1) Bryce: My Mom didn't understand why it was so awful that "that cute girl" had held my hand. She thought I should be friends with her. "You like soccer. Why don't you go out there and kick the ball around?"
Because I didn't want to be kicked around, that's why. And although I couldn't say it like that at the time, I still had enough sense at age seven and a half to know that Julianna Baker was dangerous.
Julianna: What did a kiss feel like anyway? Somehow I knew it wouldn't be like the one I got from Mom or Dad at bedtime. The same species, maybe, but a radically different beast. Like a wolf and a whippet. Only science would put them in the same tree. Looking back, I like to think it was at least partly scientific curiosity that made me chase after that kiss, but it was probably more those blue eyes.
(Steamy enough for you?) ;0)
2) What if love is stronger than time?
What if love is stronger than death?
It starts in prehistory. A young man and a young woman fight over a precious jewel. Their time together is short, but the reverberations are lasting.
Years pass. Generations pass. But fate keeps drawing them together. Whenever their paths cross, there is that strange attraction. That unexplainable affinity. That feeling that they have been together before.
Theirs is a love haunted by history. From Egyptian slavery to Greek society. From Massachusetts witch trials to Civil War battlefields. From Paris in the 1930's to the present day. Circumstances will fight them...but a greater force will reunite them. Because some people are meant for each other - no matter how long it takes.
3) I looked at Abra (Mom) standing near my door. A part of me wanted to tell her about Manny. How I was still crazy about him, how he hardly looked at me except to ask about Spanish homework. How I was still insane over him, and had she ever felt like that? Maybe she'd look at me like she did some of the women, grasping both of my hands in hers, looking in my eyes and saying exactly the right thing to make me know it would be all right.
But we didn't have conversations like that. And if I told her, she'd probably go into some big lecture on female-male attraction and how it would fade eventually and that it wasn't love, which was "far more complex and messy than infatuation," as she'd said to me once.
"Boyfriend," I said. "That's the word I believe you want. And no, I don't have one. Significant or otherwise."
Do any of these steamy teen romance reads ring a bell?