This is a weekly meme hosted by Freda's Voice
These are the rules:
1. Grab a book, any book.
2. Turn to page 56, or 56% on your eReader.
3. Find any sentence (or a few, just don't spoil it) that grabs you.
4. Post it.
5. Add the URL to your post in the link on Freda's most recent Friday 56 post.
Please join us over at RoseCityReader every Friday to share the first sentence (or so) of the book you are reading, along with your initial thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else the opener inspires. Please remember to include the title of the book and the author’s name.
I am having a really off week. I think the after holiday stuff just kind of threw me off balance. I have a lot going on in my personal life as well. I am still reading the same books I've been reading for a couple weeks now. So, I am going to share my number one favorite Vampire book. And give an honorable mention of a book I want more people to read.
We are in a small room with the vampire, face to face, as he speaks—as he pours out the hypnotic, shocking, moving, and erotically charged confessions of his first two hundred years as one of the living dead.
"I see..." said the vampire thoughtfully, and slowly he walked across the room towards the window.
The first time I read this book I was in 7th grade. And it's been the standard for Vampire books for me since then.
"For what!" Lestat grimaced, so that his face looked like a skull. "For taking me out of school!" He threw up his hands. and let out a terrible roar of desperation. "Damn him! Kill him! he said.
"No!" I said. "You forgive him. Or you kill him yourself. Go on. Kill your own father.
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She was only eleven years old and an orphan, yet the people of Lale's village hated her and drove her into the wilderness. Cast out, she followed her destiny to a place of dark and shadowy purposes, a school for foundling girls in the land of Tamurin. There Lale found affection, sisterhood and a home...and a profession that may cost her everything she loves. Driven by the darkest sorcery, she must conceal the truth of what she truly is...