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I have to say that due to some changes in my life recently, I might not post for a long while. I have not read in some time and adulting life is catching up with me now that I graduated. I promise that soon I will find a pace and start to blog again. For now, everything that is being posted was scheduled from a long time ago. See ya!

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Teaser Tuesday [11]

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 “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!); and share the title & author, too, so that other people can add the book to their TBR lists if they like your teasers.

Charley Davidson #11
ELEVENTH GRAVE IN MOONLIGHT
by: Darynda Jones
Read on April 7th, 2017

A typical day in the life of Charley Davidson involves cheating husbands, missing people, errant wives, philandering business owners, and oh yeah . . . demons, hell hounds, evil gods, and dead people. Lots and lots of dead people.

As a part time Private Investigator and full-time Grim Reaper, Charley has to balance the good, the bad, the undead, and those who want her dead.

Now Charley is learning to make peace with the fact that she is a goddess with all kinds of power and that her own daughter has been born to save the world from total destruction. The forces of hell are determined to see Charley banished forever to the darkest corners of another dimension but with the son of Satan himself as her husband, maybe Charley can find a way to have her happily ever after after all.

MY TEASER
"So?" she asked.
"So?" I asked back.
"How'd it go?"
"Not horridly, is that's what you're implying. But I didn't get to say good-bye to Alexander Skarsgard."
"Don't tell me. A chair?"
"No."
"An end table?"
"No."
"A floor lamp with really nice curves?"
"A couch."
"Ah."
"Seriously, Cook, if stealing weren't illegal, I would've taken him home with me. And slept on him. And possibly licked him." Parting was such sweet sorrow.
"Well, you've licked worse."
"Why? What have you heard?"
I just have only one thing to say: READ THIS SERIES.

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