Je la trouve sublime cette couverture !!
nouvel extrait à la fin
Synopsis :
The noise between Patch and Nora is gone. They've overcome the secrets riddled in Patch's dark past...bridged two irreconcilable worlds...faced heart-wrenching tests of betrayal, loyalty and trust...and all for a love that will transcend the boundary between heaven and earth. Armed with nothing but their absolute faith in one another, Patch and Nora enter a desperate fight to stop a villain who holds the power to shatter everything they've worked for—and their love—forever.
Citations : Source Lilie (blog)
Becca Fitzpatrick a tweeté 4 petites citations de ce tome que voici :
- A thread of smoke coiled up from the tip of the feather.
- “I think Dabria is a narcissist and an egomaniac. Best to stay away.”
- “You laugh, but you haven't seen me in a tux," Scott said.
- Patch leaned on the banister dressed in a tailored black suit and silver tie.
Et Becca a ajouté : And now I have to get back to work. Still haven't found the perfect dress for Vee. I'm thinking purple sequins...
Et maintenant une petite traduction en français faite par Lilie:
Et maintenant une petite traduction en français faite par Lilie:
- Une volute de fumée s'enroulait autour de la pointe de la plume.
- "Je pense que Dabria est une narcissique et une égocentrique. Le mieux est de rester à l'écart. "
- "Tu peux rire, mais tu ne m'as pas encore vu dans un smoking", dit Scott.
- Patch s'appuyait contre la balustrade vêtu d'un costume sur-mesure noir et d'une cravate argentée.
Et Becca a ajouté Et maintenant je dois me
remettre au travail. Je n'ai toujours pas trouvé la robe parfaite pour Vee. Je pense à des sequins violets ..
Et voici un petit extrait :
He closed the distance between us, and just when I thought he'd drawn me against him, he stopped, holding himself in check. I exhaled, trying not to cry. He leaned his elbow on the door jam, just above my ear. He smelled so devastatingly familiar, soap and spice, the heady scent bringing back a rush of memories so pleasurable, it only made the current moment that much more difficult to bear. I was seized by the desire to touch him. To trace my hands over his skin, to feel his arms tighten securely around me. I wanted him to nuzzle my neck, his whisper to tickle my ear as he said private words that belonged only to me. I wanted him near, so near, with no thought of letting go.
"This isn't over," I said. "After everything we've been through, you don't get the right to brush me off. I'm not letting you off that easily." I wasn't sure if it was a threat, my last stab at defiance, or irrational words spoken straight from my splintered heart.
"I want to protect you," Patch said quietly.
He stood so close. All strength and heat and silent power. I couldn't escape him, now or ever. He'd always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands; I was drawn to him by forces I couldn't control, let alone escape.
"But you didn't."
Et voici un petit extrait :
He closed the distance between us, and just when I thought he'd drawn me against him, he stopped, holding himself in check. I exhaled, trying not to cry. He leaned his elbow on the door jam, just above my ear. He smelled so devastatingly familiar, soap and spice, the heady scent bringing back a rush of memories so pleasurable, it only made the current moment that much more difficult to bear. I was seized by the desire to touch him. To trace my hands over his skin, to feel his arms tighten securely around me. I wanted him to nuzzle my neck, his whisper to tickle my ear as he said private words that belonged only to me. I wanted him near, so near, with no thought of letting go.
"This isn't over," I said. "After everything we've been through, you don't get the right to brush me off. I'm not letting you off that easily." I wasn't sure if it was a threat, my last stab at defiance, or irrational words spoken straight from my splintered heart.
"I want to protect you," Patch said quietly.
He stood so close. All strength and heat and silent power. I couldn't escape him, now or ever. He'd always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands; I was drawn to him by forces I couldn't control, let alone escape.
"But you didn't."


