Безсмъртните: Синя Луна; Страната на сенките; Night Star; Everlasting

Втората книга от "Безсмъртните" скоро ще бъде по книжарниците.

Резюмето:

Безсмъртната Евър навлиза в мрачния, изкусителен свят на своя любим – Деймън, и се учи да овладява новите си способности, когато се случва нещо ужасно. Докато силите на Евър растат, Деймън започва да губи своите, покосен от мистериозна болест, която засяга паметта, идентичността и живота му.
Решена да го спаси, Евър пътува до мистичното измерение Съмърленд не само за да разкрие тайните от вековния живот на Деймън, но и за да проучи Хрониките на Акаша, които ще й дадат отговори за миналото и бъдещето... и за промяната им.
Настъпването на Синя луна – второто пълнолуние в рамките на един месец, дава на Евър рядката възможност да постигне нещо невероятно.
Но кое да избере – да се върне назад във времето и да предотврати катастрофата, в която загива семейството й, или да спаси Деймън, който се състарява с всеки изминал ден и е загубил способностите си?

Звучи наистина гадно. Мразя тъжните книги, но пък в същото време много ги обичам! Тази определено ще бъде много по-интересна от първата!
Излиза на 10 май и за конкурс посетете http://aworldiwouldlovetolivein.blogspot.com/

Надявам се да си права

Много хубава книга, но много гаден финал!!

Е, да, финалът е ужасен. Книгата е наистина добра. Има нещо, което й липсва - нещо мъничко, но не мога да определя какво. Но като цяло книгата си заслужава да се прочете, защото наистина е завладяваща и е от тези, които не можеш да оставиш, докато не я прочетеш.

Книгата много ми хареса,но ми стана адски гадно накрая надявам се в третата част всичко да се оправи.

Изтеглете цялата история: http://www.mediafire.com/?l6xm13c6x0xa10c
ТУК можете да прочетете и част от 4-та книга.

znaete li koga izliza 3 tata kniga

bebefonka написа:nqkoi znae li koga izliza3-tata kniga na alisan noel ?

Скоро.
ПП Моля те, пиши в съответните теми И не пускай две еднакви съобщения, няма никакъв смисъл Благодаря!

Хм, аз мисля, че и двете са хубави
Даше нашата превъзхожда малко, защото има лъскаво: нали знаете тези извити рисунки дето са лъскави и гладки? Като гланц. На оригиналната няма такова нещо!

"Вечна", първата книга, ми хареса наистина много, ама за "Синя луна" малко се колебая... Струва ли си?

Да! Разбира се, че си струва! Там нещата се извъртат на 360 градуса. А за "страната на сенките"... тук вече трябва да питаме paju4eto- все пак тя я превежда

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Darkflame
Out October 2010

Extract from Darkflame

“What the fug?”

Haven drops her cupcake, the one with the pink frosting, red sprinkles, and silver skirt. Her heavily made-up eyes searching mine as I glance around the busy plaza and cringe. Instantly regretting my decision to come here, foolish enough to think a trip to her favourite cupcake place on a nice summer day would be the best place to break the news. Like that little strawberry cake would somehow sweeten the message. But now I’m just wishing we’d stayed in the car.

“Inside voice. Please.” I aim for a light delivery but end up sounding like a cranky old schoolmarm instead. Watching as she leans forward, tucks her long, platinum-streaked bangs back behind her ear, and squints.

“Excuse me? But are you for real? I mean, here you drop a major bomb on me—and I mean major—as in my ears are still ringing and my head is still spinning and I kind of need you to repeat it just to make sure you really did say what I think—and your only concern is that I’m talking too loud? Are you kidding me?”

I shake my head and glance all around, slipping into full-on damage control mode as I lower my voice and say, “It’s just—nobody can know. It’s got to remain secret. It’s imperative,” I urge, realizing too late that I’m talking to the one person who’s never been able to keep anyone’s secret, much less her own.

She rolls her eyes and slams back in her seat, muttering under her breath as I take a moment to study her closely, dismayed to see the signs already present: her pale skin is luminous, clear, practically poreless as well, while her wavy brown hair with the blond streak in front is as shiny and glossy as a high-end shampoo ad. Even her teeth have gone straighter, whiter, and I can’t help but wonder how this happened so quickly, with only a few sips of elixir, when it took so much longer for me.

My eyes continue to graze over her as I take a deep breath and dive in. Foregoing my usual promise not to eavesdrop on my friend’s innermost thoughts, while I strain to get a better look, a glimpse of her energy, the words she’s not sharing—sure that if snooping ever was warranted, it’s now.

But instead of my usual front-row seat, I’m met by a rock-solid wall that bars me from entering. Even after I casually slide my hand forward and tap my fingertips against hers, feigning interest in the silver skull ring she wears, I get nothing.

Her future is hidden from me.

“This is just so—” She swallows hard and looks around, taking in the bubbling fountain, the young mum pushing a stroller while yelling into her cell phone, the group of girls exiting a swim shop with armfuls of bags—looking just about anywhere but at me.

“I know it’s a lot to take in—but still—” I shrug, knowing I’ve got to make a better case but not quite sure how to do it.

“A lot to take in? Is that how you see it?” She shakes her head and drums her fingers against the armrest of her green metal chair as her gaze slowly sweeps over me.

I sigh, wishing I’d handled this better, wishing I could do something to make it go away, but it’s too late for that. I’ve no choice but to deal with this mess that I made. “I guess I was hoping that’s how you’d see it.” I shrug. “Crazy. I know.”

She takes a deep breath, face so still, so placid, it’s impossible to read, and I’m just about to speak, just about to start begging forgiveness, when she says, “Seriously? You made me an immortal? Like—for reals?”

I nod, stomach a jumble of nerves as I sit up straighter and pull my shoulders back, bracing for the blow that’s surely headed my way. Knowing that what ever she gives, be it verbal or physical, I’ve no choice but to take it. I deserve nothing less for wrecking her life as she knows it.

“I’m just—” She sucks in her breath and blinks several times, her aura invisible, offering no clue to her mood, now that I’ve made her like me. “Well—I’m in a total state of shock. I mean, seriously. I don’t even know what to say.”

I press my lips together and drop my hands to my lap, worrying the crystal horse shoe bracelet I always wear as I clear my throat and say, “Haven, listen, I’m so sorry. So— very—very—sorry. You have no idea. I just—” I shake my head, knowing I should cut to the chase but feeling like I need to explain my side of things— the impossible choice I was forced to make—how it felt to see her so pale, so helpless, teetering on the verge of death, every shallow breath quite possibly her last—

But before I can even begin she leans toward me, eyes wide and fixed on mine. “Are you insane?” She shakes her head. “You’re actually apologizing, when I’m just sitting here, so psyched, so totally gobsmacked, I can’t even imagine how I’ll ever repay you!”

Huh?

“I mean, this is just so fugging cool!” She grins, bouncing up and down in her seat, face lighting up like a thousandwatt bulb. “It’s seriously the coolest fugging thing that’s ever happened to me—and I owe it all to you!”

I gulp, nervously glancing around, unsure how to react. This is not what I expected. Not what I prepared for. Though it’s pretty much exactly what Damen warned me about.

Damen—my best friend—my soul mate—the love of my lives. My amazingly gorgeous, sexy, smart, talented, patient, and understanding boyfriend who knew this would happen and begged to come along for this very reason. But I was too stubborn. Insisting I do it alone. I’m the one who turned her—I’m the one who made her drink the elixir—so I’m the one who should explain. Only it’s not going at all like I thought. Not even close.

“I mean, it’s like being a vampire, right? Minus the bloodsucking?” Her sparkling eyes eagerly search mine. “Oh, and without all the coffins and sun avoidance too!” Her voice rises with glee. “This is so amazing—like a dream come true! Everything I’ve ever wanted has finally happened! I’m a vampire! A beautiful vampire—but without all the gruesome side effects!”

“You’re not a vampire,” I say, voice dull, listless, wondering how it got to this point. “There’s no such thing.”

Nope, no vampires, no werewolves, no elves, no fairies—just immortals, whose ranks, thanks to Roman and me, are quickly multiplying...

“And how can you be sure of that?” Haven asks, brow raised.

“Because Damen’s been around a lot longer than I have,” I say. “And he’s never met one—or met anyone who’s met one. We figure the vampire legends all stem from immortals, only with a few big distortions—like the bloodsucking, not being able to go out in sunlight, and the whole being allergic to garlic thing.” I lean toward her. “It’s all been added on for extra drama.”

“Interesting.” She nods, though her mind is clearly elsewhere. “Can I still eat cupcakes?” She motions toward the dented strawberry mess, one side caved in, flattened against its cardboard container, while the other side remains fluffy, begging to be eaten. “Or is there something else I’m supposed to—” Eyes going wide, giving me no time to reply before she slaps the table and squeals, “Omigod—it’s that juice, isn’t it? That red stuff you and Damen always drink! That’s it, huh? So, what are you waiting for! Hand it over already, let’s make it official—I can’t wait to get started!”

“I didn’t bring any,” I say, seeing her face drop in disappointment as I rush to explain. “Listen, I know you think it sounds really cool and all—and some of it is, there’s no doubt about that. I mean, you’ll never grow old, never get zits or split ends, you’ll never have to work out, and you might even grow taller—who knows? But there’s other stuff too—stuff you need to know—stuff I have to explain in order to—” My words are halted by the sight of her jumping out of her chair so quickly and gracefully she’s like a cat—yet another immortality side effect.

Hopping from foot to foot as she says, “Please. What’s to know? If I can jump higher, run faster, never age or fade away—what else could I possibly need? Sounds like I’m good to go for the rest of eternity.”

I glance around nervously, determined to curb her enthusiasm before she does something crazy—something that’ll draw the kind of attention we cannot afford. “Haven, please. Sit. This is serious. There’s more to explain. A lot more,” I whisper, the words harsh, brutal, but having no effect whatsoever. She just stands there before me, shaking her head and refusing to budge. So drunk on her new immortal power she skips past defiant and heads straight for belligerent.

“Everything is serious with you, Ever. Every—single—thing you say and do is just so dang serious. I mean, seriously, you hand me the keys to the kingdom then demand I stay put so you can warn me about the dark side? How crazy is that?” She rolls her eyes. “Come on, unclench a little, would ya? Let me try it out, take it for a test drive, see what I’m capable of. I’ll even race you! First one to make it from the curb to the library wins!”

I shake my head and sigh, wishing I didn’t have to do it, but knowing a little telekinesis is in order. It’s the only thing that’ll put an end to all this and show her who’s really in charge around here. Narrowing my eyes, I focus hard on her chair, driving it across the pavers so fast it buckles her knees and forces her to sit.

“Hey—that hurt!” She rubs her leg and glares.

But I just shrug. She’s immortal, it’s not like she’ll bruise. Besides, there’s plenty more to explain and not enough time if she continues like this, so I lean toward her, making sure I have her full attention when I say, “Trust me, you can’t play the game if you don’t know the rules. And if you don’t know the rules, someone’s bound to get hurt.”

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