by Julia King
Release Date:
08/12/13
Summary from
Goodreads:
Seventeen-year-old Pierre Rousseaux witnesses a
young girl take a near fatal plunge off Pont Neuf Bridge into the freezing
water of the River Seine in Paris, France. After diving into the racing river
himself, he is able to rescue her from a watery death, but only after her head
is bashed into the river wall. Upon reviving her from unconsciousness, Pierre
realizes she doesn’t remember her past at all.
The girl struggles to recall anything from before she may have tried to commit suicide, not only once but possibly twice. The few glimpses into her life are discovered through dreams that can only suggest her past was horrific and jaded by intense anger.
Her memories may force her to lose everything she has grown to adore, especially the boy she loves more than anything in the world: Pierre.
The girl, Félicité Moreau, must decide if the life she desires is enough to make things from her past right. Pierre struggles to resolve if Félicité means enough to him that he will fight for her, regardless of her past and despite his own personal demons.
This is Julia King’s debut paranormal novel—a Horrific Love Story.
The girl struggles to recall anything from before she may have tried to commit suicide, not only once but possibly twice. The few glimpses into her life are discovered through dreams that can only suggest her past was horrific and jaded by intense anger.
Her memories may force her to lose everything she has grown to adore, especially the boy she loves more than anything in the world: Pierre.
The girl, Félicité Moreau, must decide if the life she desires is enough to make things from her past right. Pierre struggles to resolve if Félicité means enough to him that he will fight for her, regardless of her past and despite his own personal demons.
This is Julia King’s debut paranormal novel—a Horrific Love Story.
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Excerpt 1:
“An eager
expression painted itself handsomely on his face. He leaned in until his lips
reached hers. Their mouths moved gracefully. Pierre picked Félicité up with
ease, placing her on his lap. His arms wrapped around her small frame. Her left
arm found its home around his shoulder and the other framed his strong jaw
line. He played with the long curls that cascaded down her back. They could’ve
kissed for hours and not felt as though any time had passed. It would’ve been
treason to steal this moment away from them.”
This sounds very intense and very cool.
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