Dreamscape

Finally it’s here! The first of my dream-story-posts! :)

DeviantArt ~Pestilence

The alarms wailed their warning as the storm rapidly approached the city. Rain had begun to pour increasingly a couple of hours ago, and now people were being evacuated in buses before the streets flooded and became impassable. The streets were however already overflowing with people. An atmosphere of barely contained hysteria permeated the air as I stepped out of my house. I thought it was all a disaster waiting to happen.

The people were being ushered into buses, and  when my turn came I sat beside classmates all drenched and cold. The bus made its way slowly to the city’s border, down a road that ran parallel to the sea. The waves were terrible in their fury, pounding against the cliffs. I screamed as one managed to pour over them and hit our bus, making it collide with a barrier on the other side of the road. It was impossible to leave the city this way, and so the bus turned to take us back.

DeviantArt ~Meral

It dropped us off in a public plaza, where apparently everyone was being told to return to their homes once again because the evacuation couldn’t be completed. I had already decided to go home, and without saying goodbye to my friends I started walking away, except I felt a hand on my shoulder.

Turning I see it’s him. Him whom I’ve known and liked forever, yet never had the audacity to tell. Telling me good luck, he walks away. But I stand there, at a crossroads looking at his retreating back, knowing that if I don’t say anything, it’ll be the last time I see him.

I call out to him, and he stops.

I call out again, louder this time, and he turns.

I run to him and stand before him for a minute before asking, “What are you doing right now?”

DeviantArt ~Midnight Rain

Taking my hand, he smiles. “Waiting for you,” he says, and I just know that I’ve made the right choice. 

We walk down the road together.

Waiting On Wednesday (3)

Waiting on Wednesday is the weekly event, hosted at Breaking the Spine, that spotlights upcoming releases that we're eagerly anticipating.

I am eagerly waiting for... 

Mastiff 

(Beka Cooper, Book 3) 

by Tamora Pierce!

I've been a super fan of Tamora Pierce since I first laid my hands on her Song of the Lioness quartet. After that it was just pure joy reading the rest. And since the series are 3 to 4 books long each well...the fun never ended! Set in the Tortall Universe are Song of the Lioness (quartet), The Immortals (quartet), Protector of the Small (quartet), and Daughter of the Lioness (duology). All are coming-of-age novels and have strong female characters. Really, like I grew up with this stuff and her heroines were like role models to me. 

The Beka Cooper series/trilogy is about the ancestor of George Cooper, who is a main character in the Tortall Universe novels. It's very much like what Cassandra Clare did with her Mortal Instruments series, which now has a past story we can read in The Infernal Devices. Can't wait to read the conclusion to Beka's story!

Summary from Goodreads: 

Beka and her friends will face their greatest and most important challenge ever when the young heir to the kingdom vanishes. They will be sent out of Corus on a trail that appears and disappears, following a twisting road throughout Tortall. It will be her greatest Hunt—if she can survive the very powerful people who do not want her to succeed in her goal.

Teaser Tuesday (3)

 

Teaser Tuesdays is a meme hosted by MizB at Should Be Reading. The rules are very simple and fun:

1.     Grab your current read.

2.    Let the book fall open to a random page. 

3.    Share with us two (2) "teaser" sentences from that page, somewhere between lines 7 and 12. 

4.    You also need to share the title of the book that you're getting your "teaser" from ... that way people can have some great book recommendations if they like the teaser you've given! 

5.    Most importantly... NO spoilers! If the lines that you picked give away too much, then pick another.

My teaser is…

"Ah, my daughter," he said. "Eighteen, and already you've been accused of murder, aided felons, and acquired a death count higher than most guardians will ever see." He paused. "I couldn't be prouder."

~Abe Mazur in Last Sacrifice by Richelle Mead