Night World 7; Huntress

Av: Lisa Jane Smith

Jez, hennes vapendragare Morgead och deras gäng har alltid sett det som en sport att jaga och döda människor, och varför inte- dom är ju ohyra. Men en natt utlöses ett djupt begravet minne ifrån när Jez var 4 år, där hon mindes den dagen hennes föräldrar blev mördade- hennes vampyrpappa och människomamma. Hon tvingas fly ifrån staden, sitt gäng och hela sitt liv som en Night World människa för att börja leva ett mänskligt liv hos sina släktingar. Men när hon får höra en profetia om att domedagen är nära och att dom enda som kan göra nånting åt det är de fyra Vildkrafterna, vem dom nu är, så åker Jez tillbaka till sitt gamla gäng- men hur ska hon kunna dölja att hon är mänsklig inför de varelser som hatar människor mest av allt. Och speciellt Morgead, som hon älskar..

""Even if we do get out of it, nothing's going to change." She looked up at him. She wasn't frightened of what he might do anymore. The only thing she was frightened of was seeing disgust in his eyes- but she still had to tell him. "I can't be your soulmate, Morgead." [...]
Jez looked at him. Morgead, the vampire's vampire, whose only interest was in seeing the Night World conquer humanity completely. Who was what she had been a year ago, and what she could never be again. Who thought of her as an ally, a descendent of one of the first families of the lamia.
Who thought he loved who he thought she was.
Jez kept looking at him steadily, and when she spoke, it was very quietly. And it was the truth.
"Because I'm a human," she said."

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(Bilden till vänster: den tredje 3 i 1 releasen -09 bilden till höger: originalet från -97)

Night World 6; Soulmate

Av: Lisa Jane Smith



Hannah uppsöker en psykolog efter att ha skrivit lappar hon inte kommer ihåg om en kommande fara. Om inte en ond cirkel blir bruten så kommer hon inte leva till sin 17-års dag som är om bara några veckor. När hon en kväll möter Thierry, lorden över Night World, som påstår att dom är själsfränder och har varit det under de flesta av Hannahs livstider så börjar Hannahs drömma och minnas tillbaka till alla liv hon levt på jorden- alla har innehållt Thierry och alla har slutat med döden innan Hannahs 17-års dag.

""I remember... that we were meant for each other. That we're"- she came up with the words slowly- "soulmates."
"Yes," he whispered. Awe was softening his features, changing his eyes. The desperate sadness that seemed so much a part of them was lightening. [...]
They were supporting each other now, Hannah kneeling on the porch and Thierry holding her with one knee on a step.
Their faces were inches apart. Hannah found herself watching his mouth.
"So what happened?" she whispered.
In the same tone, without moving back, he whispered, "I screwed up."
"Oh." [...]
And now she could feel his warm breath. If she leaned forward just an inch her top lip would touch his bottom lip.
Hannah leaned forward.
"Wait-" he said.
That was a mistake, saying it out loud. It moved his lips against hers, turning it from a touch into a kiss."

(Bilden till vänster: den andra 3 i 1 releasen -08 bilden till höger: originalet från -97)

Twilight (Om jag kunde drömma)

Av: Stephenie Meyer

Första boken i Twilightserien.

När Bella Swan flyttar till Forks, den minsta, regnigaste hålan på USA's yta förväntar hon sig den tråkigaste tiden i sitt liv. Men redan första skoldagen när hon ser Edward Cullen och hans familj; deras kritvita hy, bländande skönhet och ögon som tycks ändra färg för var dag som går så blir hon indragen i en värld hon aldrig kunde ana fanns och med så starka känslor att ingenting kommer någonsin bli sig likt igen.

""I'm here... which, roughly translated, means I would rather die than stay away from you." I frowned. "I'm an idiot."
"You are an idiot," he agreed with a laugh. Our eyes met, and I laughed, too. We laughed together at the idiocy and sheer impossibility of such a moment.
"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb..." he murmured.
I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.
"What a stupid lamb," I sighed.
"What a sick, masochistic lion.""

""I was thinking there was something I wanted to try." And he took my face in his hands again.
I couldn't breathe.
He hesitated- not in the normal way, the human way.
Not the way a man might hesitate before he kissed a woman, to gauge her reaction, to see how he would be received. [...]
Edward hesitated to test himself, to see if this was safe, to make sure he was still in control of his need.
And then his cold, marble lips pressed very softly against mine."

"He pressed his cool lips delicately to my forehead, and the room spun. The smell of his breath made it impossible to think.
"Shall I explain how you are tempting me?" he said. It was clearly a rhetorical question. His finger traced slowly down my spine, his breath coming more quickly against my skin. My hands were limp on his chest, and I felt lightheaded again. He tilted his head slowly and touched his cool lips to mine for the second time, very carefully, parting them slightly.
And then I collapsed."



(Bilden till höger: Twilight -05
Bilden längst ner: Kristen Stewart som Bella & Robert Pattinson som Edward i Twilightfilmen -08)