Teaser Tuesday November 26th 2013
Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:
~Grab your current read
~Open to a random page
~Share two (2) "teaser" sentences from somewhere on the page
~BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! ( make sure that what you share doesn't give away too much away! You don't want to ruin the book for others!)
~Share the title & author too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR lists if they like your teasers!
Drink, Slay, Love
by Sarah Beth Durst
(Goodreads)
Teaser
She had a full, solid reflection, not the hint of one that she’d seen at the Dairy Hut. Whatever that unicorn had done to her … What had he done? And why? She had to catch him. Even if he couldn’t talk, he could pound his hoof yes or no. She’d throttle the answers out of him, if necessary.
She wished she knew more about unicorns. It was impossible to hunt something when she didn’t know its habits or habitats. She wondered if anyone did. If so … well, she was in a library.
New goal in mind, Pearl strode out of the bathroom without a backward glance at the mirror. She crossed to the computer, brought up a search on the keyword “unicorn,” and then headed to the folklore section. She immediately began pulling out book after book. Dropping down to sit cross-legged in the aisle, she flipped through them.
After fifteen minutes of this, she decided it was pointless. No book was going to conveniently fall open to just the page she needed. After all, unicorns were supposed to be mythical. Like vampires.
Feeling like an idiot, she left the pile of books on the floor. All she’d learned was that unicorns had a thing for virgin girls. Also, judging by the plethora of tapestries, medieval people had a lot of spare time on their hands.
What are you reading?
Drink, Slay, Loveby Sarah Beth Durst
(Goodreads)
Teaser
She had a full, solid reflection, not the hint of one that she’d seen at the Dairy Hut. Whatever that unicorn had done to her … What had he done? And why? She had to catch him. Even if he couldn’t talk, he could pound his hoof yes or no. She’d throttle the answers out of him, if necessary.
She wished she knew more about unicorns. It was impossible to hunt something when she didn’t know its habits or habitats. She wondered if anyone did. If so … well, she was in a library.
New goal in mind, Pearl strode out of the bathroom without a backward glance at the mirror. She crossed to the computer, brought up a search on the keyword “unicorn,” and then headed to the folklore section. She immediately began pulling out book after book. Dropping down to sit cross-legged in the aisle, she flipped through them.
After fifteen minutes of this, she decided it was pointless. No book was going to conveniently fall open to just the page she needed. After all, unicorns were supposed to be mythical. Like vampires.
Feeling like an idiot, she left the pile of books on the floor. All she’d learned was that unicorns had a thing for virgin girls. Also, judging by the plethora of tapestries, medieval people had a lot of spare time on their hands.
What are you reading?
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