Mirando por el blog de la autora he visto que había publicado en primer capítulo de Tentada en Inglés, asi que las que hablen el idioma ya tendrán un pequeño avance de lo que las espera en diciembre :)
Además mencionar que el título del septimo libro será BURNED (=Quemada)
TEMPTED
Chapter One
The night sky over Tulsa was alight with a magical crescent moon. Itsbrilliance made the ice that coated the city, and the Benedictine Abbeywhere we’d just had our showdown with a fallen immortal and arogue High Priestess, shimmer so that everything around me seemedtouched by our Goddess. I looked at the moonlight-bathed circlethat stood in front of Mary’s Grotto, the place of power where notlong ago Spirit, Blood, Earth, Humanity, and Night had been personifiedand then had joined to triumph over hatred and darkness.The carved image of Mary, surrounded by stone roses and nestledwithin a ledge high in the grotto, appeared to be a beacon for the silverlight. I stared at the statue. Mary’s expression was serene; her ice coveredcheeks glistened as if she wept in quiet joy.My gaze lifted to the sky. Thank you. I sent a silent prayer up to thebeautiful crescent that symbolized my Goddess, Nyx. We’re alive.Kalona and Neferet are gone.“Thank you,” I whispered to the moon.Listen within . . .The words swept through me, subtle and sweet like leaves touchedby a summer breeze, brushing my consciousness so lightly that mywaking mind barely registered them, yet Nyx’s whispered commandimprinted itself into my soul.I was vaguely aware that there were a lot of people (well, nuns,fledglings, and a few vampyres) around me. I could hear the mixtureof shouting, talking, crying, and even laughing that filled the night,but it all felt distant. At that moment the only things that were real tome were the moon above and the scar that sliced from one shoulderall the way across my chest to the other shoulder. It tingled in responseto my silent prayer, but it wasn’t a tingle of pain. Not really. Itwas a familiar warm, prickling sensation that assured me Nyx had,once again, Marked me as hers. I knew if I peeked under the neck ofmy shirt I would find a new tattoo decorating that long, angrylookingscar with an exotic filigree of sapphire—a sign that proved Iwas following my Goddess’s path.“Erik and Heath, find Stevie Rae, Johnny B, and Dallas—thencheck the perimeter of the abbey to be certain all the Raven Mockersfled with Kalona and Neferet!” Darius shouted the command, snappingme out of my warm, fuzzy prayer mode, and once I’d beenshocked out, it was like an iPod had been cranked too high as soundand confusion flooded my senses.“But Heath’s a human. A Raven Mocker could kill him in a second.”The words burst from my mouth before I could clamp it shut,proving beyond all doubt that being moonstruck wasn’t my onlymoronic skill.Predictably, Heath puffed up like a cat-smacked toad.“Zo, I’m not a damn pussy!”Erik, looking very tall and full-grown, kick-your-butt vampyre-like,snorted sarcastically and then said, “No, you’re a damn human.Wait, that does make you a pussy!”“So, we defeat the big baddies and inside five minutes Erik andHeath are banging their chests at each other. How totally predictable,”Aphrodite said with her patented sarcastic sneer as she joinedDarius, but her expression completely changed when she turned herattention to the Son of Erebus Warrior. “Hey there, Hotness. You doingokay?”“You need not worry about me,” Darius said. His eyes met hers,and they practically telegraphed the chemistry between them, butinstead of going to her like he usually would and doing some verygross kissing, he remained focused on Stark.Aphrodite’s gaze went from Darius to Stark. “Okay, eew. Yourchest is totally crispy crittered.”James Stark was standing between Darius and Erik. Okay, well,standing wasn’t exactly what he was doing. Stark was swaying andlooking extremely unsteady.Ignoring Aphrodite, Erik spoke up. “Darius, you should probablyget Stark inside. I’ll coordinate the reconnoitering with Stevie Raeand make sure everything runs smoothly out here.” His words seemedokay, but his tone was all I’m-the-big-guy-in-charge, and when he followedup with a condescending “I’ll even let Heath help out,” he reallysounded like a pompous butt.“You’ll let me help out?” Heath snapped. “Your mom will let mehelp out.”“Hey, which one of them is supposed to be your boyfriend?” Starkasked me. Even in the terrible shape he was in, he caught my glancewith his. His voice was scratchy, and he sounded scarily weak, buthis eyes sparkled with humor.“I am!” Heath and Erik said together.“Oh, for crap’s sake, Zoey, they’re both idiots!” Aphrodite said.Stark started to chuckle, which turned to a cough, which changedagain to a painful gasp. His eyes rolled back and, like a slinky, he collapsed.Moving with the quickness that came naturally to a Son of ErebusWarrior, Darius caught Stark before he hit the ground. “I need to gethim inside,” Darius said.I felt like my head was going to explode. Sagging in Darius’s arms,Stark looked well on his way to being dead. “I-I don’t even knowwhere the infirmary is,” I stuttered.“Not a problem. I’ll get a penguin to show us,” Aphrodite said.“Hey, you, nun!” she yelled at one of the nearby black-and-white–cladsisters who had scurried out of the abbey after the night had gone frombattle chaos to aftermath chaos.Darius hurried after the nun, with Aphrodite following him. Thewarrior glanced over his shoulder at me. “Aren’t you coming with us,Zoey?”“As soon as I can.” Before I could deal with Erik and Heath, frombehind me a familiar twang saved the day.“Go on with Darius and Aphrodite, Z. I’ll take care of Dumb andDumber and be sure there’s no booger monsters left out here.”“Stevie Rae, you are the Best Friend of All Best Friends.” I turnedand hugged her quickly, loving how reassuringly solid and normalshe felt. Actually, she seemed so normal that I got a weird twingewhen she stepped back and grinned at me and I saw, as if for the firsttime, the scarlet tattoos that spread out from the filled-in crescent inthe middle of her forehead and down either side of her face. A sliverof unease threaded through me.Misunderstanding my hesitation, she said, “Don’t worry about thesetwo dorks. I’m gettin’ used to jerking them apart.” When I just stoodthere staring at her, the bright smile she’d been wearing dimmed.“Hey, you know your grandma’s okay, right? Kramisha got her backinside right after Kalona was banished and Sister Mary Angela justtold me she was goin’ inside to check on her.”“Yeah, I remember Kramisha helping her into the wheelchair. I’mjust . . .” My voice trailed off. I was just what? How could I put intowords that I was haunted by a feeling that everything wasn’t rightwith my best friend and the group of kids she’d allied herself with,and how do I say that to my best friend?“You’re just tired and worried ’bout a bunch of stuff ,” Stevie Raesaid softly.Was that understanding I saw flicker through her eyes? Or was itsomething else, something darker?“I get it, Z, and I’ll take care of things out here. You just be sureStark’s okay.” She hugged me again, and then gave me a little push inthe direction of the abbey.“'Kay. Thanks,” I said lamely, starting toward the abbey and totallyignoring the two dorks who were standing there staring at me.Stevie Rae called after me, “Hey, remind Darius or someone tokeep an eye on the time. It’s only about an hour until sunrise, andyou know me and all the red fledglings gotta be inside out of the sunby then.”“Yeah, no problem. I’ll remember,” I said.The problem was it was getting harder and harder for me to forgetStevie Rae wasn’t what she used to be.
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