Enshadowed

“For readers who can't get enough of Varen, Isobel and Poe.” — Kirkus Reviews , July 15, 2012 Informationen zum Autor Kelly Creagh is a 2008 graduate of Spalding University’s MFA in Creative Writing program. When not writing, haunting bookstore coffee shops, or obsessively studying Poe, Kelly’s passions include the ancient art of bellydance. She lives with her squirrely, attitude-infused dogs—Annabel, Jack, and Holly—in the heart of Old Louisville, Kentucky’s largest and spookiest Victorian neighborhood. Kelly is the author of the Nevermore trilogy. Visit her at KellyCreagh.com. The second book in a modern gothic romance trilogy channeling the dark brilliance of Edgar Allan Poe. 1 Deep into That Darkness “Okay, Hawks,” Coach Anne said. “That’s a wrap. We can officially call that our last run before Nationals. At least until we hit Dallas.” Isobel released a sigh, her shoulders slumping in relief. Around her, tired whoops and clapping echoed through the gym, everyone breaking off to find their water bottles and towels. A dull ache spread its way slowly through her as she allowed her muscles to unclench. Her whole body felt like a twisted rope unwinding. Already, Coach had drilled the routine at least twenty times. Even if Coach had wanted them to go again, Isobel didn’t think she could have managed another pike basket toss, let alone landed one more full. She knew she wasn’t the only one running on fumes either. She’d felt the entire squad’s energy draining away little by little, like a machine operating on a single dying battery. Coach must have felt it too. Isobel had no doubt that she would have drilled them until midnight if she hadn’t sensed her squad preparing for mutiny. Then again, it wasn’t unusual for Coach to pull this kind of boot-camp, cheer-till-you-drop drillathon, especially right before a big competition. And this was the competition, after all. But her motivation for killing them like this lay less, Isobel knew, in ironing out any last-minute kinks and more in sending everyone home too tired to do anything but crash. “I want you all to get some rest tonight,” Coach shouted above a sudden burst of laughing and talking, her words confirming Isobel’s suspicions. “That means no late-night Facebook updates, no texting, no two a.m. phone calls with Mr. or Miss Flavor of the Week, and no last-minute stunting in the living room—I’m talking to you, Miss Dorbon. I want everybody here in one piece and ready to go at five a.m. sharp. Got that?” Coach lifted one thick arm over her frizzy poof of brown hair and pointed at her wristwatch. “Bus leaves at six on the dot, so set your alarms. No hitting the snooze button forty times. No ‘I forgot my uniform.’ No excuses. I know I don’t have to tell any of you that we won’t wait if you’re late.” Speaking of late, Isobel wondered what time it was. It felt like they’d been there for hours. She glanced above the gym doors to the white-faced clock secured behind the protective metal grate designed to shield it from foul balls. At the sight of the dark, familiar figure standing in the doorway, however, all thoughts of time flew from her mind. Hands stuffed into the pockets of his black jeans, he watched her from behind reflective sunglasses, his expression calm, blank. A panicked stirring arose inside her, coupled with a nagging sensation that tugged at the back of her mind, like a child pulling on the hem of her mother’s dress. It was as though some deeper part of her was trying desperately to get her attention. Behind her, Isobel could hear Coach Anne’s continued tirade as...

Dettagli sul prodotto

• Autori: Kelly Creagh
• Editore: Simon & Schuster USA
• Lingue: Inglese
• Raccomandazione d'eta': 12 a 17 anni
• Formato: Copertina rigida
• Pubblicazione: 28.08.2012
• EAN: 9781442402041
• ISBN: 978-1-4424-0204-1
• Categoria: Libri per bambini e per ragazzi > Libri per bambini fino a 11 anni