Phantom Heart

Informationen zum Autor Kelly Creagh Klappentext A steamy YA romance with Twilight vibes, inspired by Gaston Leroux's classic The Phantom of the Opera Seventeen-year-old Stephanie Armand doesn't believe in ghosts or spirits. Despite her six-year-old sister, Charlie, insisting a masked figure is hiding in her closet, and the rumors at school, Stephanie isn't convinced her father's latest renovation project--a crumbling Victorian mansion--houses the soul of a monster. So when the very charming (and paranormal obsessed) Lucas Cheney takes an interest in both Stephanie and her notorious home, Moldavia, the supernatural and romantic activity escalates to an all-time high. And that doesn't even take into account the dashing, British-accented eighteen-year-old boy, Erik, who's taken up residence in Stephanie's nightly dreams. A boy who may have something to do with the man in the mask, and the strange occurrences taking place at Moldavia. Leseprobe one Stephanie “He has lights for eyes.” Brushing a few errant curls from my face, I glanced up from my homework and leveled my little sister, Charlie, with the full blast of skepticism she deserved. Ignoring her wasn’t working. This whole week, she’d been talking about him . The masked man who lived in our new house. Our newest oldest house. “There’s nothing in your closet, Chuck,” I said for the tenth time in four days. A glower of indignation replaced the saucer--eyed stare of fright she’d been projecting my way ever since the sun had set, taking with it the cozy yellow glow that had surrounded our house—-an older--than--Christmas Victorian. “ Don’t call me Chuck.” I pushed off from where I’d been lying belly--down across my metal--framed bed, calculus book open. “All right, Chess,” I grunted, opting for the more acceptable nickname Dad had given her. I didn’t feel like trading Charlie’s six--year--old fear for her six--year--old fury: stomping and top--of--the--lungs screeching. I took Charlie’s small hand, and she gave my fingers a squeeze. “He talked to me last night,” she whispered, creeping me out. “He asked me questions.” “Well.” I drew her toward the hallway. “Did you tell him to mind his own beeswax?” Her feet stalled on the creaky, bare--wood floor. “He has bees?” “No.” I bent down, bringing us eye level. “It’s a way of telling someone to leave you alone.” “So . . . you believe me now,” she said, like stating that out loud would make it true. “That he’s in there. Zedok.” She pointed down the long hallway to her doorway at the far end. With the upstairs hall and bathroom lights off, I had to admit the trek to her bedroom did look ominous. “There’s no one in your room, Chesser.” I hit the switch that sent light bursting from the huge, original--to--the--house crystal chandelier that hung over the grand staircase. “This is a big old house, and old houses make noises sometimes.” Realizing I’d just repeated something I’d probably heard responsible adult figures say a billion times, I made an amendment. “Just think of it like house farts.” Usually, fart talk got laughs from Charlie. This time, I didn’t get so much as a smile. Gently, I tugged her forward. It was like trying to drag an anvil. “Houses shouldn’t have other houses inside them,” she said. “That’s right, they shouldn’t,” I agreed. “This one does.” Again with the whispers. Like she was afraid someone was listening in. I knelt in front of her. “What’s really going on, Chess? You never asked to sleep in my room when we were at the last house.” “Because there wasn’t a man in the closet at the last house.” Fair enough. “Look. Do you want me to show you that there isn’t anyone in your closet?” Charlie nodded, her eyes unblinking and silver--dollar--sized. Her seriousness, cou...

Dettagli sul prodotto

• Autori: Kelly Creagh
• Editore: Viking USA
• Lingue: Inglese
• Formato: Copertina rigida
• Pubblicazione: 17.08.2021
• EAN: 9780593116043
• ISBN: 978-0-593-11604-3
• Pagine: 528
• Dimensioni: 148 mm x 217 mm x 42 mm
• Categoria: Libri per bambini e per ragazzi > Libri per ragazzi da 12 anni