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GENRE: urban fantasy chick lit
Series: Katie Chandler series Book 2
"It all began with the red shoes. I just didn't know it at the time.
I was out shopping with my roommate, Gemma on a Saturday afternoon. That wasn't unusual. The unusual part was that we were shopping for me. Even more unusual was the fact that we were shopping for something for me to wear on a date - a real date. Not a blind-date setup, but an honest-to-goodness date with a guy who'd asked me out for a second date after a first date that could have made the record books for weirdness."
Oh how fun!! I love this opening.
Storm Born by Richelle Mead
genre: urban fantasy
Series: Dark Swan series book 1
"I’d seen weirder things than a haunted shoe, but not many.
The Nike Pegasus sat on the office’s desk, inoffensive, colored in shades of gray, white, and orange. Some of the laces were loosened, and a bit of dirt clung around the soles. It was the left shoe.
As for me, well…underneath my knee-length coat, I had a Glock .22 loaded with bullets carrying a higher-than-legal steel content. A cartridge of silver ones rested in the coat’s pocket. Two athames lay sheathed on my other hip, one silver-bladed and one iron. Stuck into my belt near them was a wand, hand-carved oak and loaded with enough charmed gems to probably blow up the desk in the corner if I wanted to.
To say I felt overdressed was something of an understatement."
Storm Born by Richelle Mead
genre: urban fantasy
Series: Dark Swan series book 1
"I’d seen weirder things than a haunted shoe, but not many.
The Nike Pegasus sat on the office’s desk, inoffensive, colored in shades of gray, white, and orange. Some of the laces were loosened, and a bit of dirt clung around the soles. It was the left shoe.
As for me, well…underneath my knee-length coat, I had a Glock .22 loaded with bullets carrying a higher-than-legal steel content. A cartridge of silver ones rested in the coat’s pocket. Two athames lay sheathed on my other hip, one silver-bladed and one iron. Stuck into my belt near them was a wand, hand-carved oak and loaded with enough charmed gems to probably blow up the desk in the corner if I wanted to.
To say I felt overdressed was something of an understatement."

Thanks, Jan.
My idea for this thread is to get a glimpse of books/authors style/genre etc. Sometimes a powerful beginning is all that is needed to push someone to try a new book.
LOL I didn't even notice that until you pointed it out. too funny.
I think this is a great idea. I'm a sucker for a good opening.
I think this is a great idea. I'm a sucker for a good opening.

GENRE: Western/Erotica
Stand Alone
"When Devin first spotted the wanted poster, that peculiar feeling he dubbed his "best friend" crept up on him. What a man wouldn't do for that much gold. Ten thousand was a hell of a lot of reward for just one man.
Bemusedly, he patted the missive in the pocket of his buckskin jacket.
It would necessitate more backbone than brains to go after that bounty. He was half tempted himself.
Only problem, it was him the law wanted. The Devil's Spawn."

GENRE: Yaoi (a generic term for female-oriented manga, anime, dating sims, novels and dōjinshi featuring homosexual male relationships)
E THRASHED IN HIS SHEETS, DREAMING… Smooth skin moved under his palms, and hair swept across his bare skin. Silver hair… Long silver-blond hair spilled through his fingers. Arms closed around him and a hot mouth pressed against his chest. A skilled tongue circled and lapped across his nipple. “Do you want…?” Fire sparked and spilled downward, making his heart pound, his blood race and his cock fill. “Of course I want, idiot.” A pale exquisite face with high cheekbones looked at him from half-closed, red-gold, copper eyes under straight dark brows. “It will cost you.” Cost? A shiver broke across his skin. “What do you want, my soul?” Framed in black lashes, the red-gold gaze focused on him with feral heat. “And your heart. I want your heart and soul.” A lush mouth made for sin curved upward into a breathtaking smile. “Will you give them to me?” Long nails bit deliciously into his ass. “Sure.” He moaned shamelessly, clutching at the warm body that held him close. “It’s not like I’m using them.”

Genre: romantic suspense
Series: Bullet Catcher #7
"Well look what we have here. The prettiest little suspect in Charleston County." The flourescent lights cast a sick, yellow shadow on the cheeks of the man who'd just entered the interrogation room.
Eileen Stafford straightened in the uncomfortable wooden chair and met his gaze. "Where's my lawyer?"
"He's coming sweetheart. He's coming. Mind if I sit down?" Across the table, he yanked out the other chair, flipped it around, and spread his legs around the back. "You remember me, don't you."
As if she could forget the man who tried to blind her with a flashlight, cut her with handcuffs, and insult her from the front seat of the squad car.
She sat silent. Because anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

I'll be strong and not give in..(*kids herself*) so keep sharing!

GENRE: Western/Erotica
Stand Alone
"When Devin first spotted the wanted poster, that peculiar feeling he dubbed his "best friend" crept up on..."
OMG, that's the "Cannon"!:)

Genre: Historical Western Romance
Series: Texas Trilogy #1
His was not a face that women carried with them into their dreams.
Houston Leigh skimmed his thumb over the black eye patch before tugging the brim of the left side of his hat down lower. The right side showed little wear, but the crumpled left side carried the oil and sweat from the constant caress of his hand. Although the day was warm he brought up the collar on his black duster.
Irritated with the world at large, his older brother in particular, Houston leaned against the wooden structure that had the dubious distinction of being Fort Worth's first railway station and gazed into the distance at the seemingly never-ending tracks.
He hated the railroad with a passion.

Genre: horror
Shoulda ditched the bitch back in Marietta
Ace Goodall was tempted to open his fist and let her tumble down the ravine. She was dead weight, dragging him down, same as any woman. That's all they were good for, except for on those cold nights when they opened their legs and gave up their heat the way God intended. It was September, and the nights had definitely taken a turn toward chilly in the Southern Appalachian Mountians. So she might be worth keeping for a little while, despite being a bitch.

GENRE: Yaoi (a generic term for female-oriented manga, anime, dating sims, novels and dōjinshi featuring homosexual male relationships)
E THRASHED IN HIS..."
Sounds good =D

GENRE: Historical Paranormal Romance
Series - The Wild Wulfs of London Book 2
The musket ball had passed through his shoulder. Blood seeped from the wound, warm and sticky against Jackson Wulf's skin. The peasants of Whit Hurch were superstitious lunatics, the lot of them. They chased him now, voices raised in anger, eyes filled with bloodlust to kill him. The village folk believed that he was some kind of beast - a man during the daylight hours, a wolf when the moon sat round and plump in the night sky.
Damn the idiots...they were right.

GENRE: Historical Paranormal Romance
Series - The Wild Wulfs of London Book 2
The musket ball had passed through his shoulder. Blood seeped f..."
I liked this book. The whole series was well written. And worth hunting down the anthologies =D.

GENRE: Historical Paranormal Romance
Series - The Wild Wulfs of London Book 2
The musket ball had passed through his shoulder. Blood seeped f..."
That was funny. This series has been on TBR list forever. Someday I'll get around to it.

Author: Sherrilyn Kenyon
Series: DarkHunter No.3 (Depends on the list, can be read as a stand alone).
Genre: Paranormal Romance
"Be kind to dragons, for thou art crunchy when roasted and taste good with ketchup."
Dr. Channon MacRae paused in her note-taking and arched a brow at the peculiar comment. She'd been staring at the famous Dragon Tapestry for hours, trying to decipher the Old English symbolism, and in all this time no one had disturbed her. Not until now.
With her most irritated look, she pulled her pen away from her notepad and turned. Then she gaped.
No annoying, irreverent little man here. He was a tall, mind-blowingly sexy god who dominated the small museum room with a presence so powerful that she
wondered how on earth he had entered the building without shaking it to its foundations.
It took me a while to chase down a copy of this, but I loved the opening line! to me, it was worth it :)

I have seen this on t-shirts and other kitsch items. Is this something Kenyon came up with and popularized?

GENRE: M/M
It was a grim fact of life, Rory discovered as he wiped mustard off his hands with a napkin, that the further you disappeared into rural America, the less strange it seemed when you talked to your food. He’d just finished having a conversation with a gas station corn dog.
Rory returned to the driver’s seat with a package of crumb doughnuts and the grim determination of someone preparing to perform a complicated Cossack dance. It wasn’t easy folding his over-six-foot frame into the Corona, and after four or five hundred miles, it completely lost its charm. Eyes on the prize, old son, he said to himself. Destiny is something to be grabbed at with both hands. She would be in Long Beach waiting for him. If he had the faintest inkling that this might not be the sanest episode of his life, he dismissed it curtly.

GENRE: M/M
It was a grim fact of life, Rory discovered as he wiped mustard off his hands with a napkin, that the further you disappeared into rura..."
This is much more fun than reading just the blurb or an excerpt =D.

I have seen this on t-shirts and other kitsch items. Is this something Kenyon came up with and popularized?"
I honestly have no idea where it originated. I'm curious now! :)

I have seen this on t-shirts and other kitsch items. Is this something Kenyon came up with and popularized?"
I've seen a cartoon of this... with a dragon picking his teeth with a knight's lance. lol

Author: Lemony Snicket
Genre: YA, Fantasy
Series: A Series of Unfortunate Events
If you are interested in stories with happy endings, you would be better off reading some other book. In this book, not only is there no happy ending, there is no happy beginning and very few happy things in the middle. This is because not very many happy things happened in the lives of the three Baudelaire youngesters. Violet, Klaus, and Sunny Baudelaire were intelligent children, and they were charming, and resourceful, and had pleasant facial features, but they were extremely unlucky, and most everything that happened to them was rife with misfortune, misery, and dispair. I'm sorry to tell you this, but that is how the story goes.
After reading that... not sure I want to keep reading. lol
Update: I shouldn't have! The book was downright awful.

Maybe its just me, but I actually read all 13 books of this series...LOL..I thought it was quirky in a morbid sense of way.




Yes, its pretty dark, morbid and, I guess you have to like a certain manic exaggeration about it. Count Olaf is just evil, and the horrible things the Baudelaire kids have to go through....so yes, if you didn't like the first book, you probably won't like the series.
Tim Curry read the audiobook version and he sounded pretty good, especially when he does Olaf.


Off you go and find something more cheerful to read..LOL

And yes, it was at least a quick read and filled 2 categories. That's something I guess.

Series: Book 1
Genre: Paranormal Romance
More than two thousand, five hundred years ago, there was a land where the bravest, most valiant warriors were hammered like bronze, forged into human weapons by years of rigorous training and sacrifice. These men were noble, heroic, stalwart - they would willingly give their lives for their homeland and face down even the most terrifying enemy. Their home, called Sparta, lay nestled in the rocky heart of ancient Greece; its people were private and plainspoken, their lives austere. The men of Sparta made a life of war, always eager for the next battle.

Series: Book 1.
"My lady!."
That anxious cry made Evelinde pause in what she was saying to Cook and glance around. Her maid was rushing across the kitchens toward her, expression both angry and worried. It was a combination usually only engendered b Edda's actions. Wondering what her stepmother had got up to now, Evelinde quickly promised Cook they would finish their discussion of menus later, and went to meet her maid.

Series: Tairen Soul series Book #1
Genre: Fantasy
The tairen were dying.
Rain Tairen Soul, King of the Fey, could no longer deny the truth. Now, despite all his vast power and centuries of trying, could he figure a way to save either the creatures that were his soul-kin or the people who depended upon him to lead and defend them
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