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What are you going to do?” “Besides cry and eat a boatload of Cherry Garcia ice cream?” I offer flippantly. “I’m thinking two boatloads, but yeah. Besides that?” I tell her about the spell and the five things we have to get to turn Hudson human again. “So that’s why Hudson made you take the athame?” she asks, astonished. “He wants out, too?” “That’s what he says. Although he was only going for the four items. He has no interest in being turned human.” She looks alarmed. “We can’t let him out if he still has his powers. You know that, right?” “Believe me, I know. I’m just not sure how long I can handle having him in my head.” “I can only imagine.” She moves to my bed and sits down next to me so she can wrap an arm around my shoulders. “But don’t worry. We’ll get started tomorrow on figuring out how to get the last three things. And we should probably rope Flint in. I bet he’ll have some ideas about how to get the dragon bone.” “I don’t— You don’t—” I break off, not sure how to say all the things I’m feeling right now. “I don’t what?” she asks. “You don’t have to do this with me. I mean, it sounds like at least two of the tasks are going to be really dangerous, and I don’t want anything to happen to you.” “Are you kidding me right now?” Macy demands, and she looks outraged in a way I’ve never seen from her before. “You comfortable chair in existence…and finally reach for a book. I just hope it has some of the answers I need.And I wouldn’t mind a good memory retrieval spell, too… Sometimes you just have to put your head down and get the bad stuff done, even if you don’t want to.” I’m also happy to say that, along with that journey, is an even more explicit endeavor for Grace to assert independence and agency. When it first came out, Crave prided itself on being a more feminist and inclusive vampire novel but, for a lot of it, Grace is kept in the dark. She’s frustratingly aloof and while she doesn’t necessarily rely on others for everything, she doesn’t show that she has all that much agency either. Oh my God. Are you high?” I ask. “I’m inside your head, Grace. If I were high, wouldn’t that mean you are, too?”

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eyebrow over one shoulder. “Very kinky, Miss Foster.” My face turns beet red, but Jaxon doesn’t seem to notice. “I’m not sure what my plans are, but we have the rest of our lives to sort it out,” Jaxon finally replies and squeezes my shoulder. We make it out of the tunnels and through the creepy dungeon area, and I feel myself relax the second the cell door clangs closed behind us. “What else did you learn about this monster?” I ask as we make our way toward the staircase that leads to the library. We pass through the lounge on the main floor, and while a few people turn to stare, it’s a lot less than it was a couple of days ago. Maybe they really are getting used to having a human/gargoyle around. Now, if I could just get used to the gargoyle portion of that equation myself, I’m pretty sure everything would get a lot easier. “It’s big. Like, beyond-measure huge. Twenty, thirty stories, some say. And it’s very, very old.” “Well, that sounds encouraging,” I say, tongue firmly in cheek. “I mean, who doesn’t want to fight a monster who’s been around forever and is the size of a mountain?” “Right? Although I don’t think it’s quite that big. More like the side of a mountain.” “Well, that makes it so much better,” I tease as we finally make it to the library. But as Jaxon reaches for the door handle, I realize it’s almost completely dark inside. “Oh no! Did Amka close while you came to get me? I’m so sorry—”

FirstLine - Being the lone human in a school for paranormals is precarious at the best of times.I, again, am not a young adult, rather a 40 something year old and I loved this book. I love that there are themes of adventure, danger, young love, heartbreak, triumph, compassion, coming of age and so many more relatable themes for readers of all ages. There is a cast of interesting characters that add so much depth to this story. You really get to know them while reading this series and attachments are made. I will admit that I have a team I am cheering for (Jaxson or Hudson), but won’t share that here because I know the depth of others loyalties! It runs deep for lovers of this series. You cannot help but be pulled into this story and escape from everything else while reading. I cannot wait for the next two books in this series. I highly recommend this series to readers of all ages!!! Read more Even Hudson gives a shout from behind me, his arms reaching around my waist and tugging me against his chest as though to protect me.” But I can’t just lie here all night letting the gargoyle thing, the memory thing, and the mating thing all run through my head on a continuous loop. I’d watch TV, but I don’t want to disturb Macy. It’s late, close to two in the morning, and she has a midterm tomorrow. Which means I need to get out of here. I roll off the bed, trying to make as little noise as possible, then grab a hoodie from my closet—the castle can be cold and drafty at night. Next, I slip on my favorite pair of daisypatterned Vans and tiptoe to the door as quietly as I possibly can. I have a moment’s hesitation when I go to pull open the door—the last time I wandered the castle alone in the middle of the night, I nearly got tossed outside in the snow. I definitely do not want that to happen again. Mate or no mate, I can’t go around expecting Jaxon to rescue me whenever I get into trouble. Not that I imagine he’ll be all that thrilled to rescue me anyway tonight. Especially since I canceled my plans to meet up with him, claiming exhaustion. But things are different now than they were four months ago. No one’s got any reason to try to kill me, for one. And for another, even if they wanted to, no one would ever deliberately go after Jaxon Vega’s mate. Especially not after Jaxon nearly drained Cole for trying to drop a chandelier on me. Plus, I’m a gargoyle now. If someone tries to hurt me, I can always just turn to stone. As exciting as that sounds. Of course, I have absolutely no idea how to do that. But that’s a problem for another day, already filed away.

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comment only annoys me more. “Is there a point to this conversation?” “Grace,” he says softly. “Open your eyes.” I don’t want to do it. I don’t even know why, except that I really, really don’t want to. But at the same time, it’s sort of a compulsion. The kind that I know is going to hurt later—like when I chipped my tooth in seventh grade and couldn’t resist touching it with my tongue, even though I knew it was so sharp, it would cut me. That’s what it feels like listening to Hudson tell me to open my eyes. “Wow, so I’m a toothache now?” He sounds insulted. “Thaaaaanks.” “If you were a toothache, I’d go to the dentist and let her drill you out of my head,” I tell him, my voice filled with the frustration I can’t get away from. “Without novocaine.” “You’ve got quite the mean streak in you, Grace. Does it make me a masochist if I admit that I like it?” Ugh. Seriously? I can stand the voice in my head. I can maybe even put up with the fact that that voice belongs to Hudson. But the sexual innuendo is going to make me vomit. I finally stop fighting myself and decide to open my eyes if it means it will shut him up, even for a second. Then really wish I hadn’t because— Holy hell. He’s right there, one wide shoulder resting against the icy wall near a lamp, long legs crossed at the ankle, obnoxious smirk on his ridiculously pretty face. He’s got the signature Vega high cheekbones and strong jawline, but that’s So we can go to the Dragon Boneyard on Thursday? Or should we go before?” “Definitely not before,” Flint answers in an “obviously” kind of tone. “The Boneyard is dangerous. If one of us gets hurt, we’ll risk losing Ludares. No way am I going to let that happen.” “Good point,” Macy says. “If we lose, we don’t get the bloodstone.” “Pretty sure Flint is more worried about the bragging rights than the bloodstone,” I tease. “But either way, I agree. We can’t risk being hurt going into the tournament.” “But we can risk being hurt in the Dragon Boneyard?” Macy asks. “I mean, not to sound like a baby, but what kind of hurt are we talking about? A broken finger or full-on dismemberment? Because I can deal with a couple of broken bones, but I need my limbs.” Jaxon laughs. “Pretty sure we all need our limbs, Macy.” “Yeah, but now that Grace is a gargoyle, I have the highest chance of actually losing a limb in this whole group. And I just want to go on record as saying, I’m not okay with that,” Macy says. “Fair enough,” Flint tells her. “Ludares and then a trip to the Boneyard with absolutely no dismemberment. I think we can pull that off.” “So Boneyard on Thursday night,” Jaxon says. “And if no one loses a leg, we can plan on going after the Unkillable Beast on Friday or Saturday—depending on what shape we’re in?” For instance, Grace’s closest family and friends all constantly talk about what they’re going to do to help her and make decisions for her without asking her what she wants to do or giving insight on what she can do for herself. And she calls them out on it. Do we even know where the Unkillable Beast is?” Macy asks. “I mean, you mentioned it’s somewhere near the North Pole, but the Arctic is a huge area. And not exactly hospitable. We don’t want to be bumbling around in freezing temperatures.” “Actually, I kept researching and discovered it’s on an enchanted island in the Arctic off the coast of Siberia,” Jaxon adds. “It’s on an enchanted island?” I ask. “Seriously?” “That’s what the legends say,” Flint agrees. “Not a legend if it’s true,” Jaxon says. “I spent the last several hours looking for info on the Unkillable Beast’s location, and I think I’ve found it. I’m going to do more research tonight and tomorrow, just to make sure I’m right. But if I am, I say we aim for Saturday.” “So…Ludares Wednesday, Boneyard Thursday, and Beast on Saturday.” Flint recites the plan, a questioning look on his face. “Everyone good with that?” “I am,” I tell him, although the truth is that my hands are shaking a little at the thought of that lineup. “Me too,” Macy agrees. Jaxon nods. “Awesome. Can’t wait.” Flint rubs his hands together, then waggles his brows at me. “So how about that flying lesson now?”Why don’t gargoyles go out during the day?” “I don’t want to know.” I brace for his answer. “Because they’re too stoned.” Do. You. Trust. Me?” he asks again, and in the space between the words—the space between us—are all the things we’ve never said.

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Will you read the next in this series? Why or why not? What do you think about the last line of the book? What does this mean for Grace in Book 3? This is disappointing mostly because I wanted a little bit more with her and Jaxon. Crave was filled with so many swoon-worthy moments between the two of them that, while I get that this book had bigger issues to deal with than romance, I missed the intimacy and reminders of why these two individuals work so well together. Common Sense is the nation's leading nonprofit organization dedicated to improving the lives of all kids and families by providing the trustworthy information, education, and independent voice they need to thrive in the 21st century.A quiet calm settles over me as the pain recedes in soft waves, and all I see is Hudson. This moment. The last words we’ll ever share. And I want him to know. I want him to know that I see everything now. I see him.” Flint relaxes a little at my words, and so does Jaxon, but they both keep wary eyes on me. As does Macy, who has been uncharacteristically quiet since the whole magic-channeling thing happened. And while I appreciate the fact that all three of them are only looking out for me in their own ways, I also have to admit that the overprotectiveness is going to exhaust my patience sooner rather than later. Macy must sense it, because out of the blue, she suddenly suggests, “Hey, why don’t you guys go flying?” “Flying?” I ask, because just the thought of it makes me nervous. “Yes, flying. It’s another one of those powers gargoyles have,” she tells me. “And the one power we knew about before we even started researching. So why don’t you take Flint up on his offer to teach you and just go for it?” “I don’t know, Macy,” Jaxon says out of nowhere. “Grace has already had to deal with a lot today and—” Just that easily, I make my decision. Maybe it’s contrary— okay, it’s probably contrary—but Jaxon doesn’t get to decide what I do or when I do it. The guy is a bulldozer, especially with the people he feels responsible for. If I give him an inch, he’ll take seven miles…and then start inquiring about mineral and air rights. “I’d love to go flying, Flint!” I say with an enthusiasm that is at least partially fake. “But I think we should come up with a plan before we do anything else.” “I think that’s a good idea,” Macy agrees. “I mean, how many days do we have left before Hudson gives up on wandering to other parts of your brain and decides to just go

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