City of Fallen Angels
Cassandra Clare, 2013
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Ατμόσφαιρα: φόβος και περιέργεια. Μιλά για την ταυτότητα, την εξουσία και την κοινωνία.
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But being hungry was worse. Being hungry meant that he could smell things he didn’t want to smell—salt on skin; the overripe, sweet smell of blood exuding from the pores of strangers. It made him feel hungry and twisted up and utterly wrong. Hunching over, he jammed his fists into the pockets of his jacket and tried to breathe through his mouth. Βιβλία με παρόμοια αίσθηση
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- Πώς είναι το «City of Fallen Angels»;
- Ατμόσφαιρα: φόβος και περιέργεια. Μιλά για την ταυτότητα, την εξουσία και την κοινωνία.
- Τι να διαβάσω μετά το «City of Fallen Angels»;
- Αν σου άρεσε το «City of Fallen Angels», δοκίμασε «One of Us Is Lying» (Karen M. McManus), «Behind Closed Doors» (B.A. Paris) και «The Will of the Many» (James Islington).
Μια γεύση από τη ροή
What a parent’s ambition feels like from inside the child.
My hand hurts within minutes. It’s pathetic, I guess, but I can’t remember the last time I wrote anything longhand. Plus I’m using my right hand, which never feels natural no matter how many years I’ve done it. My father insisted I learn to write right-handed in second grade after he first saw me pitch. Your left arm’s gold, he told me. Don’t waste it on crap that don’t matter. Which is anything but pitching as far as he’s concerned.
One of Us Is Lying · Karen M. McManus
Perfect manners can be the most frightening thing about a person.
We go downstairs and in the hall, he takes my coat from the cupboard and holds it open while I slip my arms into it. In the drive outside, he holds the car door for me and waits until I’m in. As he closes it behind me, I can’t help thinking it’s a shame he’s such a sadistic bastard, because he has wonderful manners.
Behind Closed Doors · B.A. Paris
Every fair system needs an impartial judge, and every judge is a person.
A fair system only works if there’s an unbiased means of assessing merit. When there is no pride or selfishness involved.” He gives a soft snort, shaking his head. “Which means that fair systems cannot exist where people are involved.
The Will of the Many · James Islington
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