Unforgiven (Fallen) (Libro en Inglés)

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ISBN: 9780385742641
por Ember
ISBN: 9780385742641
Editorial: Ember
Autor: Kate, Lauren
Año de edición: 2016
N° Paginas: 368
Tipo de pasta: Pasta blanda
Descripción: Every story has a dark side, and this story belongs to Cam, the brooding, bad-boy dark angel FALLEN readers love.High school can be hell.Cam knows what it’s like to be haunted. He’s spent more time in Hell than any angel ever should. And his freshest Hell is high school, where Lilith, the girl he can’t stop loving, is serving out a punishment for his crimes.Cam made a bet with Lucifer: he has fifteen days to convince the only girl who really matters to him to love him again. If he succeeds, Lilith will be allowed back into the world, and they can live their lives together. But if he fails . . . there’s a special place in Hell just for him. Tick-tock.Spread your wings and cry as bad boy dark angel Cam finally reveals his anguished heart in the epic FALLEN novel, UNFORGIVEN.Review“Kate delivers for her fans.”—Kirkus Reviews“A true high-school romance novel—complete with an archenemy, a prom, and a battle-of-the-bands subplot . . . Will delight fans and win over new readers.”—BooklistAbout the AuthorLAUREN KATE is the internationally bestselling author of the FALLEN series, comprised of Fallen, Torment, Passion, Rapture, Fallen in Love, and Unforgiven; and The Orphan's Song. Her books have been translated into more than thirty languages. She lives in Los Angeles. Visit Lauren online at laurenkatenovels.com.Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.Lilith woke up coughing.It was wildfire season--it was always wildfire season--and her lungs were thick with smoke and ash from the red blaze in the hills.Her bedside clock flashed midnight, but her thin white curtains glowed gray with dawn. The power must be out again. She thought of the biology test awaiting her in fourth period, followed immediately by the sucky fact that last night she’d brought home her American history book by mistake. Whose idea of a cruel joke was it to assign her two textbooks with precisely the same color spine? She was going to have to wing the test and pray for a C.She slid out of bed and stepped in something warm and soft. She drew her foot up, and the smell assaulted her.“Alastor!”The little blond mutt trotted into her bedroom, thinking Lilith wanted to play. Her mom called the dog a genius because of the tricks Lilith’s brother, Bruce, had taught him, but Alastor was four years old and refused to learn the only trick that mattered: being housebroken.“This is seriously uncivilized,” she scolded the dog, and hopped on one foot into the bathroom. She turned on the shower.Nothing.Water off till 3 p.m. her mom’s note proclaimed on a sheet of loose-leaf taped to the bathroom mirror. The tree roots outside were curling through their pipes, and her mom was supposed to have money to pay the plumber this afternoon, after she got a paycheck from one of her many part-time jobs.Lilith groped for toilet paper, hoping at least to wipe her foot clean. She found only a brown cardboard tube. Just another Tuesday. The details varied, but every day of Lilith’s life was more or less the same degree of awful.She tore her mom’s note from the mirror and used it to wipe her foot, then dressed in black jeans and a thin black T-shirt, not looking at her reflection. She tried to remember a single shred of what her biology teacher had said might be on the test.By the time she got downstairs, Bruce was tilting the remains of the cereal box into his mouth. Lilith knew those stale flakes were the last morsels of food in the house.“We’re out of milk,” Bruce said.“And cereal?” Lilith said.“And cereal. And everything.” Bruce was eleven and nearly as tall as Lilith, but much slighter. He was sick. He had always been sick. He was born too soon, with a heart that couldn’t keep up with his soul, Lilith’s mother liked to say. Bruce’s eyes were sunken and his skin had a bluish tint because his lungs could never get enough air. When the hills were on fire, like they were every day, he wheezed at the smallest exer

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