Nom du livre:Crescent City- House of Earth and Blood
Nom de la collection:Crescent City
Auteure:Sarah J. Maas
Éditions:Bloomsbury
Pages:808
Date de sortie:3 mars 2020
Prix:34,99 $(en papier)24,49$(électronique)
Âges:16 ans +
Synopsis
Bryce Quinlan had the perfect life-working hard all day and partying all night-until a demon murdered her closest friends, leaving her bereft, wounded, and alone. When the accused is behind bars but the crimes start up again, Bryce finds herself at the heart of the investigation. She'll do whatever it takes to avenge their deaths.
Hunt Athalar is a notorious Fallen angel, now enslaved to the Archangels he once attempted to overthrow. His brutal skills and incredible strength have been set to one purpose-to assassinate his boss's enemies, no questions asked. But with a demon wreaking havoc in the city, he's offered an irresistible deal: help Bryce find the murderer, and his freedom will be within reach.
As Bryce and Hunt dig deep into Crescent City's underbelly, they discover a dark power that threatens everything and everyone they hold dear, and they find, in each other, a blazing passion-one that could set them both free, if they'd only let it.
With unforgettable characters, sizzling romance, and page-turning suspense, this richly inventive new fantasy series by #1 New York Times bestselling author Sarah J. Maas delves into the heartache of loss, the price of freedom-and the power of love.
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Bryce Quinlan
Dans un monde moderne, de meurtre, de sexe, Sarah J. Maas nous plonge à l'intérieur de son roman le plus sombre jusqu'à ce jour. Tout est parfaitement noir, mystérieux et remplis d'ombres cachés derrière des personnages énigmatiques. Je me suis accroché fermement pour ne pas m'effondrer et pourtant, j'ai perdu pied avec cette aventure qui frôle le thriller psychologique. Bryce et Danika sont meilleures amies, et alors qu'un tragique événement bascule Bryce dans le côté de la vengeance, les mensonges s'empiéter, les secrets se dévoilent et la jeune femme souffre un peu plus chaque fois. Le jour où un ange aux ailes gris, du nom d'Hunt, débarque à travers son chemin, la perception d'aimer à nouveau et de connaître une nouvelle fois le bonheur lui est offerte, Bryce doit prendre des décisions qui risquent de mettre des vies à périls, incluant la sienne. C'est un terrain miné de vous parler de ce bouquin sans dévoiler aucun split, mais l'auteure malmène ses lecteurs dans une danse endiablée, de sang, d'assassin et de larmes avec une trame écrite de manière spectaculaire, et une tension sexuelle qui tient en haleine jusqu'au moment fatidique. Cet univers est désormais l'un de mes favoris, grâce à ses décors, son féministe, ses batailles, sa quête et des personnages tel que Bryce, Ruhn ou Hunt ne courent pas les rues.
Une pépite, une beauté qui laisse sans voix, épuisé et essoufflé par tant d'action et de courses contre la montre.
Hunt rose to his feet in a mighty, graceful push.
She kept her eyes averted from what, exactly, this brought into her direct line of vision. The very considerable something that he didn't seem to notice or care about.
So she wouldn't care about it, either. She stood, water splattering her, and gently turned him. She didn't let herself admire the view from behind, either. The muscles and perfection of him.
Your ass is perfect, he'd said to her.
Likewise, she could now attest
''Hunt'' The entire world went quiet. ''I was wainting for you.''
''Bryce, sweetheart, just get back to your apartment and give me an hour and -''
''No,'' she whispered, closing her eyes. She put her hand on her chest. Over her heart. ''I was wainting for you - in here.''
Huny couldn't stop his own tears then. ''I was waiting for you, too''.
She smiled, even as she sobbed again.
''Please,'' Hunt begged. ''Please Bryce. You have to go now. Before more come through.''
She opened her eyes and go to her feet as true night feel. Faced the Gate halfway down the block. ''I forgive you - for the shit with the synth. For all of it. None of it matters. Not anymore'' She ended
the call and leaned Danika's sowrd against the wall of the shelter alcove. Place her phone carefully on the ground next to it.
Hunt shot from his seat. ''BRYCE -''
She ran for the Gate.
Sabrina
Une pépite, une beauté qui laisse sans voix, épuisé et essoufflé par tant d'action et de courses contre la montre.
Un premier tome convaincant et typiquement et uniquement du J. Maas
Coup de coeur !
5.5/5
Extraits :
She scrubbed down his upper body as best she could. ''I can't clean your wings with you sitting against the wall.''Hunt rose to his feet in a mighty, graceful push.
She kept her eyes averted from what, exactly, this brought into her direct line of vision. The very considerable something that he didn't seem to notice or care about.
So she wouldn't care about it, either. She stood, water splattering her, and gently turned him. She didn't let herself admire the view from behind, either. The muscles and perfection of him.
Your ass is perfect, he'd said to her.
Likewise, she could now attest
''Hunt'' The entire world went quiet. ''I was wainting for you.''
''Bryce, sweetheart, just get back to your apartment and give me an hour and -''
''No,'' she whispered, closing her eyes. She put her hand on her chest. Over her heart. ''I was wainting for you - in here.''
Huny couldn't stop his own tears then. ''I was waiting for you, too''.
She smiled, even as she sobbed again.
''Please,'' Hunt begged. ''Please Bryce. You have to go now. Before more come through.''
She opened her eyes and go to her feet as true night feel. Faced the Gate halfway down the block. ''I forgive you - for the shit with the synth. For all of it. None of it matters. Not anymore'' She ended
the call and leaned Danika's sowrd against the wall of the shelter alcove. Place her phone carefully on the ground next to it.
Hunt shot from his seat. ''BRYCE -''
She ran for the Gate.
Sabrina
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