This is a very exciting day! Our Amy Bartol (who we love!!) is revealing the cover of Under Different Stars from her new Kricket Series.
At times this blog seems like the Amy/Premonition Series wiki page. Afterall, she is my favorite author and The Premonition Series are my favorite novels. When I first heard she was writing a YA dystopian novel I knew this series would be epic. Why? Aside from her outstanding character development skills, a love story to end all love stories, and her world building… Amy has the rare ability to make her readers feel as if they are right there with her characters. Heart- racing, tears-steaming kind of right there.
The Premonition Series was just a taste of what this amazing author is capable of, and I’m so damn proud of her for “going for it” with this new series!
Take a look at this beautiful cover!
I glance at Trey; he looks like an advertisement for Calvin Klein. Wearing only dark, athletic boxers, he’s something out of a catalog or a warrior movie. Blushing deeply, I want to crawl under the rock I’m on. “Wade into the water together. We should tie you two so that you’re face-to-face with both your heads above the water,” Jax says. Trey nods, extending his hand for me to take.
Avoiding looking at him, I stand up, walking to the water’s edge on my own. Dipping my toes in the water, I pull them back sharply. “It’s freezing!” I glower at them, hearing my voice echo off the walls again.
“It is,” Trey agrees, scooping me up in his arms and wading out quickly into the water before I can object further. When he is chest deep, he says softly in my ear, “Breathe.”
Clinging to him tightly with my arms around his neck, I inhale deeply before muttering, “Shh…you’re interrupting my revenge plotting.”
“If you survive this, I’ll insist that you learn to swim,” he says, sounding annoyed as Jax wades to us with a line, circling us.
“If I survive this, I’m killing you,” I reply dryly, feeling the rope tense, drawing me tighter against Trey’s warm body.
A small smile touches his lips at my comment. “How do you propose to do that?” He gazes into my eyes as Jax knots us together.
“I’ll let you spend some sleepless nights worrying about that,” I reply, my teeth beginning to chatter as the cold water is chilling me to the bone.