Den norska bokbloggaren “Flukten fra virkeligheten” har varje söndag en rolig liten utmaning där man ska skriva ner en liten smakbit av boken man läser för tillfället. Just nu läser jag bland annat ”Touch of Frost” av Jennifer Estep och här kommer min smakbit.
My name is Gwen Frost, and I go to Mythos Academy a school of myths, magic and warrior whiz kids, where even the lowliest geek knows how to chop off somebody’s head with a sword and Logan Quinn, the hottest Spartan guy in school, also happens to be the deadliest.
But lately, things have been weird, even for Mythos. First, mean girl Jasmine Ashton was murdered in the Library of Antiquities. Then, someone stole the Bowl of Tears, a magical artifact that can be used to bring about the second Chaos War. You know, death, destruction and lots of other bad, bad things. Freaky stuff like this goes on all the time at Mythos, but I’m determined to find out who killed Jasmine and whyespecially since I should have been the one who died. . .
”So,” the Valkyrie said, cracking open the lid on her Perrier. ”This is where you eat lunch. All the way in the back here. What are you? A vampire who’s afraid of sunlight or something?”
Vampires? Were vampires real, too? I wondered, but I didn’t want to look stupid and ask, especially since I didn’t know what Daphne was doing here in the first place.
”Yeah,” I said in a guarded voice. ”You caught me. I’ve got this whole superhero thing going on, so I sit way back here to keep the paparazzi and rabid fans at bay.”
Daphne eyed me. After a moment, the Valkyrie’s glossy pink lips crinkled up into a smile. ”You’ve got a weird sense of humor. Superheroes are so over.”
”Yeah, but the actors who play them in the movies are still so rich. I think they’ll get over the heartbreak of losing your approval.”