Friday, 1 April 2016

STRANGE THE DREAMER COVER REVEAL AND SNEAK PREVIEW! #StrangeTheDreamer


Hey everyone!

On behalf of Hodder and Stoughton, I am so happy to be one of the first to reveal the UK and US cover for Laini Taylor's new novel, Strange the Dreamer! 

You may have heard of Laini's other work, such as her series Daughter of Smoke and Bone. Here's what her new book is all about:

the aftermath of a war between gods and men
a mysterious city stripped of its name
a mythic hero with blood on his hands
a young librarian with a singular dream
a girl every bit as perilous as she is imperilled
alchemy and blood candy, nightmares and godspawn, moths and monsters, friendship and treachery, love and carnage.


How gorgeous are those covers??? Especially our UK cover. It looks absolutely gorgeous!



Though I wouldn't mind a US copy too ;)

And, if you thought the cover reveal wasn't exciting enough, there is a special sneak preview I'm allowed to show you too! Here you go:

Prologue

    On the second sabbat of Twelfthmoon, in the city of Weep, a girl fell from the sky.
    Her skin was blue, her blood was red.
   She broke over an iron gate, crimping it on impact, and there she hung, impossibly arched, graceful as a temple dancer swooning on a lover’s arm. One slick finial anchored her in place. Its point, protruding from her sternum, glittered like a brooch. She fluttered briefly as her ghost shook loose, and then her hands relaxed, shedding fistfuls of freshly picked torch ginger buds.
    Later, they would say these had been hummingbird hearts and not blossoms at all.
   They would say she hadn’t shed blood but wept it. That she was lewd, tonguing her teeth at them, upside down and dying, that she vomited a serpent that turned to smoke when it hit the ground. They would say a flock of moths had come, frantic, and tried to lift her away.
   That was true. Only that.
  They hadn’t a prayer, though. The moths were no bigger than the startled mouths of children, and even dozens together could only pluck at the strands of her darkening hair until their wings sagged, sodden with her blood. They were purled away with the blossoms as a grit-choked gust came blasting down the street. The earth heaved underfoot. The sky spun on its axis. A queer brilliance lanced through billowing smoke, and the people of Weep had to squint against it. Blowing grit and hot light and the stink of saltpeter. There had been an explosion. They might have died, all and easily, but only this girl had, shaken from some pocket of the sky.
  Her feet were bare, her mouth stained damson. Her pockets were all full of plums. She was young and lovely and surprised and dead.
  She was also blue.
  Blue as opals, pale blue. Blue as cornflowers, or dragonfly wings, or a spring—not summer—sky.
  Someone screamed. The scream drew others. The others screamed, too, not because a girl was dead, but because the girl was blue, and this meant something in the city of Weep. Even after the sky stopped reeling, and the earth settled, and the last fume spluttered from the blast site and dispersed, the screams went on, feeding themselves from voice to voice, a virus of the air.
  The blue girl’s ghost gathered itself and perched, bereft, upon the spearpoint-tip of the projecting finial, just an inch above her own still chest. Gasping in shock, she tilted back her invisible head and gazed, mournfully, up.
  The screams went on and on.
  And across the city, atop a monolithic wedge of seamless, mirror-smooth metal, a statue stirred, as though awakened by the tumult, and slowly lifted its great horned head.

If you are as excited about this book as I am, then there is not tooooo long to wait, as it is due to be released in September. Until then, you can catch up with Laini on Twitter or on her website

She will even be going on tour later this year, so stay tuned for more information about that!

Hope you all enjoyed this exclusive - now we just have to wait patiently for September... 

See you next week for more blogging goodness :)

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