I was lucky enough (thanks to the lovely Kaitlin @ Reading Is My Treasure) to have the chance to read Salt & Stone before its release. I may have failed about it already (fine, I most definitely flailed about it, quite a bit). And now, you have the chance to not only read the final excerpt before release day, but you can also win your very own copy, thanks to Victoria Scott! And trust me, if you liked Fire & Flood, you haven’t seen anything yet! And if you haven’t read it… well, what are you waiting for!?
I swallow and stare at him in the dark, my entire body itching to feel his touch. When I
see the anticipation in his stance, the way he looks at me as if I’m both infuriating and
appealing — it makes me feel powerful. But when he takes a step in my direction, that
power plummets to some place untouchable. Now I’m a seventeen-year-old girl again,
standing in the shadows with someone who feels like he’s lived three lives to my one.
“Come with me,” he orders.
There’s no room for refusal, and I don’t want there to be. He takes my hand to help me
step over sleeping bodies, both human and Pandora. When I stumble, he leans over
and sweeps beneath my knees. I’m brought into his arms with the same ease I may use
to curl a rabbit to my chest. But I’m not such an innocent, silent creature.
I’ve got spirit and fire in spades. Though, right now, as he carries me to the single back
bedroom, I have neither. I’m somebody else now. I’m Tella Holloway, Boston girl turned
Montana transplant, sitting on the edge of her bed, awaiting her very first date with the
boy who makes her parents uneasy. A boy who doesn’t speak nearly enough, but when
he does, this girl stops and listens. In my mind’s eye, I’m wearing the silver-sequined
dress that’s hibernated in my closet far too long. I feel beautiful and confident, and who
cares if he said we’re going to the lake at night? I want to glimpse the look on his face
when he sees me. I envision how his entire face will light up as if it’s lit from within. How
his full lips will part slightly and his cold blue eyes will soften.
Guy sets me on my feet, and I gaze up at him.
Oh yes. Right there. That’s the look I imagined.
© 2015 Victoria Scott. From Salt & Stone by Victoria Scott, published by Scholastic Inc. All rights reserved.