Untold (The Lynburn Legacy Book 2) - Softcover

Buch 2 von 3: The Lynburn Legacy

Rees Brennan, Sarah

 
9780375871047: Untold (The Lynburn Legacy Book 2)
Softcover
ISBN 10: 0375871047 ISBN 13: 9780375871047
Verlag: Random House Children's Books, 2014

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A modern, magical twist on the Gothic romance and girl detective genres, the Lynburn Legacy books will appeal to fans of both Beautiful Creatures and the Mortal Instruments series. Reviewers have praised the take-charge heroine and the spellbinding romance.
 
It’s time to choose sides. . . .
 
On the surface, Sorry-in-the-Vale is a sleepy little town. But Kami Glass knows the truth. Sorry-in-the-Vale is full of magic. In the old days, the Lynburn family ruled with fear, terrifying the people into submission by killing human sacrifices for blood and power. Now the Lynburns are back, and Rob Lynburn is gathering sorcerers so the town can return to the old ways.
 
But Rob and his followers aren’t the only sorcerers around. The town must make a decision: pay the blood sacrifice, or fight. For Kami, this means more than just choosing between good and evil. With her link to Jared Lynburn severed, she’s now free to love whomever she chooses. But who should that be?
 
As coauthor with Cassandra Clare of the bestselling Bane Chronicles, Sarah Rees Brennan has mastered the art of the page-turner.


"A sparkling fantasy that will make you laugh and break your heart." --Cassandra Clare, New York Times bestselling author

"A darkly funny, deliciously thrilling Gothic." --Kelley Armstrong, New York Times bestselling author

"Readers will laugh, shiver, and maybe even swoon over this modern Gothic novel." --Melissa Marr, New York Times bestselling author

"Breathtaking--a compulsive, rocketing read."--Tamora Pierce, New York Times bestselling author

"Captures the reader with true magic."--Esther Friesner, author of Nobody's Princess

"A laugh-out-loud delight." --Publishers Weekly

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SARAH REES BRENNAN was born and raised by the sea in Ireland. After college she lived briefly in New York and somehow survived in spite of her habit of hitching lifts in fire engines. Since then she has returned to Ireland to write and use as a home base for future adventures. Her other titles include the Demon's Lexicon Trilogy.

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Chapter One
The Scarecrow Trials
WELCOME TO SORRY-IN-THE-VALE. IT'S A MAGICAL PLACE (AND WE MEAN THAT LITERALLY).
by Kami Glass
Let's not front. We all know magic is real.
You know. Or it's time you knew. It's time someone told you.
I always said that every town has a story, that even our sleepy Sorry-in-the-Vale must have one. I was so sure that I could find a story hidden somewhere under the chocolate-box prettiness of our town. I thought finding a story would be like bird-watching in the Vale woods, waiting for bright eyes and a burst of wings. I thought it would be like finding gold.
It wasn't like that at all.
I was searching for a story, and then the Lynburn family returned to the manor above our town: the sisters Lillian and Rosalind, their sons Ash and Jared, and Lillian's husband, Rob. They had been gone seventeen years, but as soon as they returned there was blood in the woods.
They were not here long before a girl died.
The Lynburns are sorcerers. I have seen magic with my own eyes. I saw Jared Lynburn turn himself invisible. I saw Ash Lynburn make objects fly. I saw shadows come to life, and come for me.
It was neither Jared nor Ash Lynburn who killed someone. Jared Lynburn may be, in this reporter's completely unbiased opinion, the most infuriating idiot in the land, but he was not responsible for this. Lillian, Jared, Ash, even Rosalind are not the ones who want to make Sorry-in-the-Vale again what it once was: a place where the sorcerers were our lords, demanding our blood as their right.
Rob Lynburn killed Nicola Prendergast. She was my age: she was seventeen. We were friends when we were children. I do not know how to talk about her death, that she died so a selfish lunatic could have more power, but I know I must. There are people in this town who already know the secrets of Sorry-in-the-Vale: people who are not talking and not acting because they are afraid. But hiding from the truth will not make it go away.
The Lynburns aren't the only sorcerers. They are the leaders, but there are others. There are police officers who are sorcerers. There are teachers who are sorcerers. There is magic on every side. Rob and Rosalind Lynburn left Aurimere House two weeks ago, and we know Rob was recruiting sorcerers to kill with him months before that. He has not been seen or heard from since he left, but that means nothing. He is a sorcerer and can walk unseen, gathering more sorcerers to him and making his plans.
We have to plan too. What can we do to fight magic? What power do we have?
Knowledge is power. Knowing this is power: me telling you this is power, for me and for you.
Try to be as strong and know as much as you can.
The sorcerers are coming for our town. Let's be ready for them.
"Well," said Kami Glass to herself, staring at her computer screen. "That doesn't make me look mad as a bucketful of hedgehogs at all."
Then she checked the time on her computer, saved the document, and made a grab for her bag and her orange jacket with the lace cuffs. It was Halloween, and if Kami didn't hurry she would be late for the Scarecrow Trials.

The sun was setting in crimson slashes and gold ribbons over Sorry-in-the-Vale. Night was falling and Kami had a lot of scarecrows to get through.
"I hear in the big city, girls dress up like sexy witches and sexy vampires and sexy Easter bunnies, and go to parties where they do all sorts of scandalous things," Kami said. "Lucky you and me, we walk around our town looking at our neighbors' gardens and remarking 'My, that's a good-looking scarecrow' to each other. I guess this is why our natures are so beautiful and unspoiled."
"My, that's a hideous scarecrow," Angela drawled. "Are we done yet?"
"No, Angela," Kami said patiently. "This is our first scarecrow. I'm going to write an article on the tradition of the Scarecrow Trials, and I'm going to put a picture of the winning scarecrow on our front page so everyone can say to themselves 'Fine figure of a scarecrow.' For the preservation of our sacred journalistic integrity, we have to see every scarecrow in town."
"I can't figure out how I got roped into this mess," said Angela, who looked all scarecrowed out. "Obviously, I've made some very poor life choices."
Kami fell silent. She had roped Angela into much more than the Scarecrow Trials. She was the one who had told Angela that she heard a voice in her head, and that the voice was a real person. She'd drawn Angela into her investigation of the murder and magic in Sorry-in-the-Vale. She had caught the attention of Rob Lynburn, sorcerer and murderer. Kami knew it was due to her that Angela had almost died in the woods two weeks ago.
Kami and Angela were on the west edge of town, at the top of the steep slope of Schoolhouse Road. Kami looked down at the old yellow cobblestones shadowed with the coming of night. She traced the line of the road with her eyes, to the sloping roofs and spinning weather vanes of Sorry-in-the-Vale, then to the woods waiting beyond.
Kami did not know how to talk to Angela about that, or how to tell her she was sorry. Misery and uncertainty kept flooding through her, tides that had been turned back all her life by a secret voice. Now the voice in her head was silent.
Angela, her brilliant dark eyes almost hidden by her veil of black hair, gave Kami a sidelong glance. Angela looked annoyed, which was her default, but Kami could see a hint of concern lurking underneath. She knew that her new hesitancy was freaking Angela out.
"You know what?" Kami said with a grin. "Mrs. Jeffries at the post office tried to slip me a little somethin' somethin' to praise her scarecrow in The Nosy Parker. It's shocking how corrupt the Scarecrow Trials have become. What about honor, Angela? What about the craft?"
"How much did you get?"
"Well, okay, she slipped me some free stamps," Kami admitted. "Still, my first bribe as a journalist. I'm feeling pretty fancy." Sorry-in-the-Vale didn't have a local paper, and Kami had been proud when she saw people without kids reading the paper she edited, aptly titled The Nosy Parker.
At least she was succeeding at something.
Kami and Angela stopped at the Greens' house, one of the few old houses not made of golden Cotswold stone but of granite and slate. It was a gray crumbling edifice that seemed bound together by the dry brown briars of climbing roses growing over it. The Greens' scarecrow was lopsided on its stand; its yellow gloves, stuffed fat with straw, seemed to wave feebly at them.
Kami clicked her tongue. "Poor effort," she said, taking a picture with her phone and making a note to that effect in her notebook. "Might scare off a few thrushes. Possibly a pigeon. But it's not a hardcore scarecrow."
"I'm uncomfortable checking out scarecrows," Angela said. "I don't swing that way."
It was Kami's turn to give Angela a sidelong look.
That was something else they hadn't talked about. Kami had found out secondhand that Angela had tried to kiss their friend Holly. Kami must have been more or less the worst best friend in the world if Angela had not felt like she could tell her that she liked girls.
"Have you . . ." Kami cleared her throat. "Have you had a chance to talk to Holly?"
"No," Angela snapped. "Been chatting much with Jared?"
"We often have special moments where I come into a room and he immediately leaves," Kami said. "I treasure those times." She swallowed, the knot in her throat as sharp as if she had swallowed a rose, the thorns raking on their way down.
"I don't mean to--to make you feel bad," Kami added, hating that she had to say it. Words felt so clumsy when she was talking about feelings and not facts. "I just wanted you to know that you can talk about it. If you want."
"I don't want," Angela told her flatly.
They followed the curve of the road until it became Cooper Lane, fringed by pale buildings and dark trees....

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Verlag
Random House Children's Books
Erscheinungsdatum
2014
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
0375871047
ISBN 13 
9780375871047
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Anzahl der Seiten
402
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