Friday 56 is hosted by Freda's Voice. To participate, grab your current read and share a few sentences from page 56.
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The forest had become a labyrinth of snow and ice. I'd been monitoring the parameters of the thicket for an hour, and my vantage point in the crook of a tree branch had turned useless. The gusting wind blew thick flurries to sweep away my tracks, but buried along with them any signs of potential quarry.
-Page 1 of A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Mass
I didn't, and when I went to ask more about whom I should try to avoid, she had already finished with my hair and opened the door to the hall.
-Page 56 of A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Mass
When nineteen-year-old huntress Feyre kills a wolf in the woods, a beast-like creature arrives to demand retribution. Dragged to a treacherous magical land she knows about only from legends, Feyre discovers that her captor is not an animal but Tamlin- one of the lethal immortal faeries who once ruled their world.
As Feyre dwells on his estate, her feelings for Tamlin transform from icy hostility into a fiery passion that burns through every lie and warning she's been told about the beautiful, dangerous world of the Fae. But an ancient, wicked shadow over the faerie lands is growing, and Feyre must find a way to stop it... or doom Tamlin- and his world- forever.