Thursday, December 22, 2011

Cold Blood by Heather Hildenbrand Excerpt + GIVEAWAY

StuckInBooks is please to be part of the Cold Blood Blog Tour.  I have the next excerpt for you below.  There's also a GIVEAWAY so check that out at the end.

Book Summary:

Wood Point Academy is not at all what I expected. For one thing, it looks like a cross between military school and Buckingham Palace. Everyone stares, the floors shine so bright you can see your reflection in them from a mile away, and no one smiles. Unless they're kicking your butt in the process.
At least I've got plenty to take my mind off the fact that my psycho cousin, Miles De'Luca, keeps calling and declaring his love and promising to come for me just as soon as he's destroyed anyone standing in our way. Wes isn't going to like that idea. So between Miles, Wood Point's evil welcoming committee, and the drill sergeant hottie trainer from hell, I just keep asking myself…How did I end up here?

Cold Blood is Book 2 in the Dirty Blood series

I slipped into the classroom as the teacher reached over to close the door. A short, balding man with a paisley tie and thick glasses peered at me. His lips were so thin they all but disappeared, but he managed to purse them in annoyance.
“You must be Miss Godfrey." His voice was surprisingly deep for such a small man.
“Yes, sir. Sorry I’m late.”
“You weren’t. If you were, I’d have already closed the door and you wouldn’t be permitted inside.”
I didn’t really know what to say to that so I nodded and waited while the teacher drifted back towards his desk. Behind me, I could hear a few quiet snickers, but I didn’t turn. I didn’t want to see it.
The teacher turned back to me and held out a thick red textbook. “I’m Professor Lopez. Here’s your book. You may take a seat and follow along.”
I nodded and turned to scan for an empty seat. It wasn’t hard to find one. Most of the seats were empty. Only about six were filled. Unfortunately, one of the six was a brunette I’d seen shadowing Victoria. The one with lashes that drooped under the weight of her mascara.
I took the empty desk furthest from her and turned to the page Professor Lopez called out.
“Today we are reviewing the Wilhelm line, starting with Jacob Aster. Can anyone tell me what he is known for?” Professor Lopez asked.
A single hand went up.
“Miss Lawler,” Professor Lopez called.
A petite brunette with a French braid spoke up. “Jacob Wilhelm is responsible for coordinating and executing the Boston cleanup of 1868.”
“Correct,” Professor Lopez said, turning to make notes on the board.
When his back was turned, a small folded piece of paper landed on my desk. I grabbed it and looked around but no one was looking at me. I unfolded the piece of paper, careful to keep my eyes on Professor Lopez. I had a feeling that passing notes didn’t go over well with him. When the paper was laid open, I slid my book over it and then glanced down, peeking underneath the book to read the words.
‘Dogs should be kept on a short leash. Watch your step.’
I let the book fall back into place and pressed my lips together. I looked up as Professor Lopez turned around again and resisted the urge to scan the room a second time. My money was on the trampy looking minion, but who knew for sure. The entire school felt this way; it could be anyone. I studied the backs of the heads around me, until I was certain I hadn’t had a direct encounter with any of them – yet. Again, that didn’t mean anything. 
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  1. 'Trampy minion' too funny. Thanks for sharing the excerpt!

  2. I love to read all the excerpts that get posted and get a feel of the book(s). Thank you for posting and the giveaway chance. DeAnna Schultz