The books that have been collecting dust for so long they have become stained from it
Bloodlust. Magic. Forbidden secrets.
Forbidden to love doomed to fail
Savannah Colbert has never known why she’s so hated by the kids of the Clann. Nor can she deny her instinct to get close to Clann golden boy, Tristan Coleman. Especially when she recovers from a strange illness and the attraction becomes nearly irresistible. It’s as if he’s a magnet, pulling her gaze, her thoughts—even her dreams. Her family has warned her to have nothing to do with him or any members of the Clann. But when Tristan is suddenly everywhere she goes, Savannah fears she’s destined to fail.
For years, Tristan has been forbidden to even speak to Savannah. Then she disappears from school for a week and comes back...different, and suddenly he can’t stay away. Boys seem intoxicated just from looking at her. His own family becomes striker than ever. And Tristan has to fight his own urge to protect her, to be near her, no matter the consequences...
Crave, Melissa Darnell
(The Clann, #1)
Published, October 25th 2011 by Harliquin Teen
A wave of pain rose up to slam into my stomach and chest, wiping the smile right off my face. This was an ache I knew far too well. It hit me every time he came within a hundred yards of me, usually before I even saw or heard him.
Michelle let out a dreamy sigh, confirming what my body already knew.
“Please let me trip him,” Anne muttered once she’d glanced back over her shoulder and spotted him, too.
I kept my gaze on Michelle, though the tiny blonde’s moonstruck expression was tough to watch. Anything to keep me facing forward.
Just a few more seconds and he’d pass right behind me. I told myself I didn’t care, even as my skin tingled with some secret knowledge all its own that he was drawing closer.
I groaned inside my head. How did he do this to me?
Even in the middle of a noisy mass of students, one girl’s laughter grabbed my attention.
I couldn’t figure out how she did it. The hallway was loud, with at least a hundred students all talking and yelling in a space only a few yards wide and a hundred yards long. But every time Savannah Colbert laughed, the husky sound somehow managed to reach out and twist up everything inside me.
I and all the rest of the descendants of the Clann had been forbidden to have anything to do with Savannah. Supposedly she was a dangerous influence or something. Whatever she was, she was definitely on the Clann’s list of social outcast. And Mom made sure I knew it, too, constantly pounding it into my head for the past five years to “stay away from that Colbert girl.”
And yet I couldn’t stop myself from turning to look at her now.
it’s was again one of those books that I found in a shop and couldn’t help myself, though because of those reasons there wasn’t any imminent grab to read it, so....I haven’t yet, though I’ve wanted to and thought about it, other books have always come instead.
Hopefully soon I’ll dust it off and get into it, but it’s got that...what if I just want a little, and I’ll have book two as well.