Rachel Harris’s debut, MY SUPER SWEET SIXTEENTH CENTURY, has had a facelift 🙂
Although the response to the initial cover was wonderful and enthusiastic, Entangled Teen has given the YA Magical Realism/Historical a new look…and to celebrate, Rachel is also sharing a never-before-seen sneak peek and the first look at her new book trailer.
MY SUPER SWEET SIXTEENTH CENTURY hits bookshelves everywhere September 11, 2012, and is available now for pre-order at IndieBound, Barnes & Noble, Amazon, The Book Depository, and Books a Million. You can add it to your Goodreads shelf here.
Follow the author on Twitter @RachelHarrisYA and Facebook and visit her at her website at www.RachelHarrisWrites.com
First, the excerpt:
“I thought I’d teach you a dance from where I come from,” I tell him. “One that’s much easier than that multi-step mess inside.”
I place my left hand on Lorenzo’s shoulder and slip my right one into his. I pause to listen to the music floating over the tinkling voices and bubbling fountain, and begin counting the three-beat tempo. “One, two, three. One, two, three.”
I stand still, only my head moving, slowly nodding with my words so he can hear the rhythm.
When his head begins subtly bobbing with mine, I show him how to add his feet. He takes a tentative step forward with his left while I step back with my right, then we side step, close, and repeat the steps with our other feet, all while I lightly whisper the beat count.
The breeze picks up, blowing my skirt and skimming my veil across the back of my neck. Chills run down my spine, but the warmth coursing through my veins from being in his arms provides a delicious contradiction.
Lorenzo continues nervously darting his eyes to our feet, but he is dancing. As he relaxes into the movement, his shoulders rising and falling with the steps, the confidence he always seems to exude creeps back on his face, and he tightens the hold around me. Our faces are kissably close, our lips a hairs breadth away from touching. I stare into the chocolate depths of his eyes and the rest of the ball fades away. The only music guiding our steps is my light whisper and the erratic rhythm of our breathing. Time slows. Lorenzo grins.
“I think you got it,” I say breathlessly, running my hand along the soft fabric of his shoulder, feeling the rock-hard muscles underneath.
My body curls inward, pressing against his. The proper form for the waltz is a straight spine and shoulders back, but if there was ever a time to break the rules, this is it.
And here’s the trailer…
Last but not least, the cover…
LOVE this cover!! I liked the first one, but this one is really stunningly gorgeous!! love love love! 😀
The cover is FANTASTIC and I can’t believe this is the first I’m hearing of this book because it is so my thing. I want, want, WANT!
(The twitter link goes to Lisa Bergren, not Rachel!)
I absolutely adore this cover. 🙂