First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines?
- Pick a book off your shelf (it could be your current read or on your TBR) and open to the first page.
- Copy the first few lines, but don’t give anything else about the book away just yet – you need to hook the reader first.
- Finally… reveal the book!
Hello! I’ve had this Friday off work and it’s made such a difference to my weekend already. I have a charity do to attend tomorrow, but other than that I plan to spend the weekend reading, and I can’t wait. This weeks first lines are from an eerie sounding book with an equally creepy cover…
“The night breeze of the sea riffled through the bone orchard, playing softly in the ghastly white fruits, making the solid ones clatter while the long bones chimed and fluted.”
Well that sounds suitably creepy… and I for one can’t wait to read it. You may have guessed it already considering the title is in the quote above but, if not, scroll below to find out!
Charm is a witch, and she is alone. The last of a line of conquered necromantic workers, now confined within the yard of regrown bone trees at Orchard House, and the secrets of their marrow.
Charm is a prisoner, and a survivor. Charm tends the trees and their clattering fruit for the sake of her children, painstakingly grown and regrown with its fruit: Shame, Justice, Desire, Pride, and Pain.
Charm is a whore, and a madam. The wealthy and powerful of Borenguard come to her house to buy time with the girls who aren’t real.
Except on Tuesdays, which is when the Emperor himself lays claim to his mistress, Charm herself.
But now–Charm is also the only person who can keep an empire together, as the Emperor summons her to his deathbed, and charges her with choosing which of his awful, faithless sons will carry on the empire—by discovering which one is responsible for his own murder.
If she does this last thing, she will finally have what has been denied her since the fall of Inshil — her freedom. But if she does, she will also be betraying the ghosts past and present that live on within her heart.
Charm must choose. Her dead Emperor’s will or the whispers of her own ghosts. Justice for the empire or her own revenge.
Ah clever! It’s got the title in it. You stumped me.
Ok here’s mine… “My father was a king and the son of kings.”
It’s … The Song of Achilles! Happy Friday friend!
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Oooh that’s a good one! I have that on my tbr, so I might have to bump it up now 😊
Thanks! I was gifted a copy years ago and finally decided to give it a try. It’s not my go to genre but so far it’s a five star read, through and through. Absolutely love it.
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