Randoms: First Lines Fridays Ep. 110

First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words and I heard about it via chonkybooks.

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!

“About damn time!”

Woohoo…someone is excited! Is this in anger? Excitement? Worry? Hmmm…intrigued.

Lulled into a daze by the monotonous chirping of cicadas, I bolted upright in my chair, my friend’s sudden outburst making my heartbeat gallop.

Could be good…action oriented?

I started at Ana’id, seated in the old plasti-wood rocking chair across from mine. Her head was tilted to the light evening breeze on my front porch, furrows creasing her forehead as she concentrated on a noise in the distance.

Kind of tame continuance. Let’s see what’s next.

She was wearing her very best clothes in preparation of our community’s Harvest Feast – a cotton shirt that only had a few light stains and a pair of work trousers fashioned from recycled denim. At the corners of her temples, her curving horns were freshly buffed and polished, reflecting the waning sunlight.

Horns? This just got interesting.

The answer:

In this first of a sexy new sci-fi romance series, a galactic farmer discovers the robot she ordered is actually a flesh-and-blood woman.

Cedra: Running a farm on your own is exhausting and lonely. The Servana 200 service bot I ordered was expensive, but I need the help—and if it can also hold a conversation, it will be worth the price.

When the bot arrives, though, her hair is curlier than I selected, her skin is surprisingly soft, and she’s curvier and more beautiful than I imagined. But do bots tremble at the lightest touch? Do they smell like a heady mix of flowers and hot, sweet blood, teasing my fangs to life?

Technology is truly a marvel. Or is it?

Twyla: Running from a forced engagement is terrifying. But I’m backed into a corner, and my only escape is to crawl into a packing box for a bot modeled after me.

It’s certainly a panic move, but it got me out of one bad situation… And landed me right in the middle of another.

At first, Cedra isn’t the most welcoming sort, not when she presses a knife to my flesh and threatens to kick me out of her home. I come clean fast, pleading with her to let me stay and be her housekeeper. She’s hesitant, but I can tell she’s warming up to the idea…

Something’s flaring between us—fierce and urgent and insistent. And if these primal desires are mutual, maybe she’ll be the one begging me to stay. Check out…New World: Stay With Me by Lily X.

Did you guess right?

Want to put it on your #TBR list? Goodreads.

Photo Credits:

First Lines Promo: Photo by Matej on Pexels.com


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