Mi relectura de White Hot Kiss...recopilación de frases,escenas...


Como ya sabéis, he estado leyendo de nuevo el primer libro de la saga The Dark Elements, White Hot Kiss, y lo he disfrutado tanto o más que la primera vez que lo leí.

Así que he querido dejaros algunas de las mejores frases o escenas que he marcado a lo largo de mi relectura... Para que podamos re-disfrutar de nuevo de nuestro querido Roth...oh, Roth...

"You know what they say" the other demon countered "Sticks and stones may break your bones, but I'm going to demolish you"

"Don't be scared of Bambi" the demon said "She's only curious and maybe a little bit hungry"

The thing was named Bambi?
Oh, my God, the thing stared at me like it wanted to eat me.
The...the giant snake didn't try to make me his snack pack. When it swung back toward the Seeker, I nearly fell over from relief. But then it shot across the small space, rising until its monstrous head hovered over the petrified lesser demon. The snake opened its mouth, revealing two fangs the size of my hand and, past them, a yawning black hole.
"Okay" the demon murmured, smirking "Maybe she's a lot hungry" 
¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡ TEAM BAMBI!!!!!!!!

"Oh, so you're a demon and a stalker?" I swallowed hard. "Because that's not creepy or anything"
He laughed softly "Deflection doesn't work on demons"
"Then I guess I'll just have to try biting again"
Something flared in his golden eyes, brightening them. "You wanna try?" He leaned in again, his lips brushing the curve of my cheek. "Let me suggest more appropiate places. I have this piercing-"
"Stop!" I jerked my head to the side "Now I can add pervert to stalker and demon"
"I have no objection to any of those titles"

Roth turned his head. "What are you doing back there?"
My eyes narrowed on him.
"Are you staring at me?"
"No!" I whispered, lying through my teeth.
He eased the chair down, sparing Mrs. Cleo a brief glance before turning sideways in his seat. "I think you are."
Stacey leaned over, grinning "She was"
I shot her a hateful look. "I was not"
Roth eyed Stacey with renewed interest "She was? And what she was staring at?"
"I really don't know" Stacey whispered back "I was too busy staring at your face to notice" 

I stared at my goo-covered pants and hands before fixing Roth with a glare "I hate you"
"Hate is such a strong word" He swaggered to my side, bending down "Let me help you"
I kicked out, catching him in the shin "Don't touch me"
He hobbled back, cursing and shaking out his pants let. "You got brains on my new jeans. Thanks"

"People with the purest souls are capable of the greatest evils. No one is perfect, no matter what they are or what side they fight for." Roth caught my hand, pulling me around a cluster of tourists with fanny packs. "One of these days I'm going to buy me one of those"
The laugh came out before I could squelch it "You'd look real sexy in a fanny pack"
His smile warmed his face - warmed me. "I'd look sexy in just about anything"
I laughed again, shaking my head. "You're so modest"
Roth winked "Modesty belongs to losers. Something I am not"
I shook my head, grinning "I'd tell you that probably earned you a ticket to Hell, but you know..."
Roth tipped his head to the side, chuckling "Yeah. Yeah. Do you know how many times people have told me to go to Hell?"
"I can only imagine" I caught sight of the top of the Verizon Center.
"It never gets old" Roth mused, smiling softly.

He moved unbelievably fast. I didn't even have a chance to react. One second he was standing a good three feet away from me and the next his hands were gently clasping my cheeks. There was an instant when I wondered how something so strong and deadly could hold anything so carefully, but then he tilted my head back and lowered his own. My heart rate kicked into hyperdrive. He wasn't going to kiss me. No way-
Roth kissed me.
The brush of his lips was tentative at first, an unhurried sweep of his mouth against mine. Every muscle in my body locked up, but I didn't pull away like I should've, and Roth made a low sound deep in his throat that sent shivers down my spine. His lips caressed mine again, nibbling and clinging to them until they parted on a gasp. He deepened the kiss with a thrust of his tongue. My senses went into overload, firing in every direction. The kiss - it was everything I could've imagined a kiss to be and then some. Sublime. Explosive. My heart fluttered wildly, from a yearning so deep, darts of fear shot through my veins.
"See" he murmured in a thick voice, and he let go, his fingers trailing over my cheeks. "Your life isn't about all you can't do. It's about what you can do"
"Your tongue is pierced" I said dumbly.
A wicked gleam filled his gaze "That's not the only thing pierced" 

Roth stopped and took both of my hands in his "I've missed you"
My heart did a weird little jump. Stupid heart. I needed to focus.(...) "Roth we need to talk about what you told me"
"We're talking" He dipped his head, brushing his cheek against mine"
"This is not talking" Not that I didn't enjoy it "And I really do have questions"
"So ask away. I can multitask" He tugged me forward, circling an arm around my waist. Dipping his head to where my neck sloped, he inhaled deeply "Can't you?"

"Who taught you all that? Stony the gargoyle?"
I made a face. "His name is Zayne, and yes"
Roth shook his head as his thumb soothed around my palms "Watching you kick ass was incredibly hot - like really, really hot. But if you ever do anything like that again, I will throw you over my shoulders and spank your -"
"You finish that sentence and I'm going to introduce my knee to a certaing part of your anatomy"
His gaze dropped and he winced. "Okay. You win. I've seen your kicks"
I started to respond, but Bambi slithered up and placed its horse-sized head on my shoulder. Every muscle in my body locked up and I squeezed my eyes shut. There was a puff of air, stirring the hair along my temple. Bambi's forked tongue shot out, tickling the side of my neck"
"Hey, look, Bambi likes you"
I pried one eye ope "And if she didn't?"
"Oh, you know, 'cause she would've eaten you by now"

Y sigo declarándome TEAM BAMBI!!!

His eyes crashed into mine, and they were like two citrines. He read something in my gaze. He had to, because a shudder rolled through his body "I'm a demon, Layla. What I see in your eyes and what I sense from your body is something I will take. Make no mistake. I'll give you one chance. Close your eyes, and I'll let this go"
I felt weak under his consuming stare, but I didn't close my eyes.
"Layla" He said my name as if it hurt him.
And then he kissed me. Not like the first time in the park. Not like the other time on this very bed. He captured my lips in a lingering kiss. I moaned at the first taste of him, sweet like chocolate. Little shivers of pleasure and painc shot through me when he deepened the kiss and I felt the coolness of the bolt in his tongue. My body sparked to life; my heart swelled and thundered. The rush of sensations crawling across my body was maddening, beautiful and scary.

 "It's okay" he whispered against the corner of my lip "This is about you. Yeah, this is totaly about you" He sounded surprised by his own words, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse as he pressed his forehead against mine "You undo me. You have no idea how you undo me"

He moved so fast there was no chance to prepare myself. One second he was there, and then he was curving a hand around the nape of my neck "You need something" he said, and when I stared at him, he added "Your face"
"My face?"
"It's in need of my kisses"
I started to laugh, but his lips found mine as if they were made specifically to do so. My mouth parted on a gasp and the kiss deepened, stealing my breath. His fingers dug into my neck in a firm hold. Time slowed to a crawl and his mouth never left mine, his lips soaking up my responses like he was starved for water. The kiss felt good - really good - and it made me think ot what we'd done back in his loft.
 Yo me quería morir la primera vez que leí estas palabras y me ha vuelto a pasar ahora...Oh, Roth...

Personalmente, me encanta cómo es Layla cuando está con Roth. Es divertida, mordaz, atrevida, está VIVA. En cambio, cuando está con Zayne...es como una niñita pequeña, modosa y tierna, pero aburrida. Al menos así es en White Hot Kiss...A ver qué pasa en Stone Cold Touch.


En fin, espero que hayáis disfrutado de mi recopilación de escenas...

¡Me voy a leer Stone Cold Touch!

Saludos, Demonios y Wardens!!! y a Bambi también!!! :)

2 comentarios:

  1. Te has dejado la mejor!!:

    He moved so fast there was no chance to prepare myself. One second he was there, and then he was curving a hand around the nape of my neck. “You need something,” he said, and when I stared at him, he added, “Your face.”
    “My face?”
    “It’s in need of my kisses.”
    I started to laugh, but his lips found mine as if they were made specifically to do so.

    Estoy de acuerdo contigo. Cuando Layla está con Roth es otra. Y en Stone Cold Touch es lo mismo, después de leerlo sigo siendo Team Roth.