The Nerd's Word #11: Waiting On The Lost Prince by Julie Kagawa + Swooning Over Perfect Chemistry by Simone Elkeles

"Waiting On"

A book I cannot wait to get my hands on.
hosted by Jill at Breaking the Spine

The Lost Prince (Call of the Forgotten #1) 

by Julie Kagawa

Expected publication: October 23rd 2012 by Harlequin Teen 

Don't look at Them. Never let Them know you can see Them.
That is Ethan Chase's unbreakable rule. Until the fey he avoids at all costs—including his reputation—begin to disappear, and Ethan is attacked. Now he must change the rules to protect his family. To save a girl he never thought he's dare to fall for.
Ethan thought he had protected himself from his older sister's world—the land of Faery. His previous time in the Iron Realm left him with nothing but fear and disgust for the world Meghan Chase has made her home, a land of myths and talking cats, of magic and seductive enemies. But when destiny comes for Ethan, there is no escape from a danger long, long forgotten.
My name is Ethan Chase. And I may not live to see my eighteenth birthday.

I love all of Julie Kagawa's books. The Iron Fey is one of my favorite series. To say that I LOVE it is actually an understatement. My relationship with this series is more of an obsession. As to how many times I have read EACH BOOK in the series, I have lost count. I'm sure I am not the only one eagerly waiting for this book to come out. I just can't believe Ethan is all grown up. In my mind, he still carrying Floppy, his stuffed rabbit around.

Swoon:

Lines and/or scenes from a book that made me swoon.
hosted by the girls at YA Bound

The HOT-T-T scene below came from Perfect Chemistry (Perfect Chemistry #1) by Simone Elkeles.

"Come to me," I say, then lift her until she's straddling me over my bike.
I can't stop kissing her. I whisper how good she feels to me, mixing Spanish and English with every sentence. I move my lips down her neck and linger there until she leans back and lets me take her shirt off. I can make her forget about the bad stuff. When we're together like this, hell, I can't think of anything else but her.
"I'm losing control," she admits, biting her lower lip. I love those lips.
"Mamacita, I've already lost it," I say, grinding against her so she knows exactly how much control I've lost.