It wore a suit with more grace than most humans could manage, the light gray material untouched by wrinkles or dirt. The demon had dark hair cut evenly down its neck. It was simply staring, and Dee took a moment to do the same. The demon wasn't tallying up her bra size or even leering at her. The look wasn't a once-over, or at least not the kind Dee was used to. "How do you know I'm working?" It finally looked at her. "Kind of going for the low-hanging fruit, aren't you?" The demon didn't look at her it kept knitting, its fingers deftly sliding a stitch from one needle to the other. In a silky voice, because of course that's the only kind of voice a demon would have. Red yarn trailed around its fingers as it knit, and the sight made Dee feel brave. Dee considered her options.ĭemons weren't supposed to be dangerous, or only as dangerous as your average used car salesman. It was the kind of afternoon one could only find in Oregon-grass still doused with last night's rain, lit up by what sunlight managed to escape the cloud cover. If she returned indoors, she would have to eat her lunch with the other high school volunteers, and that thought made her stomach shrivel up. The smokers' area was where she always took her lunch break she didn't smoke, but it made for a good place to eat-at least, when it wasn't already occupied. Read ExcerptĪ demon was knitting outside the hospital.ĭee Moreno froze. This book will steal your heart and break it, and leave you begging for more. In The Hearts We Sold, demons can be outwitted, hearts can be reclaimed, monsters can be fought, and love isn’t impossible. As something like love grows between them amid an otherworldly threat, Dee begins to wonder: Can she give James her heart when it’s no longer hers to give?
Reality is turned on its head, and Dee has only her fellow “heartless,” the charming but secretive James Lancer, to keep her grounded. And what comes after Dee makes her deal is a nightmare far bigger, far more monstrous than anything she ever could have imagined. The demon who Dee approaches doesn’t trade in the usual arms and legs, however. But this is a world where demons exist, and the demons are there to make deals: one human body part in exchange for one wish come true. Her home life sucks (to put it mildly), and she’s about to get booted from her boarding school–the only place she’s ever felt free–for lack of funds. An intoxicating blend of fantasy, horror, and romance–a Faustian fable perfect for fans of Holly Black, and Stranger Things.ĭee Moreno is out of options.
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