Publisher: Bloomsbury ChildrenRelease Date: February 14th, 2013
Genre: Young Adult-Paranormal
Source: I received an e-ARC from the publisher via NetGalley
Description from Goodreads: Dancing with someone is an act of trust. Elegant and intimate; you’re close enough to kiss, close enough to feel your partner’s heartbeat. But for Vanessa, dance is deadly--and she must be very careful who she trusts . . .
Vanessa Adler attends an elite ballet school--the same one her older sister, Margaret, attended before she disappeared. Vanessa feels she can never live up to her sister’s shining reputation. But Vanessa, with her glorious red hair and fair skin, has a kind of power when she dances--she loses herself in the music, breathes different air, and the world around her turns to flames . . .
Soon she attracts the attention of three men: gorgeous Zep, mysterious Justin, and the great, enigmatic choreographer Josef Zhalkovsky. When Josef asks Vanessa to dance the lead in the Firebird, she has little idea of the danger that lies ahead--and the burning forces about to be unleashed .
"Vanessa turned, only to find her lips inches from Justin's, so close that she breathed the scent of his skin, which smelled fresh, like the sun rising over the ocean."
I just found this to be really poor writing and a completely uninspired simile. We had a pretty funny discussion in my status update for this one over what exactly the sun rising over the ocean would smell like, because, uh, that doesn't normally have a scent.
"Their bodies fit together like two halves of a pair, and she fell into him, the taste of sweat lingering on her tongue as she let him envelop her in a warm and salty kiss."
"She closed her eyes and breathed in the scent of his sweat."
And that was another weird thing. This author had a strange obsession with sweat and salt. Because I edit, certain words stand out to me if they are overused. I don't think I could have counted the number of times she used the words 'sweat' and 'salt' if I wanted to. The other thing I must mention? Sweat is not sexy. Sweaty men are not sexy. Tasting someone's sweat when you kiss them? Vomit-worthy. WHAT THE HELL? I'm about to puke right now just thinking about that!