The Friday 56… Warrior by Zoe Archer

His life was a strange one, all right. It didn’t bother him nearly as much as it should. Bloody wonderful to have a mission again, a purpose beyond Inwood’s promises of work and wife in a country that hadn’t been his home for fifteen years. He forced away thoughts of the letter, still residing in Huntley’s pocket, disapproving.

Warrior, by Zoe Archer

Due out 9.2010…

About the Friday 56

  • Grab the book nearest you. Right now
  • Turn to page 56.
  • Find the fifth sentence.
  • Post that sentence (plus one or two others if you like) along with these instructions on your blog or (if you do not have your own blog) in the comments section of this blog.
  • Post a link along with your post back to this blog.
  • Don’t dig for your favorite book, the coolest, the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST.

7 Replies to “The Friday 56… Warrior by Zoe Archer”

  1. Even the giant leaping greyhound on the
    side of the bus seemed to watch her.

    A Dark Love by Margaret Carroll

    Have fun in Orlando.

  2. “What time is it?” I muttered. My headache was worse than when I had lain down.

    “After twelve.”

    I sat up. “Is the swimming over?” Amanda had changed back into her clothes. She stared at me for a moment with her grey eyes before answering.

    Remember Me by Christopher Pike

  3. “You’re still so very big and feral.” Leaning her head toward his body, she breathed him in and made a low, needy sound that tore his control. “You still smell like the best thing I’ve ever tasted.”

    Laid Bared by Lauren Dane

  4. *grin* Here you go!

    Another groan. “I wish I could taste you, lick you.” His voice had grown huskier. “Show me where you’d want me to kiss you.”

    Getting caught up, she spread her knees even wider, then circled a finger over her clitoris. “Here.”

    Deep Kiss Of Winter – Untouchable by Gena Showalter

  5. ” Nikki, please, for the love of God…there’s nothing. I have nothing. Tell them-you’ve got to tell them!”

    Ghost Walk by Heather Graham

    With an apartment in Rome, a house in Umbria, an Italian husband and a job that required her to travel around Italy eating food and writing about it for Gourmet, it appears that the second Elizabeth must have saved a lot of orphans from drowning during a previous lifetime.

    Eat, Pray, Love
    by Elizabeth Gilbert

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