******Super Cover Alert******

Hardcover: 256 pages

Publisher: Hyperion Books

Publish Date: 5 Oct 2010

O...M...GOD!!!!! Isn't it lovely? Wonderful? Wow? Beautiful? Delicate? Amazing?

Here is a fun sneak-peek from the book! (from Melissa's Website)

There were seven of us at the inception of the order. A conclave was called to address the growing threat posed by the Paths of the Dead. Along with myself, present at the gathering were the Emperor’s cousin Gemellus, a weakling; Octilla and Halcyon from the vestal virgins; the head of the Imperial Army, General Alexandrus; Pantaelum, a trusted senator and Onbasius, a healer.

In my prodigious research, I have determined that Halcyon was most likely the keeper of the Gate of Promise, the third known Gate of Hell. I have come to the conclusion that this gate is instrumental in uncovering the truth behind the continued existence of our supposedly vanquished enemies. This is the gate we must focus on, the most important one in the lot.

-From the personal journal of Lawrence Van Alen

Great sneak-peek, and I LOVE THIS COVER!!!!!!!!!!!!! They just keep getting better and better don't they? Let's see if this is true...

Rating: By Hearts of course ;]

Caption: Too pale, but nice beginning. Love the city on the bottom.

Caption: Love the mask, and the eyes are gorgeous.

Caption: Ugh the tattoo looks like it was just put on the cover instead of the girl's neck.

Caption: Love at first sight. God this cover is just gorgeous. The model, the pose, the city on the bottom, the perfect red lips... Yeah.

Caption: What I like about this cover is the mystery it portrays. This book is about looking at the inside of the novel so to speak, the details and stuff, and this cover is portraying just that, us looking in. Also love the eye, reminds me of the Masquerade cover eyes.

Anyways, had you guys seen the new cover already? Am I that behind? Or not? Let me know!

PS; Last, but not least, let me give you a fun sneak-peek from the book Keys to the Repository.

From Schuyler’s story:

Three stolen kisses—what did it matter, really? Jack was never going to be her boyfriend, she thought, as she turned right onto 96th street. He was never going to sling his arm around her as they walked down the hall, never take her to Winter Ball, never declare his love over the PA system by mangling the lyrics to “Come on Eileen” as Jamie Kip did so charmingly last week when he serenaded Ally Elly before the Head Girl had cut him off. But Schuyler didn’t want any of that—did she? She had never yearned for popularity. It struck her as absurd anyway, to want popularity. Popularity was fickle and elusive, like trying to catch fireflies in a jar. You were either born with it or relegated to wallflower status according to the mysterious and unknowable workings of the universe.

PPS; LOOOVE THE COVER!!!!!