Reseña del libro "The Netherworld Academy: Bridges Burned (en Inglés)"
"You know, you look very...." He licks his lips. "Enticing." Luc slowly looked me up and down again. "You really are going to cause me so much trouble, aren't you?" Luc shakes his head and chuckles to himself. "Oh, enticing, huh?" I can tell I shouldn't tease him, but it feels good to be complimented by him. "Why do you think I am going to be trouble?" He chuckles louder "Because you look like demon bait. Do you know that?" "How so?" I bat my eyes, curious about where this is going. "Well, to start with..." He stepped closer to me, reaching his hand out. He ran a finger across my clavicle, sending a shiver through my body yet again. "Your skin is the color of cream, soft and pink. You smell of amber wood, pear, and hope. Your heart is broken, and a few words would have you begging for touch. You're human, and that means you're valuable to us, not to mention you are adorable when you get flustered like this." He ran his finger across my clavicle once again, and I felt my face heat up as I blushed deeper with every word that came out of his mouth. His fingers walk up to my neck slowly, and he runs then across my chin and rests his thumb on my lower lip, causing my lips to part ever so slightly. I can't tear my eyes from his face as I watch his expressions change over and over again. One moment he is looking at me with a smoldering gaze. The next, it's soft, then thoughtful, then alluring, and then back to sexy. I don't think I can take this anymore. I squeeze my eyes tight and wait for what comes next. His thumb just rests there for a moment, then he brushes my lip ever so slightly, and a soft whimper escapes my lips before I realize what happened. My eyes shoot open, and I find his face just an inch or so from mine. "See what I mean, Jasmine? You are enticing."
