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Category: First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros

This post will be all about the first (or second and third) paragraph of a book I picked, or am currently reading.

NOTE: This used to be on Tuesdays but I flipped this one around with Thursdays post. :)

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Something Kindred by Ciera Burch

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Something Kindred by Ciera Burch

Something Kindred by Ciera Burch, Girl holding a camera
There are only two things I know about my grandmother.
One: Her name is Carol Annette.
Two: She left Mom and Uncle Miles for good on a Tuesday morning, after promising to take them to the ice cream shop when they got out of school.
That’s why it makes no sense that Mom has dragged us from New Jersey, all the way to Maryland, to take care of her for the entire summer. Excerpt for the fact that my grandmother has cancer. I think the idea of losing her permanently freaks Mom out more than she’d ever admit.
Death does that.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Clever Creatures of the Night by Samantha Mabry

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Clever Creatures of the Night by Samantha Mabry

Clever Creatures of the Night by Samantha Mabry, House covered in plants with a girl on the roof, horror
All the early mornings look like this: The distant hills are shrouded by a dull grey murk. The trees are frozen in their stark stances. The sky is so thick and ash-coloured that it’s impossible to tell what kind of birds soar silently by until they let out their small, distinguishable cries. When the sun finally hauls itself up and over the zigzag horizon, its wak light is tissue-paper pink.
Is this beautiful or not?
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Marnie Midnight and the Moon Mystery by Laura Ellen Anderson

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Marnie Midnight and the Moon Mystery by Laura Ellen Anderson

Marnie Midnight and the Moon Mystery by Laura Ellen Anderson, Blue cover with a moth girl on it
In the little town of Thimbledown stood a big budlett tree where some teeny tiny creatures lived. And these teeny tiny creatures were going on a very BIG adventure!
The Snail Rail raced underground along the Slime Line at super speed. The bugs on board rode in colourful shell carriages, and the air was full of humans and clicks and flitters and flutters of critters of all shapes and sizes as they set off on their morning travels.
One carriage in particular was positively BUSTLING. Inside this little shell carriage sat the Midnights: a moth family who now had one less caterpillar and one more moth. For Marnie Midnight had recently transformed!
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The House of Last Resort by Christopher Golden

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The House of Last Resort by Christopher Golden

The House of Last Resort by Christopher Golden, House on a hill/island, horror, scary, paranormal, adult, town, Italy
The rats are like fingers.
No. That’s not right. Fingers can reach out, can grasp and extend. The rats are not like fingers at all. They are periscopes, like those on submarines, each able to give its captain only a limited view of the world above. From their place below, among the dead, the lost ones can see only as far as the rats can see. But they are patient, and so they wait. And they let the rats run.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ If He Wanted To, He Wood by Tanya Lynn

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ If He Wanted To, He Wood by Tanya Lynn

If He Wanted to He Wood by Tanya Lynn, red cover, shifters, romance, sex, christmas, trees
By mid-November, it is socially acceptable to decorate for the holidays, and stores are already playing holiday music. The lights twinkle in different colours or shades of white, as the scent of pine, cinnamon, and cloves fill the air in shops and houses. The weather has settled in Ontario, so I’ve been keeping my layers on, enjoying the crispness of the season while anticipating the snowflakes to come.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Meet Me Under the Mistletoe by Jenny Bayliss

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Meet Me Under the Mistletoe by Jenny Bayliss

Meet Me Under the Mistletoe by Jenny Bayliss, Blue cover with a man and a woman on a bench in a park, christmas, romance
Shepherd Market is Old London. Two small squares of ye olde quaint shop fronts and pubs, some dating back to the 1700s, nestle unconcerned among the steel and glas monoliths of their descendants. A peculiar vibe of the village camaraderie and tourism pulses through the tiny neighborhood; doors open with tinkling bells into welcomingly dark shops, and people mingle in the street, strangers and friends passing the time. And it is here, sandwiched between a tailor and a bistro, that Elinor Noel – Nory to those who know her best- runs her secondhand bookshop, Serendipitous Seconds, with her right-hand man, Andrew.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Snowflakes and Secrets in the Scottish Highlands by Donna Ashcroft

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Snowflakes and Secrets in the Scottish Highlands by Donna Ashcroft

Snowflakes and Secrets in the Scottish Highlands by Donna Ashcroft
As soon as they turned into the end of the long driveway, Merry McKenzie recognised her Aunt Ava’s cottage from the photos the older woman had posted to her. Over the last few weeks she’d memorised the picturesque blue-grey double-fronted building with its curved thatched roof and sky-blue front door, framed by meandering Scottish hills.
The taxi driver edged cautiously along the snow-laden track and Merry pressed her nose against the icy passenger window, feeling bubbles of apprehension as she spotted the various animal enclosers, a large greenhouse and what was probably a complex allotment area blanketed in pretty pillows of sparkly white.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ If I Have to Be Haunted by Miranda Sun

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ If I Have to Be Haunted by Miranda Sun

If I Have to Be Haunted by Miranda Sun, boy and a girl standing in the forest in fall while one of them is a ghost
There was a ghost in the cafeteria again.
Cara stopped dead, shoulders stiffening, fingers tightening on her tray. Her water bottle bounced onto the floor, but she paid it no mind, focused on tracking the silver glow of the specter from the corner of her eye.
Ghosts always got more troublesome this time of year. Last Halloween, a spirit of a teacher from the 1960s, still seething at being fired from Autumn Falls High School, had decided to enact his belated revenge by releasing a horde or rats into the kitchen. Not that Cara had minded the plan itself – when they reopened the cafeteria after a deep clean, the perpetual sour smell of pickles had finally dissipated – it was just the fact that when you saw the dead lurking around, it always meant more trouble for the living.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Operation Nativity by Jenny Pearson, Katie Kear

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Operation Nativity by Jenny Pearson, Katie Kear

Operation Nativity by Jenny Pearson and Katie Kear, group of characters in front of a van with a donkey and a christmas tree
I’m going to tell you the story about the birth of baby Jesus. You might have heard about it from your teachers at school. You may have been in a nativity play yourself, with either tinsel on your head or a fake beard strapped to your face, so I’m sure you know the gist – Mary, Joseph, donkey, journey from Nazareth to Bethlehem. Well, that part is spot on the money.
The bit that they won’t have told you about is the accidental detour Mary and Joseph took to Chipping Bottom, a pretty and characterful village in Hampshire, which came about thanks to a less-than-professional spot of angeling.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Gallowgate by K.R. Alexander

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Gallowgate by K.R. Alexander

Gallowgate by K.R. Alexander, blue cover with a scary figure
Sebastian Wight was cursed.
Truly, legitimately cursed.
Not like had bad luck. Even though he did.
Not like middle school was hard for him, though his curse definitely made it harder.
No. This was a major curse.
Like, sometimes he’d open his locker to find a floating head.
Or he’d walk down the hall and the doors would start to bleed.
Or he’d pass a playground and the only kids on it would be transparent.
That sort of curse.