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

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Heartless

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Heartless


“Five months! Five months you -dare I say it- gentlemen have been sitting on this little scheme of yours and only now you decide to inform me of it!” Lady Alexia Maccon did not enjoy being surprised by declarations of intent. She glared at the men before her. Fully grown, and a goodly number of centuries older than she, yet they still managed to look like shamefaced little boys.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Sci-Fi Junior High

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Sci-Fi Junior High


Seriously? Mom and Dad expect me to get up and go to school the morning after a 329.000.000.000.000.000-mile road trip across the galaxy? And I’m not even a morning person to begin with. I can’t fake being sick, either. Not with the steirle enviroment of the space station. No germs = no sickness. Ever. Not even the sniffles. At least I got a good night’s sleep.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Handmaid’s Tale

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Handmaid’s Tale


We slept in what had once been the gymnasium. The floor was of varnished wood, with stripes and circles painted on it, for the games that were formerly played there; the hoops for the basketball nets were still in place, though the nets were gone. A balcony ran around the room, for the spectators, and I thought I could smell, faintly like an afterimage, the pungent scent of sweat, shot through with the sweet taint of chewing gum and perfume from the watching girls, felt-skirted as I knew from pictures, later in mini-skirts, then pants, then in one earring, spiky green-streaked hair. Dances would have been held there; the music lingered, a palimpsest of unheard sound, style upon style, an undercurrent of drums, a forlorn wail, garlands made of tissue-paper flowers, cardboard devils, a revolving ball of mirrors, powdering the dancers with a a snow of light.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ First We Were IV

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ First We Were IV


By the time the police arrived, there were three of us left. Three originals. Three best friends. Architects of what was once a secret society.
The difference between leaders and initiates was evident. We designed it that way, dictated that initiates wore the white of sacrificial lambs and us bloody red. No confusion over who appeared to be in charge.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Lights, Camera, Cook!

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Lights, Camera, Cook!


The filming studio was a hive of activity. And then…
“BOOMS!”
“LIGHTS!”
“CAMERAS!”
“ROLLING!”
There was silence. Everyone waited.
“Welcome to Next Best Junior Chef, where all the action is in the kitchen!” The announcer’s voice filled the air with energy and excitement. “This week, four young chefs will battle it out in a series of challenges that will test their culinary skill, knowledge, and creativity. Thursday’s challenge will send one chef home, and the three remaining contestants will be one step closer ot the final elimination round. Pick your favourites now, because one of these talented chefs WILL BE the Next Best Junior Chef!”

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Belle Epoque

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Belle Epoque


“Perfect, just perfect,” says the stout man.
He scrutinises me, his suit pinching across his rotund torso, and I assume that this is Monsieur Durandeau, but he doesn’t introduce himself. Instead he walks around me in a circle as I stand still and awkward in the middle of the sitting room. A faint perfume lingers in the air.
Perfect: no one has ever described me like that before.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Coming Up for Air

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Coming Up for Air


When I’m not in the pool, I’m counting the minutes until I can dive back, so most of the time my bushy, light-brown hair is wet and reeks of chlorine.
This is the story of my life.
But Friday nights are different because my friends and I have a tradition. We always meet for dinner at Jiffy Burger to talk about our lives. (Okay, mostly our love lives.)

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ One of Us Is Lying

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ One of Us Is Lying


A sex tape. A pregnancy scare. Two cheating scandals. And that’s just this week’s update. If all you knew of Bayview High was Simon Kelleher’s gossip app, you’d wonder how anyone found time to go to class.
“Old news, Bronwyn,” says a voice over my shoulder. “Wait till you see tomorrow’s post.”
Damn. I hate getting caught reading About That, especially by its creator. I lower my phone and slam my locker shut. “Whose lives are you ruining next, Simon?”

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Food Fright

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Food Fright


Joe Shoe was bored. It was quite possibly the longest school day of his entire life. His teacher, Mrs Sprattly, was going for the world record in how-many-dull-subjects-can-you-talk-about-without-taking-a-breath. It was looking like she had a good chance of beating the previous record holder (also Mrs Sprattly) by some way.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Boyband of the Apocalypse

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Boyband of the Apocalypse

The world was about to end.
Four demonic figures slipped silently through the crowd. I blinked and three were gone, lost in the darkness, but I could still see one heading my way. Then I realised that the trap was already set — the others had split off to surround me. There was nowhere to run. I was like a wounded gazelle, cut off from the herd. Except the creatures stalking me were not lions or cheetahs. They were not of this world. They were teenage girls.