Cinder (The Lunar Chronicles, #1)

by Marissa Meyer

“Prince Kai! Check my fan, I think I’m overheating.”

“Why would the prince dance with me?” Iko’s fan hummed as she sought an answer. “Because you won’t have grease on your face this time.”

She was cyborg, and she would never go to the ball.

“I’m sure I’ll feel much more grateful when I find a guy who thinks complex wiring in a girl is a turn-on.”

I love this soooo much!

“Speaking of eye surgery, do you realize you’re missing tear ducts?” “What? Really? And I thought I was just emotionally withdrawn.”

Same 🤣

Any number of things were sure to go wrong—from tripping on the stairs and flashing the prince a sexy metal thigh,

I giggled so hard!

“Maybe her programming was overwhelmed by Prince Kai’s uncanny hotness.”

“You did use your mind control on me. When we met. You…you brainwashed me. Just like the queen. You made me trust you.” “Be fair. You were attacking me with a wrench.”

“I’d agreed with the laws in the past, thought the shells were dangerous. That our society would fall apart if they were allowed to live. But not my little girl.”

“What? I can’t buy you a gift?” he asked, in a tone that nearly stopped the electric pulses in her wiring. “No. Not after I’ve ignored six of your comms in the last week. Are you dense?” “So you did get them!”

But if there was one thing she knew from years as a mechanic, it was that some stains never came out.

Clearing his throat, Kai murmured, “You have no idea how to dance, do you?” Cinder fixed her gaze on him, mind still reeling. “I’m a mechanic.”

A deformed cyborg with a missing foot. A Lunar with a stolen identity. A mechanic with no one to run to, nowhere to go. But they would be looking for a ghost.