Obsidian discussion

Im wondering if anyone has an idea on how to get the first chapter from Daemons POV from the print copy book. I have the ebook version and I attempted to purchase the print copy but was unable to get it. The book is pretty much sold out and Barnes & Noble said it is now on Print On Demand since its going to be rerelease in the next few months. Any idea if theres a way to find that 1st chapter online?

you could ask a friend to borrow his/her book (or scan the pages) ..

Hi, I'm just wondering where I can find it online, especially the first chapter from Daemon's POV. I read the book and it wasn't included. Kinda sucks :(

it isn't online, believe me I checked.

And if someone puts them online it's breaking the copyright rules!

As I said, ask a friend to borrow the book or have him/her scan the pages so you can read them!


good luck!

Thanks! I was wondering if it was on the internet someplace and I just hadn't known where to find it.

Thanks guys! :o)

When I was reading off my kindle I read a few bonus chapers the were from Daemon's POV but I don't remember which chapters

Bethany wrote: "When I was reading off my kindle I read a few bonus chapers the were from Daemon's POV but I don't remember which chapters"

The ebook version has 2 scenes from Daemons POV but the print copy has the entire first chapter from Daemons POV. I have the ebook copy on my Kindle so thats why I was hopeful to find the print version to read that first chapter.
Also, Obsidian is supposed to be rereleased in August and that copy will have 2 new scenes from Daemon POV. Its supposed to have the "Porch Scene" and one other that Jennifer Armentrout is keeping secret.

If you buy the book his POV should be at the end like a whole chapter. After I finished reading the book it was there and OMG it was soo good.

1: you know thats illegal, right?
2: thats the ebook, she's read the ebook, she wants the pov from the paperback. its a different chapter...

Renée wrote: "1: you know thats illegal, right?
2: thats the ebook, she's read the ebook, she wants the pov from the paperback. its a different chapter..."

I would have happily purchased the print copy despite already having the ebook version but its unavailable. Sold out. I couldn't find it anywhere since they're rereleasing it in April. The rerelease has 2 different Daemon POVs, not the 1st chapter. Since I can't find it to purchase I was simply wondering if it was available online I didn't know it.
I have every intention of purchasing the rerelease and I would have bought the original print version had I been aware of the 1st chapter goodness.

Hi Kelli,
Someone pointed me to this thread in hopes that I could cheer you up. :) The first chapter IS included in the re-release of Obsidian in print format PLUS two more scenes from Daemon's POV. I just love Daemon's POV and begged Jenn for a couple more scenes for the re-release, and she was more than happy to oblige.

I apologize for the delay in getting your hands on a print version, but the new mass market version will be released next month! Not too long to wait, at least. :)

Glad you enjoy the series!
Liz Pelletier, Publisher
Entangled Publishing

Thank you so much for letting me know and taking the time to inform me. Im happy for the success of the Obsidian series being so great that the books are sold out! Now I have even more reason to rush out and get the print copy!

Thanks again,
Kello

Here is the link:
http://jana-thebookgoddess.blogspot.c...

I was really, really looking forward to the extra too, but for some reason my eBook doesn't have it! I felt like crying! Damn I really wish Jennifer published it on her blog or something :(

Anissah wrote: "Here is the link:
http://jana-thebookgoddess.blogspot.c..."

But that page doesn't exist!! I opened the link and it says "Sorry, the page you were looking for in this blog does not exist." :(

I don't know if people have seen this or not, but on Jennifer's website there are like 4 or 5 different POVs from Daemon...some are from Opal and some are from Origin. Something like that..just thought I would pass along the information.

http://www.jenniferarmentrout.com/ext...

It's working for me. But if it doesn't work for you go to scribd.com and type in Jennifer L. Armentrout.

I really want to read the first chaper of obsidian in Daemon's point and the porch scene and extra one, but they're only in the print copy and I only have the ebook. aw :( Same

Aww, thankyou so much, that was awesome! That was really sweet of you to post it. Hopefully, Jennifer will post the first chapter on her blog. Arrgh. I can't wait for Origin. Too long :( Btw, do you know the title of the other mystery chapter in the print copy?

Posting the scenes from the books breaks copyrights...

Shymaa wrote: "no, the problem is there's about 5 or 6 extras in obsidian only
Chapter 1
Chapter 8 - I shouldn't be here
Chapter 12 - Uh-oh Spaghetti-o’s
Chapter 22 - Homecoming Dance
Chapter 25 - The Morning Aft..."


Would you happen to have and be able to send me the other bonus scenes? I read Chapter 1 & 8 in my paperback copy of Obsidian, but not the others. Now that I know the others exist, I'm dying to read them! :D Or would you know someone who could direct me to them?

Shymaa wrote: "no, the problem is there's about 5 or 6 extras in obsidian only
Chapter 1
Chapter 8 - I shouldn't be here
Chapter 12 - Uh-oh Spaghetti-o’s
Chapter 22 - Homecoming Dance
Chapter 25 - The Morning Aft..."

Oh and I meant just the ones from the ebook. I read the ones on her site :) Loved!

Can't the girl who can get into the website the rest of use can't just copy and paste it on this website?

Is there the first chapter online?

My paperback copy has Daemon's POV of Chapter 1, Chapter 8, and the fight scene with the last Arum. I would like to post the POV of chapter 1, but isn't that against copyright law or something? Maybe if we have permission from Jennifer???

Yes, as I said before. It is against copyright laws! Jenn Will put them on het site eventually, but for now You have To buy/borrow the Books or wait.

it was good his pov

Hay wrote: "My paperback copy has Daemon's POV of Chapter 1, Chapter 8, and the fight scene with the last Arum. I would like to post the POV of chapter 1, but isn't that against copyright law or something? May..."

Holly (Holly's Reading Hollow) wrote: "Shymaa wrote: "no, the problem is there's about 5 or 6 extras in obsidian only
Chapter 1
Chapter 8 - I shouldn't be here
Chapter 12 - Uh-oh Spaghetti-o’s
Chapter 22 - Homecoming Dance
Chapter 25 - ..."

I'm dying here! The paperback edition with chapter one in Daemon's POV is selling for like $25. I can't do it! I know you don't know me from Adam, but do you think you could e-mail me the chapter?

I cursed under my breath, pressing my forehead against the windowpane.
This wasn't going to end well. No way in hell.
All these years, the house next to door had remained empty, and now we had neighbors. A teenage girl. Great. dee was going to be all over her like barnacles on a hull- a crusty, seen better days hull.
and on one could resist my sister she was such a damn ball of sunshine.
forcing myself away from the window, I yawned as I rubbed my palm along my jaw. could be worse, I decided. our new neighbor could be a dude. and then I'd have to look dee in her bedroom.
or at least a girl that look like a dude. that would have been helpful. but oh no, she didn't look like a guy at all.
with a wave of my hand, I turned the tv. on and flipped through the channels until I found a report of paranormal hunters. I'd seen this episode before, but it was always fun watching the humans run out of house because they thought they saw something glowing. i lounged on the couch with my legs on the coffee table and tried to forget about the girl with tan legs and killer ass.
I'd seen her four times before today.
three timed on the day she moved in. she'd been carrying boxes that looked like they weighted more than she did. three times I did something so entirely stupid I should be shot.
I'd helped her.
sure, she didn't know that I'd lessened the weight of the boxes so she didn't fall right over, but i shouldn't have done it. I know better.
once yesterday she'd dashed toward a sedan and grabbed a stack of books out of the car. her face had lit up with biggest smile, as if the leaning tower of were really a million bucks.
it was all very-NOT CUTE. what the hell was i thinking? not cute at all.
man, it was so hot in here. leaning forward, I grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled it over my head. I tossed it to the side and idly rubbed my chest. I'd been walking around shirtless more than ever since SHE had moved in.
before I know it, I stalked across the room and ended up right in frond of the window. again. I didn't even want to examine why too closely.
I brushed the curtains aside, scowling.
Hadn't even spoken to the girl and I felt like a stalker staring out the window, waiting......
Waiting for what? To catch a glimpse of her? Or to better prepare myself for the inevitable meeting?
If Dee saw me now, she'd be on the floor laughing.
And if Ash saw me right now, she'd scratch my eyes and blast my new neighbor into outer space, even thought Ash and I hadn't been dating for months, I knew she still expected that we'd end up together eventually. Not because she really wanted me, but it was expected of us......so of course she probably didn't want me with anyone else. I still cared for her, though, and I couldn't remember a time without her and her brothers around.
I caught movement out of the corner of my eyes. Turning slightly, I saw the screen door on the wide porch next door swing shut. Shit.
I shifted my gaze and caught her hurrying off the porch.
I wondered where she was going. Not much to do around here, and it wasn't like she knew anyone. There hadn't been any traffic next door, with exception of her mom coming and going at odd Hours.
The girl stopped at the door of her car, smoothing her hands down her shorts. Nice legs. My lips curved up at the corners.
All of sudden. She veered toward the left. I straightened, hand fisting around the curtain, and my breath got stuck some where in my chest. No, she was not coming over her. She had no reason. Dee didn't even realize there was a girl here yet. No reason....
Oh hell, she was coming HERE.
Letting go of the curtains, I backed away from the window and turned toward the frond door. I closed my eyes, counting the seconds. Humans were dangerous to us. Just being around them every day was a risk-getting too close to a human inevitably ended with one of us leaving a trace on them. And since dee was obsessed with finding "normal" friend, it would be especially dangerous for this girl. She lived next door, and there'd be no way I can control how much time dee spend with her.
And there was the fact that I'd been standing at the window for two days watching her. THAT could possibly be a problem.
My sister wouldn't have the same fate as dawson, there was no way I bear the loss of her, and it had been a HUMAN GIRL that had brought him down. Led an arum right to him. Time and time again it had happened with our kind. It wasn't necessarily the human's fault, but the end result was always the same. I refused to let anyone put dee in danger, unknowingly or not. It didn't matter. Throwing out my hand, I flung the coffee table across the room but caught myself and pulled back just before it crashed into the wall. Taking a deep breath, I settled it back down on four legs.
A soft, almost tentative knock rapped against our front door. Shit.
I exhaled roughly. Ignore it. That was what I needed to do, but I was moving toward the door, opening it before I even knew it, a rush of warm air washed over me, carrying the faint scent of peaches and vanilla.
Man, did I love peaches.
My gaze dropped. She was short-shorter than I realized. The top of her head only came up to my chest. Maybe that was why she was staring at it. Or maybe it was the fact I hadn't had inkling to put on the shirt.

Since she was blatantly checking me out, I figured I could do the same. Why not, she came knocking on MY door.
The girl..... She wasn't cute, her hair, not really blonde or brown, was long, hanging over her shoulders. She was tiny, barely five and half feet. Still, her legs seemed to stretch forever. And not pin-needle thin either like some girls around here. Dragging my eyes away from her legs took effort.
eventually my gaze landed on the front of her shirt. MY BLOG IS BETTER THAN YOUR VLOG. What in the world did that mean? And why would she have that on her shirt....and the words "blog" and "better" were stretched taut. I swallowed. Not a good sign.
I lifted my gaze with even more effort.
Her face was round, nose pert and skin smooth. I bet a million dollars her eyes were brown-big, old doe eyes.
Crazy as hell, but I could fell her eyes as her gaze made the slow perusal from where my jeans hung from my hips, back up to my face. She sucked in a sharp breath, which overshadowed my own inhale.
Her eyes weren't brown, but they were large and round, a pale shade of heather gray-intelligent and clear eyes. They were beautiful. Even I had to admit that.
And it pissed me off. All of this pissed my off . Why was is checking her out?why was she even here? I frowned. "Can I help you?"
No answer. She stared at me with this look on her face, like she wanted me to kiss those full, pouty lips of hers. Heat stirred at the pit of my stomach.
"hello?" I caught the edge in my voice-anger, lust, annoyance, some more lust. HUMANS ARE WEAK, A RISK..... DAWSON IS DEAD BECASUE OF A HUMAN-A HUMAN JUST LIKE THIS ONE. I kept repeating that over and over again. I placed my hand on the door frame, fingers digging into the wood as I leaned forward.
"Are you capable of speaking?"
That got her attention, snapping her right out of her ogling. Her cheeks turned a pretty shade of red as she stepped back. Good she was leaving. That's what I wanted-for her to turn and rush away. Running a hand through my hair, I glanced over her shoulder and then back. Still here.
She really needed to get her cute ass off my porch before I did something stupid. Like smile at the way she was blushing, sexy even. "Going once.."
The flush deepened. hell. "I... I was wondering of you knew where the closest grocery store is. My name is Katy. I moved next door." She gestured at her house. "Like two days ago...."
"I know." I've been watching you for two days, like a stalker.
"Well, I was hoping someone would know the quickest way to the grocery store and maybe a place that sold plants."
"Plants?"
Her eyes narrowed just the slightest, and I forced my face to remain expressionless. She fidgeted some more with the hem of her shorts. "Yeah. See, there's this flower bed in front-"
I arched a brow."Okay"
Now her eyes ere thin slits, and irritation heightened the blush and rolled off her. Amusement stirred deep inside me.
I knew I was being an ass at this point, but I was perversely enjoying the spunk slowly igniting behind her eyes, baiting me, and... The flush of anger was sort of hot in a wired, there's really something wrong with me kind of way, she reminded me of something....
She tried again."Well. See, I need to buy plants-"
"For the flower bed. I got that." I leaned my hip against the door frame, crossing my arms, this was actually almost fun.
She took a deep breath."I'd like to find a store where I can buy groceries and plants." Her tone was one that I used with dee about a thousand times a day. Adorable.
"You ARE aware this town has only one spotlight, right?" And there it was. The spark in her eyes was blazing fire now, and I was fighting a full on grin. Damn she wasn't just cute anymore. She was much, much more, and my stomach sank. Katy stared at me, incredulous."You know, all I wanted were directions. This is a bad time."
Thinking of dawson, my lip curled into a sneer. Play time was over. I had to nip this in the bud. For dee's sake."Anytime is a bad time for you to come knocking on my door, kid."
"Kid?" She repeated, eyes widening."I'm not a kid. I'm 17."
"Is that so?" Hell, as if I didn't already notice she was all grown up. Nothing about her reminded me of a kid, but dammit, as dee would say, I had piss-poor social skills. "You look like you're twelve. No. Maybe thirteen, but my sister has this doll that kinda reminds me of you. All big-eyed and vacant."
Her mouth dropped open, and I realized that I may have gone a little too far with that last statement. Well, it was for the better. If she hated me, she'd stay away from dee. It worked with most of the girls. Ah, most of them.
"Yeah, wow. Sorry to bother you. I won't be knocking on your door again. Trust me."She started to turn, but not quick enough that I didn't see the sudden glisten to those gray eyes.
Dammit. Now I felt like the biggest dick ever. And dee would flip if she saw me acting like this. Stringing together a dozen or so curses, I called out to her. "Hey."
She stopped on the bottom, keeping her back to me."What?"
"You got on route 2 and turn onto U.S. 220 north, not south. takes you into Petersburg." I sighed, wishing I'd never answered the door. "The foodland is right in town. You can't miss it. Well, maybe YOU could. There's a hardware store next door, I think. They should have things that go into the ground."
"Thanks," she muttered and added, "douchebag."
Did she just call me a douchebag? I laughed, genuinely amused by that. "Now that' not very ladylike, kittycat."
Katy whipped around, "don't ever call me that."
Oh, I mush have hit a sore spot there. I pushed out the door. "It's better than calling someone a doughebag, isn't it? this has been a stimulating visit. I'll charish it for a long tome to come."
Her little hands balled into fists. I think she wanted to hit me. I think I might've liked it. And I think I seriously need help.
"You know, you're right, how wrong of me to call you a douchebag. Because a douchebag is too nice of a word of you." She smiled. "You're a dickhead."
"A dickhead?" It would be too easy to like this girl. "How charming."
Katy flipped me off.
I laughed again, lowering my head. "Very civilized, kitten. I'm sure you have a wild array of interesting names and gestures for me, but interested."
And she looked like she did. Part of me was a bit disappointed when she spun around and stomped off. I waited until she yanked open her car door.
"See you later, kitten!" I called out, chuckling when she looked like she was about to go all spider monkey on my ass.
Slamming the door shut behind me, I leaned against it and laughed again, but the laugh ended in a groan. There'd been a moment where I'd seen what flickered be hind the dis belief and anger in those soulful gray eyes. Hurt. Knowing that I'd hurt her feelings made the acid on my stomach churn.
But it was of the better. It was. She could hate me-she should hate me. Then she'd stay away from us, I'd warn dee. And that was that. I couldn't be any other way, because that girl was trouble. Trouble wrapped up in a tiny package, complete with a freaking bow.
And worst yet, she was just the kind of trouble I like.

That is the first chapter from daemon' pov DON'T COME KNOCK ON MY DOOR

Shiamaa wrote: "That is the first chapter from daemon' pov DON'T COME KNOCK ON MY DOOR"

AWESOME... thanks :)

You're welcome, Michelle ;)
And Did you get that Amber?

I did, thank you so much! It's just the fix I needed while waiting on the next book. :)

Glad I could help, I know how that feels like, when I'm waiting for something I can easily become desperate

I got some POVs but not those ones! Thanks guys