The Infinite Sea
Penguin US (Verlag)
978-0-399-16991-5 (ISBN)
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The hugely anticipated follow-up to the New York Times bestselling The 5th Wave, hailed by Justin Cronin as "wildly entertaining."
For Cassie Sullivan and the rest of Earth's remaining human survivors, the situation was already desperate when the 5th Wave hit. It's about to get worse.
No one yet knows the depths to which Earth's conquerors-the Others-will sink in order to rid the Earth of the human infestation, nor have they guessed the heights to which the human spirit can reach. Characters introduced in Book One will come to the fore-and others will face the ultimate test.
Readers will watch in awe as the Others give their answer to Cassie's defiance.
Praise for The 5th Wave
"Just read it."-Entertainment Weekly
"A modern sci-fi masterpiece."-USA Today
"Wildly entertaining . . . I couldn't turn the pages fast enough."-Justin Cronin, The New York Times Book Review
"Nothing short of amazing."-Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
"Gripping!"-Publishers Weekly (starred review)
"Everyone I trust is telling me to read this book."-The Atlantic Wire
Rick Yancey (www.rickyancey.com) is the author of the New York Times bestseller The 5th Wave , The Infinite Sea , several adult novels, and the memoir Confessions of a Tax Collector . His first young-adult novel, The Extraordinary Adventures of Alfred Kropp , was a finalist for the Carnegie Medal. In 2010, his novel, The Monstrumologist , received a Michael L. Printz Honor, and the sequel, The Curse of the Wendigo , was a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize. When he isn't writing or thinking about writing or traveling the country talking about writing, Rick is hanging out with his family.
Praise for The Infinite Sea
"Heart-pounding pacing, lyrical prose and mind-bending twists . . ."- The New York Times Book Review
"Impressively improves on the excellent beginning of the trilogy."- USA Today
"An epic sci-fi novel with all the romance, action, and suspense you could ever want."-Seventeen.com
"This gut-wrenching sequel to The 5th Wave careens on a violent course of nonstop action."- Publishers Weekly , starred review
"A breathless, grueling survival story . . . . Yancey's prose remains unimpeachable-every paragraph is laden with setting, theme, and emotion."- Booklist , starred review
"A roller-coaster ride of a sequel."- Kirkus Reviews
"It doesn't just move the story forward, but even opens up new possibilities in the previous book." -Geekdad.com
1.
THE WORLD IS a clock winding down.
I hear it in the wind's icy fingers scratching against the window. I smell it in the mildewed carpeting and the rotting wallpaper of the old hotel. And I feel it in Teacup's chest as she sleeps. The hammering of her heart, the rhythm of her breath, warm in the freezing air, the clock winding down.
Across the room, Cassie Sullivan keeps watch by the window. Moonlight seeps through the tiny crack in the curtains behind her, lighting up the plumes of frozen breath exploding from her mouth. Her little brother sleeps in the bed closest to her, a tiny lump beneath the mounded covers. Window, bed, back again, her head turns like a pendulum swinging. The turning of her head, the rhythm of her breath, like Nugget's, like Teacup's, like mine, marking the time of the clock winding down.
I ease out of bed. Teacup moans in her sleep and burrows deeper under the covers. The cold clamps down, squeezing my chest, though I'm fully dressed except for my boots and the parka, which I grab from the foot of the bed. Sullivan watches as I pull on the boots, then when I go to the closet for my rucksack and rifle. I join her by the window. I feel like I should say something before I leave. We might not see each other again.
"So this is it," she says. Her fair skin glows in the milky light. The spray of freckles seems to float above her nose and cheeks.
I adjust the rifle on my shoulder. "This is it."
"You know, Dumbo I get. The big ears. And Nugget, because Sam is so small. Teacup, too. Zombie I don't get so much-Ben won't say-and I'm guessing Poundcake has something to do with his roly-poly-ness. But why Ringer?"
I sense where this is going. Besides Zombie and her brother, she isn't sure of anyone anymore. The name Ringer gives her paranoia a nudge. "I'm human."
"Yeah." She looks through the crack in the curtains to the parking lot two stories below, shimmering with ice. "Someone else told me that, too. And, like a dummy, I believed him."
"Not so dumb, given the circumstances."
"Don't pretend, Ringer," she snaps. "I know you don't believe me about Evan."
"I believe you. It's his story that doesn't make sense."
I head for the door before she tears into me. You don't push Cassie Sullivan on the Evan Walker question. I don't hold it against her. Evan is the little branch growing out of the cliff that she clings to, and the fact that he's gone makes her hang on even tighter.
Teacup doesn't make a sound, but I feel her eyes on me; I know she's awake. I go back to the bed.
"Take me with you," she whispers.
I shake my head. We've been through this a hundred times. "I won't be gone long. A couple days."
"Promise?"
No way, Teacup. Promises are the only currency left. They must be spent wisely. Her bottom lip quivers; her eyes mist. "Hey," I say softly. "What did I tell you about that, soldier?" I resist the impulse to touch her. "What's the first priority?"
"No bad thoughts," she answers dutifully.
"Because bad thoughts do what?"
"Make us soft."
"And what happens if we go soft?"
"We die."
"And do we want to die?"
She shakes her head. "Not yet."
I touch her face. Cold cheek, warm tears. Not yet. With no time left on the human clock, this little girl has probably reached middle age. Sullivan and me, we're old. And Zombie? The ancient of days.
He's waiting for me in the lobby, wearing a ski jacket over a bright yellow hoodie, both scavenged from the remains inside the hotel: Zombie escaped from Camp Haven wearing only a flimsy pair of scrubs. Beneath his scruffy beard, his face is the telltale scarlet of fever. The bullet wound I gave him, ripped open in his escape from Camp Haven and patched up by our twelve-year-old medic, must be infected. He leans against the counter, pressing his hand against his side and trying to look like everythin
| Erscheint lt. Verlag | 15.9.2014 |
|---|---|
| Reihe/Serie | Die 5. Welle / The 5th Wave |
| Sprache | englisch |
| Maße | 151 x 229 mm |
| Gewicht | 440 g |
| Themenwelt | Kinder- / Jugendbuch ► Jugendbücher ab 12 Jahre |
| Kinder- / Jugendbuch ► Kinderbücher bis 11 Jahre | |
| Schlagworte | Apokalypse • Apokalypse; Kinder-/Jugendliteratur • Apokalypse / Postapokalypse; Kinder-/Jugendliteratur • Englisch; Kinder-/Jugendliteratur • Fantasy; Kinder-/Jugendliteratur • Science Fiction; Kinder-/Jugendliteratur |
| ISBN-10 | 0-399-16991-1 / 0399169911 |
| ISBN-13 | 978-0-399-16991-5 / 9780399169915 |
| Zustand | Neuware |
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