Blog tour Legacy of the Clockwork Key

A teen girl unravels the mysteries of a secret society and their most dangerous invention in this adventure-swept romance set in Victorian London.
When a fire consumes Meg’s home, killing her parents and destroying both her fortune and her future, all she has left is the tarnished pocket watch she rescued from the ashes. But this is no ordinary timepiece. The clock turns out to be a mechanical key—a key that only Meg can use—that unlocks a series of deadly secrets and intricate clues that Meg is compelled to follow.
Meg has uncovered evidence of an elite secret society and a dangerous invention that some will stop at nothing to protect—and that Meg alone can destroy. Together with the handsome stable hand she barely knows but hopes she can trust, Meg is swept into a hidden world of deception, betrayal, and revenge. The clockwork key has unlocked her destiny in this captivating start to a trilogy.

Release date: March 5th 2013
Publisher: Simon Pulse
My review:
Meg is a maid in a strange house and she doesn't trust in the persons who work there.She lost her family and her house.Her only friend in this strange house is Will a stable and she trust in him to tell him about the order.She has uncovered evidence about the secret order named Amusements and she now knows about the existence of a dangerous machine and she is the only person who can unlock or destroy it.
Will is her protector and they went together to Lucinda to asked her to help them to found out more about this secret order and the machine.Lucinda accept to help them because she want to know the truth about the death of her husband Simon.
Lucinda Meg and Will meet a Oliver a friend of Lucinda from childhood and together are following a a trail of clues to unerth the truth about the murders of her perents and the truth about the Order.
The relationship between the main chracters Meg and Will is complicated because they love each other but both have insecurities
Will becuse he is only a stable and he had nothing and Meg because she feel inferior because she thinks that Lucinda is more beautiful then her and and she thinks that Will deserve a woman like Lucinda but they understand that they have to fight for their relationship.
Thank you Kristin Bailey for this arc !!!



Excerpt:
It was late, just on the cusp of the deep part of night where everything falls quiet. I listened to the house, but only the dying fire and Agnes's muffled nose made any sound at all. The last time I had visited Will at night, he hadn't been happy. I brought my fingers to my throat. The memory of his whispered words along my neck sent a quiver racing over my skin.

He'd probably throw me out into the garden on my arse.

And he'd be right to do it. I was taking a risk, a terrible risk.

The letter Simon had written to his wife had moved me. I couldn't let his final words remain unread by her, and I needed to know more. Pricket's widow was the only one who could shed light on the clues contained within the journal. As much as I loved my family, I now felt I didn't know them at all. I longed to speak to someone, anyone, who could tell me more about this secret part of their lives. A mystery lingered, a deadly one. I needed to reach the heart of it before someone took my life.

I crept up the stairs into the garden. It was a foggy night with a thick mist hanging in the air. Halfway to the carriage house, a creeping suspicion woke within me. I stepped away from the lions, concealing myself in the fog and shadows.

My heart skipped. I thought I saw a light in one of the upper windows of the house, but when I turned, there was nothing.

I considered retreating to the kitchen.

A hush fell over the garden, as if an audience in the darkened theater was watching a terrible drama unfold. I hugged the book tighter to my chest and sprinted to the side door of the carriage house, away from the blank stare of the lion. I passed into the stables and was surprised to find a warm light flickering by the stove.

Will sat on the stool dressed in his shirtsleeves and waistcoat. He continued polishing the leather strap of a bridle and didn't bother to look up.

"You're still awake?" I took a seat beside him.

"I was expecting you sooner," he admitted, looping the bridle on an empty peg among the other straps, harnesses, halters, and saddles hanging neatly from the wall of a small storage room.

He wanted me to visit? I fiddled with my skirt to soothe the restless feeling in my hands. "You aren't going to lecture me about how we could lose our jobs?"

He leveled me with a cool glance as he returned to his seat by the stove. "It's too late for that, and clearly, reasoning with you doesn't work. So what's in the book?"

Here in the stable, my doubt of him eased. I needed someone I could trust. Will hadn't failed me.


Thank you Kristin for stoping today on my blog !!!!!
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