After her mother died in a car accident, Sue Daysdale never expected to stumble upon the family secret—that the mild-mannered soccer mom who taught her how to dance, sing, and properly dress a wound was the Skull, one of the most legendary (and terrifying) super-heroes alive. Now, saddled with an unpaid mortgage, a drug-addicted guardian, and a basement full of . . .
Seth Morrigan is kind of a loner. He has his herb garden, his alchemy, his experiments and tinctures. These are enough. Until he is beaten up by bullies. Until Caitlyn Wilson takes an interest in him. Until cracks begin to show in the perfection of time and space. . . .
Morgan Silver lives in the City of Night, but she is terrified of the dark. Sandy Banks lives in the City of Light, but her skin burns too easily in the sunshine. The two teenagers live in a city like no city in our world; a city divided, where magic is the controlling force and Sorcerers clash with Witches for . . .
A novella about Ty, Furball, Bourbon, and their friends in Java, Missouri, and their very busy week before Thanksgiving. Bourbon risks losing his boyfriend over a bad choice at a party, Ty struggles against the tide of rumors at school, and Furball’s friends try to pull him out of his own potentially destructive slump. . . .
All I ever really wanted were dark circles under my eyes. The thin, navy half-moons seemed so elusive and beautiful. I wanted the kind you get from being malnourished or not getting enough sleep. Models who spent nights with rock stars had them. Dancers who devoted themselves too much to their art had them. Pale girls with black hair and . . .
City of Night is full of choking, horrific dread. One protagonist is afraid of the dark that will eat her, while another is afraid of her ghostly reflection in the mirror. The horror that overtakes each girl as she confronts her fears, that are wrapped in such mundane things, is nail biting. The author does a wonderful job detailing each [more . . .]
While the pace is slow and the excitement is limited to as much as the equivalent of a high-five on a happy day, this story is worth a look. Its a nice little trinket to take around for a busy day’s lunch break, when you just want to relax and rest your brain. This book isn’t one of the more [more . . .]