Moment Divine:
"No more talk about me delivering six children, either. Just thinking about that gives me the urge to cross my legs and leave them that way."
Haven Terra is a brainy, shy high school outcast. But everything begins to change when she turns sixteen. Along with her best friend Dante and their quiet and brilliant classmate Lance, she is awarded a prestigious internship in the big city— Chicago—and is sent to live and work at a swanky and stylish hotel under the watchful eyes of a group of gorgeous and shockingly young-looking strangers: powerful and alluring hotel owner Aurelia Brown; her second-in-command, the dashing Lucian Grove; and their stunning but aloof staff of glamazons called The Outfit.
As Haven begins falling for Lucian, she discovers that these beautiful people are not quite what they seem. With the help of a mysterious book, she uncovers a network of secret passageways from the hotel’s jazz-age past that leads her to the heart of the evil agenda of Aurelia and company: they’re in the business of buying souls. Will they succeed in wooing Haven to join them in their recruitment efforts, or will she be able to thwart this devilish set’s plans to take the souls of her classmates on prom night at the hotel?
Illuminate is an exciting saga of a teen’s first taste of independence, her experience in the lap of luxury, and her discovery she may possess strength greater than she ever knew.
This is an extraordinarily moving novel about coming to terms with loss. The monster showed up just after midnight. As they do. But it isn’t the monster Conor’s been expecting. He’s been expecting the one from his nightmare, the nightmare he’s had nearly every night since his mother started her treatments, the one with the darkness and the wind and the screaming. . . .
This monster, though, is something different. Something ancient, something wild. And it wants the most dangerous thing of all from Conor.
It wants the truth.
Patrick Ness spins a tale from the final story idea of Siobhan Dowd, whose premature death from cancer prevented her from writing it herself. Darkly mischievous and painfully funny, A Monster Calls is an extraordinarily moving novel about coming to terms with loss from two of our finest writers for young adults.
"Love is just the beginning... of the end."
When Mason Starling rescues an unconscious young man from the ravages of a terrible storm—and he rescues her from the otherworldly creatures lurking in that storm—little does she know her whole life is about to spiral dramatically, mystically out of control. Someone is trying to kill her, someone else is trying to use her, and the only one who seems willing to help her is the tantalizing, dangerous stranger who can’t even remember who—or what—he is. All he remembers is his name: Fennrys Wolf.
What Fennrys doesn’t know is that, thanks in part to his past actions, a crack has appeared in the barrier between the mortal world and the Beyond Realms. The crack has opened up a nexus of dark energy in the middle of the East River and it’s attracting the attention of powerful entities on both sides of the rift.
Because of that, a longstanding truce involving the members of several ancient underworld cartels is now in jeopardy. Mason, Fennrys, and the students of elite Gosforth Academy—a neutral-ground “safe haven” for children of the Families—soon find themselves caught in the crossfire as the servants of the warring pantheons fight to see whose gods come out on top...and whose demons go down in flames.
Set in New York City, with all its dark, gritty sparkle, the STARLING saga explores the spaces between the worlds and the realms of the ancient gods… only a heartbeat beyond. It’s a tale spun from ancient mythologies—Norse and Greek and Egyptian—filled to the brim with adventure, danger, and romance, and played out against the backdrop of a city with its own siren-song.
From the universe of Lesley Livingston’s WONDROUS STRANGE, a new series and captivating heroine make their exciting debut.
My name is Beatrice. When I was born, I was blessed with the Sight. I was immediately removed from my parents and enrolled in the Institution. At the age of twelve, I had my first true vision, earning my raven’s wings. And when I turned seventeen, one of my visions came true. Things haven’t been the same since.
The Institution depends on me to keep the City safe from our enemy, the Dreamcatchers, but I’m finding it harder to do while keeping a secret from everyone, including my best friend Gabe. It is a secret that could put us all in danger. A secret that could kill me and everyone close to me.
The enemy has been coming to me in my dreams, and I think I'm falling in love with him. He says they're coming. He says they're angry. And I think I've already helped them win.
This is a short story from the point of view of Hana. It takes place around the raid that also involved Lena.
Within the walls of Baalboden, beneath the shadow of the city’s brutal leader, Rachel Adams has a secret. While other girls sew dresses, host dinner parties, and obey their male Protectors, Rachel knows how to survive in the wilderness and deftly wield a sword. When her father, Jared, fails to return from a courier mission and is declared dead, the Commander assigns Rachel a new Protector, her father’s apprentice, Logan—the same boy Rachel declared her love for two years ago, and the same boy who handed her heart right back to her. Left with nothing but fierce belief in her father’s survival, Rachel decides to escape and find him herself. But treason against the Commander carries a heavy price, and what awaits her in the Wasteland could destroy her.
At nineteen, Logan McEntire is many things. Orphan. Outcast. Inventor. As apprentice to the city’s top courier, Logan is focused on learning his trade so he can escape the tyranny of Baalboden. But his plan never included being responsible for his mentor’s impulsive daughter. Logan is determined to protect her, but when his escape plan goes wrong and Rachel pays the price, he realizes he has more at stake than disappointing Jared.
As Rachel and Logan battle their way through the Wasteland, stalked by a monster that can’t be killed and an army of assassins out for blood, they discover romance, heartbreak, and a truth that will incite a war decades in the making.
TranscendentAn Excerpt from Transcendent:Discover the secrets of a siren, fly with a hawk girl over the mountains of Montana, and flee supernatural party-crashers as the décor comes to life in this magical journey through paranormal stories.Along the way, watch for ghosts in a haunted house, or ride through the moonlight with a stranger. Save a comatose boy who has lost his soul, and don’t forget to bring your garlic and wolfsbane—you never know when the shadows will snag you.Transcendent includes eight stories of magic, love, death, and choice by some of the newest names in young adult fiction.
Seduction of a Siren
Lani Woodland
& Melonie Piper
JASON HOLDEN DECIDED being kissed awake was far superior to an alarm clock. It would be perfect—if he knew whose lips were on his. It couldn’t be Becky’s because she recently dumped him for Trevor, the idiot varsity basketball star. And since no one had rushed forward to claim Becky’s place, he couldn’t imagine who his kisser could be.
A three-day bender had nothing on the deep haze the kiss pulled Jason from, and his mind, preoccupied with the foreign lips, took a while to realize he was wet, lying on the damp and gritty ground. Before he could ponder this further, a tongue slid into his mouth, performing a maneuver he wouldn’t have thought possible, one that made his hormones take off faster than an Olympic sprinter. This couldn’t be a dream. His subconscious lacked the imagination capable of creating that particular kissing technique.
His eyes popped open, and he hissed in pain as the punishing sunlight sent his head spinning. He tried to peer up at the girl to figure out who she was (and where he was), but the light poured over her shoulders and cast her into silhouette revealing only a feminine shape with oddly uneven hair.
The girl pulled back, moving out of his range of vision. He didn’t know where she went, and he hurt too much to even think about looking for her, so he settled for sitting up, ignoring his body’s protest, and a groan escaped his lips. He cradled his head to stop the world from tilting. Playing chicken with a brick wall couldn’t have hurt worse. Slowly his eyes adjusted to the unforgiving sun and a white-sand beach, surrounded by turquoise water.
Where was he? He ran his fingers through his hair, accidently finding a sensitive spot, and winced. When he pulled his fingers away, blood coated them. Trying to calm the sudden queasiness of his stomach, he slammed his eyes shut, but the images of the thick red liquid still danced behind his closed lids.
The blood, however nauseating, triggered his missing memories. He had travelled to Greece on a month-long student-exchange program for A.P. students. He signed up for sailing lessons so he could get away from the sight of Trevor and Becky making out at every corner, only to find out Trevor signed up as well. Even worse, he and Trevor were the only students, so they spent an unpleasant hour together before the freak storm appeared.
Jason frowned as his memory of the storm sharpened. A wave had knocked their instructor overboard and another capsized the boat, tossing Jason and Trevor shortly afterward. Jason thought he would die from the pounding waves, even with the life vest, but somehow he managed to get caught in a strong current that carried the two of them for hours.
An island, surrounded by jagged rocks, appeared on the horizon. His body tired, he clutched Trevor and swam toward the island, struggling to keep Trevor’s head above water since he had passed out after the first couple of hours. Jason barely managed to avoid the jagged rocks and drag himself and Trevor onto the beach before he finally dropped into unconsciousness.
Glancing around, Jason spotted the oversized lump that could only be Trevor, still alive, given the rise and fall of his chest. Jason couldn’t decide if Trevor’s survival really forwarded the best interest of mankind. Maybe he should have let him drown.
A hand caressed Jason’s back and massaged his shoulders. The mystery girl had returned. Whoever she was, she proved to be welcome company, her nimble fingers working through the impossible knots in his neck. Apparently her lips weren’t the only talented part of her body. Jason struggled to form a coherent thought.
“Thank you,” he tried to say, but only a hoarse croak came out. His throat ached as if cats had used it as a scratching post.
“You’re alive.” Her voice, so beautiful, stole Jason’s breath. It was low, but sweet, innocent, yet seductive, and he knew with absolutely certainty that if this was the last sound he ever heard, he could die happy. He remembered hearing it while in the water. Her voice had brought him such joy in the moment right before his head bashed against the rocks.
“You almost didn’t survive. I had to perform life-saving measures.”
“I’ve never heard of CPR being done with a tongue before, but I’m not complaining.” Jason grinned, pleased his life had been saved by her amazing kisses and not Trevor’s, the backstabbing jerk. He cleared his throat. “Thanks again.”
“I’m Anntrophrite. Welcome to Anthemusa,” she said in her angelic voice. “I’m Jason.” He stuck his hand out and turned, prepared to see the hottest girl in the universe. Instead he stared at a grotesque and distorted monster, fit for nothing but a nightmare.
Eleven years haven't changed a thing; the human race is still going extinct. There is no cure for the deadly virus that kills all newborns. Kira Walker is tired of watching them die and sets herself on the hunt for the cure. The only problem is that her hunt leads her to the Partials. Old memories die hard and the Partials are key to the decimation that occurred eleven years before. Kira finds herself pitted against the very society she seeks to save. Time is running out. . .
Moments Divine:
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"It's good to see you," said Haru. "You can see me?" asked Marcus, patting himself in sudden shock. "The potion must have worn off! That's the last time I give my lunch to a talking squirrel."------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I wondered when someone would finally get around to that. It's been on my to-do list for ages, but you know how things are: Life gets so busy, and saving the human race is such an inconvenience--"
-------------------------------------------------------------------- "Anyone can see that he's bad," said Marcus, speaking calmly, "but we've splinted it, we've wrapped it, and I can drug him so hard he'll think he's flying home on a magical gumdrop rainbow. You could get high on his farts."
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"My contribution was to somehow refrain from peeing myself. You can thank me later."
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"Now, just take two of these and you'll feel better in no time." She leaned in and gave him two quick kisses.
"Mmmm," said Marcus, grabbing her by the waist, "how many of those did you say to take?"
"Just two," said Kira, "but I suppose it couldn't hurt to take more." She leaned in again, licking her lips, but he stopped her with his hand.
"No," he said firmly, "as a medic I just don't feel comfortable with it. Medication is nothing to play around with--what if I overdose?" He pushed her gently away. What if I become addicted?"
Kira pushed back toward him. "You are such a geek."
"What if I build up a tolerance?" he asked, his face a rictus of mock horror. "Two now and two later and suddenly two won't be enough--I'll need four or eight or twenty just to take the edge off! Do you think I can handle that many kisses?"
Kira moved in again, turning on her most sultry voice. "I think you could find a way."
He froze, watching her come closer, their faces almost touching, then stopped her at the last moment with a finger on her lips. "You know, the best way to prevent an overdose is to vary the active ingredient. That blond nurse at the south clinic is great at drawing blood; I could get two from you, two from her."
Kira snarled playfully, grabbing his collar. "Oh no, you don't"
"Medically speaking, it would be perfectly safe," said Marcus. "I could even get two from you and two from her at the same time. I might get a little dizzy, but--ow!"
It starts with a whisper: “It’s time for you to know who you are…”
Violet Eden dreads her seventeenth birthday. After all, it’s hard to get too excited about the day that marks the anniversary of your mother’s death. As if that wasn’t enough, disturbing dreams haunt her sleep and leave her with very real injuries. There’s a dark tattoo weaving its way up her arms that wasn’t there before.
Violet is determined to get some answers, but nothing could have prepared her for the truth. The guy she thought she could fall in love with has been keeping his identity a secret: he’s only half-human—oh, and same goes for her.
A centuries-old battle between fallen angels and the protectors of humanity has chosen its new warrior. It’s a fight Violet doesn’t want, but she lives her life by two rules: don’t run and don’t quit. When angels seek vengeance and humans are the warriors, you could do a lot worse than betting on Violet Eden…
Look for the sequels ENTICED in September 2012 and EMBLAZE in March 2013!
His vampire girlfriend might have brought him back to life, but he's never felt more out of control. There's a darkness within him, something taking over…changing him. Worse, because he was meant to die, death now stalks him at every turn. Any day could be his last.
Once upon a time, the three souls trapped inside his head could have helped him. He could have protected himself. But as the darkness grows stronger, the souls grow weaker—just like his girlfriend. The more vampire Aden becomes, the more human Victoria becomes, until everything they know and love is threatened.
Life couldn't get any worse. Could it?
Once there were three. Three friends who loved each other—Jenna, Locke, and Kara. And after a terrible accident destroyed their bodies, their three minds were kept alive, spinning in a digital netherworld. Even in that disembodied nightmare, they were still together. At least at first. When Jenna disappeared, Locke and Kara had to go on without her. Decades passed, and then centuries.
Two-hundred-and-sixty years later, they have been released at last. Given new, perfect bodies, Locke and Kara awaken to a world they know nothing about, where everyone they once knew and loved is long dead.
Everyone except Jenna Fox.
In the future, only one rule will matter:Don't. Ever. Peek.Seventeen-year-old Ari Alexander just broke that rule and saw the last person she expected hovering above her bed - arrogant Jackson Locke, the most popular boy in her school. She expects instant execution or some kind of freak alien punishment, but instead, Jackson issues a challenge: help him, or everyone on Earth will die.Ari knows she should report him, but everything about Jackson makes her question what she's been taught about his kind. And against her instincts, she's falling for him. But Ari isn't just any girl, and Jackson wants more than her attention. Sheąs a military legacy whoąs been trained by her father and exposed to war strategies and societal information no one can know - especially an alien spy, like Jackson. Giving Jackson the information he needs will betray her father and her country, but keeping silent will start a war.
Everything Aoife thought she knew about the world was a lie. There is no Necrovirus. And Aoife isn't going to succumb to madness because of a latent strain—she will lose her faculties because she is allergic to iron. Aoife isn't human. She is a changeling—half human and half from the land of Thorn. And time is running out for her.
When Aoife destroyed the Lovecraft engine she released the monsters from the Thorn Lands into the Iron Lands and now she must find a way to seal the gates and reverse the destruction she's ravaged on the world that's about to poison her.
Juliette hasn't touched anyone in exactly 264 days.
The last time she did, it was an accident, but The Reestablishment locked her up for murder. No one knows why Juliette's touch is fatal. As long as she doesn't hurt anyone else, no one really cares. The world is too busy crumbling to pieces to pay attention to a 17-year-old girl. Diseases are destroying the population, food is hard to find, birds don't fly anymore, and the clouds are the wrong color.
The Reestablishment said their way was the only way to fix things, so they threw Juliette in a cell. Now so many people are dead that the survivors are whispering war-- and The Reestablishment has changed its mind. Maybe Juliette is more than a tortured soul stuffed into a poisonous body. Maybe she's exactly what they need right now.
Juliette has to make a choice: Be a weapon. Or be a warrior.
In this electrifying debut, Tahereh Mafi presents a world as riveting as The Hunger Games and a superhero story as thrilling as The X-Men. Full of pulse-pounding romance, intoxicating villainy, and high-stakes choices, Shatter Me is a fresh and original dystopian novel—with a paranormal twist—that will leave readers anxiously awaiting its sequel.
