"... Blodgett knows how the young male mind works; her characters' actions and dialogue are just like what I observe in the classroom on a daily basis, making this paranormal novel all the more real..."
"...I was so hooked... "
"...What I love... that COULD be about my own children..."
From New York Times and USA Today bestseller Tamara Rose Blodgett, comes a #1 Amazon Dark Fantasy bestselling series.
Synopsis:
Caleb's in high school now and thinks the chaos of last year is behind him. Unfortunately, a serial killer is on the loose and children are his victims. Caleb agrees to help the police apprehend the murderer - until the killer takes notice of Caleb and his paranormal friends.
Carson and Brett remain the bullies they always were and their posse continues to grow.
How long can the two groups stay out of each others' way before there's a firestorm of retribution.
The Government Graysheets continue to keep tabs on Caleb's every move while Jade's family threatens their relationship. Can they still be together even when events threaten to tear them apart?
DEATH is a #1 Dark Fantasy bestselling series.
“Go in, Caleb” Jonesy said, arms crossed across his chest, standing gooseflesh riding his forearms like chicken skin.
“I will. I'm working up to it.”
John Terran, Mark “Jonesy” Jones and I were all standing on the dock looking out over the murky waters of Lake Tapps. Mom had given us a ride out to Gramps' who had lived on the lake (since the dawn of time) in a small house with the biggest (illegal as hell) lawn in the entire universe. Jade and the girls were the smart ones, beach towels thrown beneath them, sunning themselves on the lawn.
Jade looked up, her eyes shadowed by her hand. “Go ahead Caleb, you've been diving in all summer. You can't let Jonesy be the only one.”
Easy for her to say. None of the girls wanted to be lakesicles.
Jonesy gave me his best Devious Look and smiled. John's eyebrows shot up to his hairline, I knew that look, he meant business.
Jade had made her comment and flopped her head back down on the towel, looking every inch the hottie lounging in a patch of sun. Sophie and Tiff lay on either side of her. But my eyes were only for Jade. She wore a bikini that was about the size of the floss I hated using, in a mouthwatering tangerine that shimmered in the afternoon light. Sophie was wearing a turquoise suit that set off her dark skin and light sea-colored eyes while Tiff had exchanged her trademark hoodie for a bikini top and shorts. Huh.
Jonesy leaned in quietly, “The girls look really dry right now.”
“Alarmingly,” John concurred.
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