When Mia is only a child, her father is hanged, a traitor to the Republic after a failed rebellion against the Senate. Her mother and brother are thrown into a prison of madness, and Mia herself barely escapes with her life. Taken under the wing of a retired assassin, Mia grows up strengthening her body and mind, and one day ventures out to find . . .
Maybe you are stressed out/bored from self-quarantine and need something to do. Or you're stressed out about work/school. Or you just had a bad day. Or you're reading this in 2021 and Corornavirus is just a distant memory and you just want some feel-good books to read. Whatever the case, I want to provide a short list of books I've . . .
It’s Halloween at the pumpkin patch, which means it’s the last night Josiah and Deja will work the Succotash Hut together before going off to college next season. Deja is going to miss Josiah—and the snacks. Josiah is going to miss Deja, too, but he’s more upset that he never talked to the girl of his dreams: the Fudge Shop girl, Marcy. So Deja . . .
I love a good series. Who doesn't? I've recently started reading a bunch of series and have been plowing through them in record time---Simon Snow, Shades of Magic, Chaos Walking, and To All the Boys I've Loved Before, to name a few. These series are amazing. The stories are interesting enough to warrant 3+ books. Fantasy and sci-fi do . . .
It's been four months since the events of the previous book, since Kell and Lila parted ways---Lila stealing aboard a ship and setting sail, Kell stuck in Red London underneath the King and Queen's thumb like always. But now Red London is preparing for the Essen Tasch, an international competition of magic that will bring . . .
Simon Snow’s story is over. He’s no longer the Chosen One. He’s no longer a mage. He can barely get himself up off the couch. And his relationship with Baz is...very much uncertain. Penelope decides what they all need is a holiday. So Simon, Penny, and Baz wind up on a road trip across western America, and run into just as much . . .
