In Ethan Wate’s hometown there lies the darkest of secrets…
There is a girl. Slowly, she pulled the hood down from her head… green eyes, black hair. Lena Duchannes.
There is a curse. On the sixteenth moon, of the sixteenth year, the book will take what it’s been promised. And no one can stop it.
In the end, there is a grave.
Lena and Ethan become bound together by a deep, powerful love. But Lena is cursed and, on her sixteenth birthday, her fate will be decided. Ethan never even saw it coming.
Violet Willoughby doesn’t believe in ghosts… but they believe in her.
Violet has spent years taking part in her mother’s elaborately faked séances, putting the rich and powerful in touch with the dead, and their success has brought them a life of luxury they could only have dreamed of and Violet the prospect of a society marriage.
The last thing Violet expected was the start seeing and hearing the dead for real. But now she is haunted day and night by the ghost of a drowned girl who won’t let her rest until her murderer is uncovered. Violet must use her talents to unravel the mystery surrounding the girl’s death – and quickly before the killer strikes again…
What’s wrong with me?
What kind of girl wants to kiss every boy at a funeral, wants to maul a guy in a tree after making out with her (dead) sister’s boyfriend the previous night?
Speaking of which, what kind of girl makes out with her sister’s boyfriend at all?
Lennie Walker – Sisterless, lasagna maker, Heathcliff – obsessed and hopelessly in love…