Whenever I heard the word kindred, I thought of me and Ti.
Rosie and Ti are as close as sisters – closer, in fact. While Rosie is shy and passive, Ti is tough and daring. They shouldn’t be friends, but they are.
Creeping out of their homes at night, the girls secretly wander through their coastal hometown, Flushing, exploring empty streets and sharing their frustrations about school and their different, but equally difficult, families.
But when Rosie betrays Ti, the two girls run in different directions – making deci-sions that could do irreparable damage to both of their lives. As Rosie confronts harsh truths, she must find a way back to Ti, and to herself.… Read more >>>
A slightly dead girl with a nose for a mystery … SOMEBODY STOP IVY POCKET! The hilarious follow-up to Anyone But Ivy Pocket
Ivy is now the beloved daughter of Ezra and Mother Snagbsy, coffin makers, even if she does have to work rather like a maid. Their trade is roaring, and Ivy is as happy as a pig in clover. Especially when she escapes to the library to talk to the devastatingly sympathetic Miss Carnage.
But then Ivy guesses that all is not as it seems with her new parents, and discovers that she can pass into the world of the Clock Diamond.… Read more >>>
The third thrilling instalment in The Talon Saga from New York Times bestselling
author Julie Kagawa.
When forced to choose between safety with the dragon organisation, Talon, and being hunted forever as an outcast, Ember Hill chooses to stand with Riley and his band of rogue dragons rather than become an assassin for Talon. She’s lost contact with her twin brother, Dante, a Talon devotee, as well as Garret, the former-enemy soldier who challenged her beliefs about her human side and who she now shares a deep bond with. Ember is also struggling with the powerful and stirring nature of her inner dragon.… Read more >>>
1) There’s a scene in my book where my main character Skye goes with the rest of the group to jump off a 20m tower at a disused army base. I knew how to explain it because my three daughters did a jump as a Christmas present after we decided they should have an experience instead of a thing. They’ll love it, I thought. The older two did. The youngest was ten at the time and couldn’t bring herself to jump. My husband was at the top of tower with her for ages talking her through it (I’d volunteered to take the photos obviously).
So, one minute my ex-best friend, Izzy, and I are rummaging in the PE cupboard, looking at some hilarious prom stuff from the 1980s. The next minute, we’re there. Actually there, in 1985. And that’s not all – our mums are there too. But they’re our age! Check out their hair!
It’s weird enough for Izzy, who’s not really getting on with her mum at the moment. Not that I care, we’re not friends any more anyway. But the thing is, my mum died in a car crash when I was four.… Read more >>>