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Young Adult/Teen
ISBN-10: B085DQB942
Type: Fiction
Pages: 265
Copyright: March 1, 2020
ISBN-13: 9798600932890
Price: $0.99 (eBook)
A young woman discovers an ancient book of spells and unleashes all manner of banshees and ghouls on her family's estate in a forgotten corner of the Deep South.
Hell just broke loose in Georgia.
Ravyn Crowley and her younger brother, Logan, have tragically lost their parents at the hands of a drunk driver on the JFK Expressway. To make matters worse, they’ve been shipped off to live with an estranged uncle at their family’s ancestral estate in the Deep South: Mistletoe.
While exploring a forbidden library, Ravyn stumbles across an antique book of the occult, unwittingly unleashing a Pandora’s Box of evil on her family and the one-stoplight town of Magnolia, Georgia. Now, Ravyn has no choice but to ask the one person she trusts the least for help. Little does she know, her uncle has a few secrets of his own.
Full of suspense, Mistletoe is a page-turning rollercoaster ride featuring a quick-witted heroine who must fight for her very soul by uncovering the truth about her long-lost relatives and the family secret they’ve been guarding for over 200 years.
Excerpt
Missy flipped an ancient wall switch, flooding the room with harsh yellow light. It was the grandest bedroom I had ever seen, with walls that were covered in fine silk wallpaper in golden-hues. It looked incredibly expensive, and for some reason, I assumed it was from Paris. The ceiling was painted a delicate shade of yellow, embellished with white plaster relief molding in intricate patterns of vines and leaves. Sprinkled here and there on the walls were faded watercolors of songbirds—probably native to the area, I guessed. Finches, and blue jays. Hummingbirds, too.
I read somewhere that, scientifically speaking, hummingbirds shouldn’t be able to fly. Something to do with their weight and wingspan. And yet, they’re the only bird that can fly forward, backward, up, down, sideways and upside down. They just flap their wings harder than all the other birds.
If I were a hummingbird I’d fly myself back to Murray Hill.
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