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Month: January 2021

Weekly Quote for Week 5-2021 ~ Fang Girl by Helen Keeble

Weekly Quote for Week 5-2021 ~ Fang Girl by Helen Keeble

Fang GIrl, Vampires, Humour, Young Adult, Teeth, Water, Glass, Helen Keeble“Dad got me a … guinea pig?”
“For breakfast,” Zack said. “That’s why I named her Toast. You aren’t going to eat her, are you?”
“No!”
“Woot!” Zack hugged the cage to his chest, carrying it off in the direction of his bedroom. “I hope you don’t want to eat Marmalade or Sugar Puff either!”
“Marma– oh, never mind.”

Top 10 Books January 2021

Top 10 Books January 2021

Afternoon all!

Top 10 books, Reading, Books, Echte Duiven, Real Pigeons, Alter Ego, Graphic Novel, Roze Brieven, Non-Fiction

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Friday’s Page 69 ~ Babysitting Nightmares: The Phantom Hour by Kat Shepherd

Friday’s Page 69 ~ Babysitting Nightmares: The Phantom Hour by Kat Shepherd

Babysitting Nightmares: The Phantom Hour, Kat Shepherd, Book 2, Rayanne Vieira, Fantasy, Monsters, Horror, Children's Books, Mystery, Red, Clock, House, Girls, Baby-sitting
“Um. No,” Maggie said. “If there’s a spider in my bathroom, that sucker’s going down.”
“Murderer,” Tanya muttered, with a smile on her face.
Maggie grinned back and pointed to herself. “Me? A spider murderer?” She nodded. “Yeah, I can definitely live with that label.”

Review for The Last Kids on Earth and the Cosmic Beyond

Review for The Last Kids on Earth and the Cosmic Beyond

The Last Kids on Earth and the Cosmic Beyond, Boys, Girls, Monsters, Zombies, Graphic Novel, Children's Books, Max Brallier, Douglas HolgateThe fourth book in this action-packed, hilarious, fantastic series! This time new villains, friendships get tested, and it is Christmas!

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First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Breathless by Jennifer Niven

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Breathless by Jennifer Niven

Breathless, Blue, Water, Swimming Trunk, Bikini, Boy, Girl, Young Adult, Graduation, Summer, Island, Divorce, Jennifer Niven
I open my eyes and I am tangled in the sheets, books upside down on the floor. I know without looking at the time that I’m late. I leap out of bed, one foot still wrapped in the sheet, and land flat on my face. I lie there a minute. Close my eyes. Wonder if I can pretend I’ve fainted and convince Mom to let me blow off today and stay home.
It’s peaceful on the floor.
But it also smells a bit. I open an eye and there’s something ground into the rug. One of Dandelion’s cat treats, maybe. I turn my head to the other side and it’s better over here, but hen from outside I hear a horn blast, and this is my dad.