Victory zinged through her veins, sweet and bubbly as sarsaparilla, as she gazed upon her first major find as an aspiring detective-veterinarian-artist.
Hidden beneath the high-society Vanderbilt family and their rich guests, Serafina and her pa secretly live in the basement of the Biltmore Estate. Staying out of sight is easy for Serafina, whose uncanny ability to slink through the shadows aids her job as self-appointed rat catcher. Tensions run high at the Biltmore Estate when children begin to disappear, but only Serafina has witnessed the cloaked criminal who lurks after dark.
More and more she wondered what it would be like to have some sort of secret friend who her pa didn’t know about, someone she could talk to about things, but she didn’t tend to meet too many children her age skulking through the basement in the dead of night.
Mildew and Sponge attend the prestigious boarding school within Maudlin Towers, which is as boring as it is grotesque. But when the prized School Spoon goes missing, Mildew decides to put his detecting skills to the test, with Sponge close behind. Vikings, suspicious school masters, a ghost in the tower, and a series of secrets await them as they brave the mysterious and the unknown.
Anastasia McCrumpet is as average as they come. Not at all like the flashy heroine in her favorite mystery series. But when she’s taken away by unknown relatives to an retired insane asylum, Anastasia will need to rely on all her detecting wisdom to find out why she’s there in the first place, or go mad trying to get to the bottom of it.
Anastasia’s day began with a funeral, and it went downhill from there.
The God’s-honest truth was that she didn’t even know what a friend was, other than what she’d read in books. If you meet someone face-to-face and they don’t hiss at you and bite you, does that mean you’re friends?
-Serafina and the Black Cloak by Robert Beatty
Anastasia had read about orphans in storybooks. To an almost-eleven-year-old girl with two parents, orphans had been sort of a mythical figure, like unicorns and mermaids. A creature that lived in the pages of a book. And now she was one. An orphan, that is. Not a unicorn.
-The League of Beastly Dreadfuls by Holly Grant
Up to six books read this month, but no Bingo… it seems that a little strategy might be called for in the second half of the month.
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