She was beginning to see how difficult it was to determine who was good and who was bad, who she could trust and who she had to watch out for. Every person was a hero in his own mind, fighting for what he thought was right, or just fighting to survive another day, but no one thought they were evil.
Victory zinged through her veins, sweet and bubbly as sarsaparilla, as she gazed upon her first major find as an aspiring detective-veterinarian-artist.
–The League of Beastly Dreadfuls by Holly Grant
When Primrose’s parents are lost at sea, the only thing she knows for certain is that they can’t be dead. Everyone else in Coal Harbour believes she’s not quite alright in the head after their accident, and being danger-prone doesn’t help matters. Making friends with a stubborn short-order cook, helping her ambitious Uncle Jack turn her sleepy hometown into a tourist attraction, and dodging the opinionated Miss Honeycut’s attempts to put her in foster care are just the start of Primrose’s adventures as she waits for her parents to reappear.
She made about a million waffles while I sat there. She had to make about a million every day because at The Girl on the Red Swing they served everything on a waffle. Not just the kind of food that went with waffles—not just ham and eggs on a waffle or strawberries on a waffle. No, at The Girl on the Red Swing if you ordered a steak it came on a waffle, if you ordered fish and chips it came on a waffle, if you ordered waffles they came on a waffle.
Spending four weeks at Grandma Jo’s house is going to be torture. AJ is everything her strict and proper grandmother can’t stand; athletic, adventurous, and unrefined. But when AJ discovers that Grandma Jo’s bridge club is just a front, her summer takes an unexpectedly interesting turn.
“A lady strives for perfection. What’s the point of doing anything unless you do it as well as you possibly can?”
It’s my belief that there’s a book out there for everyone. Whatever you’re interested in, want to know more about, or need to hear, someone’s probably written a book for it. I’ve also come to realize that there’s a book out there for every mood. Books for when you’re brave. Books for when you’re hurt. Books for when you need a laugh.
Today, I wanted to talk about comfort reads. Books that have the magical ability to whisk us away to a happier place, lift our moods on a crummy day, and read like they were written just for us.
When the opportunity explore a land of adventure presents itself, September doesn’t hesitate to leave home behind to take up the adventure of a lifetime. Aided by a dutiful jacket, partly-educated dragon-kin, and a pair of magic shoes, September navigates the most dreaded, delightful, and deadly places in Fairyland.
Stories have a way of changing faces. They are unruly things, undisciplined, given to delinquency and the throwing of erasers. This is why we must close them up into thick, solid books, so they cannot get out and cause trouble.
When the Spoffards inherit a candy shop, they never expected to move in. But there’s something magical and mysterious about the old place. Twins, Oz and Lily, aren’t sure what to think, especially when they meet the strange immortal inhabitants of their new home.
Oz wasn’t too scared of rats in general, but this rat was different—it was smoking.
Cold weather is reading weather!
Question of the Day: What’s your favorite tea/reading combo?
With a blue moon approaching, the promise of family traditions, natural wonders, and happy changes fill Keeper with anticipation. Until she goes and ruins everything. To make everything right again, Keeper sets out to make an important wish to Yemaya, the Big Mama of the ocean.
Wishes. Before today, Keeper had made plenty of wishes, like wishes on falling stars and wishes on rainbows and wishes on wishbones, all kinds of small wishes, like for Hershey’s Kisses with almonds and tie-dyed shoelaces. But now she needed a big wish, a giant wish.
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.