Original and exciting, NIGHT SKY propels readers into a dangerous future. Loved it. Melissa Marr, New York Times bestselling author of Made For You and the Wicked Lovely series. See how it all begins...
In this pulse-pounding prequel to the Night Sky series by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Suzanne Brockmann and her daughter Melanie Brockmann, Skylar has her first brush with Destiny. She's about to meet a boy who will change her lifeand a girl who wants to end it.
I know her.
Know her from inside the dreams. Inside those terrible, murderous, bloody dreams. I've heard her-screaming, her voice mixing in an awful chorus with all those other girls. Little girls.
That's what one of the little girls keeps saying, in the dream that is not just a dream. Please, God.
But I know better. There's no escaping this fate. This is destiny.
I must kill Skylar.
Skylar Reid is the new girl at school. Her mom just moved them to Floridaaka The Land of the Living Dead where the average age of her new neighbors was seventy-fiveto start over. Skylar is not a fan of the change or her total lack of friends. Until she meets Calvin, a funny, sarcastic boy who doesn't let being in a wheelchair stop him from verbally shredding their preppy classmates. Skylar's just about to decide her new school's not a total loss when an odd girl wearing an oversized trench coat in the murderous Southern heat declares, You're one of us. And then tries to kill her.
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Praise for Night Sky:
A gripping page-turner from first to last...the start of something that can only be described as 'greater-than.' Kirkus STARRED review
Action-packed, mysterious, charming and witty. I'm ready for more! Gena Showalter, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Alice in Zombieland
Full of adventure, humor, and just the right amount of Brockmann wit...I love this book! P.C. Cast, New York Times bestselling co-author of the House of Night series.
big salt-and-pepper mustache and squeaky black boots. I was close enough to smell him—cheap cologne, stale cigar smoke, and more of that terrible fish smell. Instead of getting on the ground, the woman chuckled. A rivulet of red-tinged drool fell from her distended mouth and landed on the linoleum. ...