Chasing MeCree by J.C. Isabella

It must've been the cowboy!

My palms are dirty. My knees have gravel embedded into them. The world is swaying. I'll tell you one thing I don't know which way is up or down. Is that bad? Is that man still following me? I'm a mess. I don't feel good either. Something I ate didn't agree with me. Where am I anyway? I've never been to this part of town. I swear I'm seeing things. What the heck is that thing coming towards me! Is that a horse?
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All I know is that I was out taking my horse on a stroll. Pretty soon I see a girl with blond hair wearing a cheerleading outfit and mascara running down both her cheeks. For a moment I thought I was dreaming. This can't be happening! Why is Briar Thompson out so late? I have to laugh as I put her into my saddle. "How did you get an extra pair of legs?"
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From the moment the two meet their worlds collide. Briar Thompson is in need of a friend. Chase McCree would like someone to talk to every now and then. They both see differences in one another, something they can't pin point. Briar's social status is going down the drain pipe. She couldn't care less. She doesn't want to be around people that are fake. Chase has a realness to him.

Chase misses the fields, the open sky of his ranch. He misses the big house he grew up in. Pretty soon he'll have to leave. Is he willing to say goodbye to the only friend he's made in a long time?

Beautiful Monster by Bella Forrest

That Boy is a Monster! Maybe he's just born that way...

My name is Amy. I've been home schooled most of my life. Why? I'm HIV positive. I was diagnosed when I was a week old. I have good and bad days. Some days I'm tired. Others I'm peppy as can be; a normal teenager. Today I helped my dad out by working in the school's kitchen. I was on my break when I did something totally out of character; I auditioned for one of the school plays. Before I know what's happening I'm called up to recite lines I only glanced at. I didn't even know who was reading my character's opposite. I thought "Hey maybe it's some random senior". As I open my eyes I see the man himself. The celebrity crush I've had for years: Liam Swift.

My name is Liam Swift. As soon as she took the stage I knew we found our girl! Out of thousands she was the one to really play the part! You can tell when somebody wants the role bad enough. This play isn't like the movie sets I used to be on. But hey, why am I complaining? This is as close as it's going to get for me. One night was all it took to ruin me. One night I'd rather put out of my head. Every now and then it happens. I can feel my inner demons calling out to me. Few people know this secret. Few people I can trust. What if it happens tonight? What am I going to do? What if I won't be able to produce the play?

Bella Forrest does it again! I read this in one sitting. Don't judge this book by its cover. The bark is worse than its bite.

Invisibility by Andrea Cremer and David Levithan

　
Ever wonder what it would be like to have Harry Potter's Invisibility Cloak? You could walk around; wherever you wanted to go. You have the world at your finger tips. Sounds pretty cool doesn't it? Now imagine yourself wearing that Invisibility Cloak permanently. You are a ghost. Nobody can see you. Nobody can talk to you. You are by yourself. An observer, one of the unseen, watching and living through other's lives.

My name is Stephen. I have been invisible since the day I was born. I've never seen my reflection in the mirror so it's hard to guess what I look like. I am a people watcher. I don't have much else to do. The tenants in the apartment complex I live in are few and far between. Some stay for a few days; some a few months. A new family is moving in today. A single mom with two kids my age.

I can't believe this! My hands are shaking so bad as I write this down. The teenage girl saw me. I was standing there dumbstruck when she asked me to help with her groceries. She even grabbed my hand! What does this mean? Does this mean others can see me as well? Is my curse finally broken?

Icons by Margaret Stohl

 

Icons by Margaret Stohl

My name is Dol. I lost my whole family on The Day. It was the day my older brothers' laughter fell silent. It was the day my dad's smile faded from his face. It was the day and last time my mom would ever kiss me goodnight. Everything ceased to exist. I was a baby when it happened; maybe a few month's old. Now I am 17 years old; living in the Grass with the Padre and my friend Ro.

Things seem to be going great until Padre pulls me into the church for a conversation. The next few moments are a blur. I don't even remember what exactly happened.  I saw the Padre dead, unmoving on the cement floor. I'm on the run for my life...I don't know why I'm being hunted. I only know the safety of the woods can hide me for so long.

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From the co-author that wrote the Caster Chronicles comes a whole new series! From the first time I saw the cover I knew I had to read it. When you first start reading it you won't be able to stop.

Five stars!