Scottish teenage werewolf Kalix MacRinnalch is in London trying to settle down and live a normal life. Her new friends support her as she goes to college to learn to read and write, she is struggling with college and staying alive due to her old enemies that won’t leave her alone. Many powerful w...
Ugh, I couldn't even get through the first couple chapters.I bailed on this book. (Sorry)I hope other people out there like this book, because the premise seemed awesome. I just couldn't get past the stupid teenager stuff, or the pretentious fashion gossip, and the fire elemental thing...I just w...
Elfish is amoral, ego-centric and absolutely fascinating. Elfish is obsessed about claiming the name Queen Mab for her band (which currently has no members) before her ex-boyfriend can claim it first. While plotting a way to claim the name by reciting the entire monolog from Romeo and Juliet wh...
I was so depressed after finishing this book that I could not sleep. I feel sorry for whoever wrote the book blurb for the new edition. A great tale of beautiful saving powers of friendship it is definitely not. It'd be great if one could reach into a story and make things less sad. I felt abando...
While teenage werewolf Kalix MacRinnalch is being pursued through the streets of London by murderous hunters, her sister, the Werewolf Enchantress, is busy designing clothes for the Fire Queen. Meanwhile, in the Scottish Highlands, the MacRinnalch Clan is plotting and feuding after the head of th...
Distikka was interested. She liked Goya and Picasso and was keen to see the others. She was due to meet Mr. Carmichael but had purposely arrived early, allowing herself time to look at the exhibits. She was prepared for an uncomfortable encounter. Mr. Carmichael was not going to be pleased to lea...
Aristophanes’ mood had transformed. Why was he worrying? He was the best comic dramatist in Athens. He was the best poet. He wrote the funniest scenes. Was anyone going to defeat him in a contest? Let them try. ‘I can beat any man here at cottabus!’ yelled Eupolis. Aristophanes wasn’t going to de...
Though she tried to slip out unobtrusively, she failed to make it past her mother. “Thrix, you’ve hardly touched your food,” said the Mistress of the Werewolves. “I’m not really hungry.” “Couldn’t you at least try some of the venison?” “I’m fine, really.” Her mother looked at her with disapproval...