The Immortal Game Series - Book 1
Mortal Danger
“A girl makes a deal with the devil—or something awfully similar—in this Faustian suspense tale….Aguirre has confidence in her audience, never dumbing down her prose while always keeping her readers guessing. Edie makes an impressive heroine as she not only fights the increasingly dreadful baddies but matures as a person, lifting the book beyond easy thrills. The story has a freshness and intelligence that puts it at the top of the genre. A standout trilogy opener.”
Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
Among longlisted titles for Bank Street Best Children's Book of the Year, 2015
Among longlisted titles for ALA Quick Picks for Reluctant Young Adults, 2012
Among longlisted titles for ALA Best Books for Young Adults, 2012
Among longlisted titles for Bank Street Best Children's Book of the Year, 2015
Among longlisted titles for ALA Quick Picks for Reluctant Young Adults, 2012
Among longlisted titles for ALA Best Books for Young Adults, 2012
Revenge is a dish best served cold.
In Ann Aguirre's Mortal Danger, Edie Kramer has a score to settle with the beautiful people at Blackbriar Academy. Their cruelty drove her to the brink of despair, and four months ago, she couldn't imagine being strong enough to face her senior year. But thanks to a Faustian compact with the enigmatic Kian, she has the power to make the bullies pay. She's not supposed to think about Kian once the deal is done, but devastating pain burns behind his unearthly beauty, and he's impossible to forget.
In one short summer, her entire life changes and she sweeps through Blackbriar, prepped to take the beautiful people down from the inside. A whisper here, a look there, and suddenly . . . bad things are happening. It's a head rush, seeing her tormentors get what they deserve, but things that seem too good to be true usually are, and soon, the pranks and payback turns from delicious to deadly. Edie is alone in a world teeming with secrets and fiends lurking in the shadows. In this murky morass of devil's bargains, she isn't sure who—or what—she can trust. Not even her own mind.
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