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A monster calls By: Ness, Patrick. Thirteen-year-old Conor awakens one night to find a monster outside his bedroom window, but not the one from the recurring nightmare that began when his mother became ill--an ancient, wild creature that wants him to face truth and loss.

A monster calls By: Ness, Patrick. Thirteen-year-old Conor awakens one night to find a monster outside his bedroom window, but not the one from the recurring nightmare that began when his mother became ill--an ancient, wild creature that wants him to face truth and loss.

9 books to read next if you loved Gone Girl

'We Were Liars' and 8 Other Books You’ll Love If You Were Shocked by the Twist in ‘Gone Girl’

Glenda Lynne says:   If you saw the movie and liked it, you will absolutely adore the book!  I will never forget these characters.  I grew up during the same time period, and I cringed when I recognized things we used to do at the time that we never gave a second thought to doing.  Thank God, things have changed!

Glenda Lynne says: If you saw the movie and liked it, you will absolutely adore the book! I will never forget these characters. I grew up during the same time period, and I cringed when I recognized things we used to do at the time that we never gave a second thought to doing. Thank God, things have changed!

It was October again when Anne was ready to go back to school—a glorious October, all red and gold, with mellow mornings when the valleys were filled with delicate mists as if the spirit of autumn had poured them in for the sun to drain—amethyst, pearl, silver, rose, and smoke-blue. The dews were so heavy that the fields glistened like cloth of silver and there were such heaps of rustling leaves in the hollows of many-stemmed woods to run crisply through.  -Lucy Maude Montgomery, Anne of…

Here's What Your Favorite Children's Book Series Says About You

It was October again when Anne was ready to go back to school—a glorious October, all red and gold, with mellow mornings when the valleys were filled with delicate mists as if the spirit of autumn had poured them in for the sun to drain—amethyst, pearl, silver, rose, and smoke-blue. The dews were so heavy that the fields glistened like cloth of silver and there were such heaps of rustling leaves in the hollows of many-stemmed woods to run crisply through. -Lucy Maude Montgomery, Anne of…

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