GENRE: YA Paranormal
All Cassia Clarke has ever wanted is to be normal, to go to a normal school, maybe kiss a normal guy. Of course, when your mom's a witch, normalcy is hard to come by. She's never met her dad, but she soon discovers that her uncle--and her two cute foster brothers--need her help if they want to find him. They belong to an ancient order of sorcerers, who have never been on good terms with the witches. It's up to Cass to unite the two groups, and rescue her missing father, or risk being captured herself.
"You sure you want to stay here all by your lonesome, Cass?" A spit of chaw punctuated Jody's sentence.
I wrinkled my nose and avoided the nasty brown glob as I dragged Ma's suitcase toward his truck. "Got college applications to finish, so, yeah."
Not to mention that spending two weeks in those mildewed old cabins in the woods with Jody and my mom's kooky sisters was pretty high on my list of things I'd suffer excruciating pain to get out of doing.
"Shee-it." Jody spat again. "And I guess Ole Miss ain't good enough for ya?"
No school in the entire state of Mississippi was good enough, but not for educational reasons. I just wanted as far away from home as I could get. Right now even Louisiana was looking good.
"I'm applying there, too." Because Ma and everyone else expected me to. "But the engineering program is so much better at MIT. They'll have to give me a full scholarship if I want to go there, though."
"They'd be stupid not to," he said, one of those rare sweet sentiments I never knew whether to believe or not. His dimples flashed as he took the bag from me.
Why did the good lord have to waste such a hot body on such a thick head? An Adonis in a trucker cap and wife beater, ring of Cope worn through the back pocket of his jeans, Jody was about as persistent as he was crude.