This book sounds amazing! My first time reading the synopsis I was immediately convinced: this is a book I have to read! Creepy school... mysterious dead best friend pops up out of nowhere... and werwolves?! YES, PLEASE! Take your time reading through this exciting Book Blitz and let it convince you too!
Titel: The Truth Spell
Release
Date: 2015
Synopsis:
As soon as I stepped onto the grounds of Amaris High, I knew I'd made a big mistake. I could never fit in at such a snobbish school – I was more IT girl than "it girl". But then I saw him.
Sam Spencer. My childhood best friend. But it couldn't be. Sam Spencer had died three years ago, on the night that changed everything. I need to know what happened, why he's suddenly not dead and is hanging out with a bunch of rich kids.
When the school is hit by a truth spell, it seems like the perfect chance to find out what Sam and his creepy new friends are hiding, but the weirder things get, the less I'm sure I want to know. Even for Sam, even for the free food, Amaris High might be more trouble than it's worth.
About the Anita Oh:
After several years in the warm, comforting cocoon of fandom, Anita has decided to see what's up with this real world she's heard about. Judgment is reserved until more information can be gathered.Anita likes dogs, naps, food, and Japanese idol group Arashi. Everything else can be improved when combined with these four things.
Anita lives with a grumpy beagle who bosses her around terribly, and won't even snuggle.
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As soon as I stepped onto the grounds of Amaris High, I realized I’d made a huge mistake. The kind of mistake it was hard to come back from.Maybe it was just the late afternoon light, but everything seemed gilded, magnificent in a way I wasn’t used to. An immaculate lawn stretched out in front of me, divided by a tree-lined path that led up to a building that looked more like some sort of gothic fortress than a school. The lawn was greener than any grass I’d seen in my life, and the sky above was extra blue. I wondered if super rich people had access to colors outside the hexadecimal range. Everything looked so bright, extra surreal. They’d sent me brochures when they’d offered me the scholarship, of course, but no amount of glossy pictures could capture the atmosphere – an atmosphere that distinctly said, “not for girls like you”.
