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Ever since Kacey's social worker brought her to Broken Falls to live with her estranged father and his family, she's developed a tight-knit friendship with Bailey and Jade, two misfit girls desperate to escape their small Midwestern town. Kacey is finally feeling comfortable with her dad, stepmom, stepbrother, and half sister, so when Bailey goes missing and Kacey becomes a suspect, she's worried that, among other things, this new family she's come to love will abandon her, too. But swirling around Kacey's anxieties are truly insidious secrets, and Thomas unspools the truth at a tantalizing pace, turning suspicion for Bailey's ever-lengthening disappearance from character to character. Occasional entries from Bailey's diary reveal her disturbing motivations, which Kacey gradually uncovers as she starts her own investigation. Thomas keeps the atmosphere taut and suspenseful by incorporating a menacing urban legend and plenty of red herrings to throw readers off the scent, while Kacey's compelling character and narrative keep the story firmly grounded in her complicated emotional reality. This gritty page-turner will easily hook a broad range of readers.
Horn BookEscaping a tumultuous home life with her mother, Kacey finds stability in Wisconsin with her father and new stepfamily. Kacey even quickly makes friends--but when one of them disappears, Kacey becomes embroiled in the investigation and gains new insights into the friends' motivations. Some narrative choices feel overly flummoxing, but fans of psychological thrillers will nevertheless respond to this dark, twisty mystery.
Kirkus ReviewsThe new girl in town teases apart a web of lies in the wake of her friend's disappearance.White teen Kacey Young ran away from a volatile relationship with her mother to a new home in Broken Falls, Wisconsin, with the father she never met, a kind stepmother, and two new siblings. But it's best friends Bailey and Jade, both also white, who become Kacey's close-knit circle. The girls text constantly, and Bailey shows up at Kacey's house even if she declines to hang out. One night, the girls attempt a séance in a haunted barn, and something spooks Kacey's little sister, Lauren, who tags along. That night sets off a domino effect: Lauren is traumatized, Bailey and Jade give Kacey the cold shoulder, and then Bailey disappears. Kacey begins to investigate, and the more clues she stumbles upon, the more the police suspect her involvement. Rumors swirl, and Kacey learns that Bailey left a foundation of lies in her wake—lies that put their entire friendship into question. Thomas seems to be aiming at a chilling exploration of how far a teenage girl will go for revenge, but she doesn't succeed. Red herrings make for a frustrating mystery that comes together in a rush, with too little buildup to make the shocking reveal believable. Too bent on keeping readers in the dark to allow for true mystery. (Thriller. 14-18)
Publishers Weekly (Fri Oct 06 00:00:00 CDT 2023)Thomas-s (
Gr 10 Up-n eerie and masterly psychological thriller. Shattered from living with her unstable mother for years, Kacey arrives in Broken Falls, WI, to live with her father. She rebuilds her life, surrounding herself with new family and tight-knit friends Bailey and Jade. One night, in the deep of winter, the girls and Kacey's half sister, Lauren, hold a séance to summon the spirit of the legendary ghost rumored to lurk in the forest. Their botched ritual precedes the sudden disappearance of Bailey, who fails to return home from a party the next night. As the investigation ramps up and clues are found, secrets about the girls seep into the town's rumor mill. Excerpts from Bailey's journal reveal a consuming jealousy and deceit she disguised as friendship, further shrouding her disappearance in mystery. Blame shifts from person to person to ghost and culminates in a shocking and disturbing ending. Thomas expertly captures the pointed nuances and the fickle, manipulative bonds of adolescent girls' friendships. A fast-paced plot develops characters just enough to pique readers' suspicions. The book is descriptive yet concise, deftly folding in layers of mystery, a ghost story, and realistic dialogue to propel the narrative forward. VERDICT A compelling and vivid thriller that even the most reluctant of readers will devour.Amy Reddy, Lewiston High School, ME
Voice of Youth Advocates (Thu Apr 28 00:00:00 CDT 2022)Throughout Kaceys life, she has been searching for a home, a place where she belongs, a place where she feels accepted. Finally, she moves away from her volatile mother and becomes part of her fathers family. She gains a stepmother and stepsiblings and finally experiences some semblance of a caring family. She goes to a new school, meets new people, and finds two best friends in Jade and Bailey. Everything appears too good to be true until Bailey disappears. Suddenly, Kacey finds herself in the middle of a murder investigation in which she is one of the lead suspects. Little Monsters delves into a teenage underworld of drugs and fraternity parties. Jealousy, betrayal, and manipulation fuel this murder mystery. Thomas explores the complex minds of teenagers, and finds a dark place not often shown in young adult novels. Each character rebels against the structures and expectations set by the small community. The dialogue and character interactions are gritty and realistic, and profanity is used throughout the book in an attempt to achieve the aforementioned realism. The conclusion to this mystery will leave readers in awe. This is a good choice for older teens who like psychological thrillers.Richard Vigdor.
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We're coming.
Get ready.
They're not threats, but my friends have a way of making even the simplest demands feel like ultimatums. Sneak out. I don't have a choice: if I say no, they'll make sure I'm fully aware of how much fun they had without me.
But then again, it's cold, and not the normal kind of cold. It's Broken Falls, Wisconsin, Dead of Winter cold.
No one warned me about the winters before I moved here. The books and movies are right that Christmas in Wisconsin is magical, with the barns glowing under white string lights, fresh-cut Christmas trees visible through scalloped windows.
But everything that comes after is just cruel. Wind-whipped sheets of snow so thick you can't move through them. Mornings where above freezing is the best thing you'll hear all day. Layers of ice on your windshield that take ages to chip off.
And February. February is just the biggest asshole. February makes you feel like you'll never see the sun again.
My plan was to go to bed early and avoid the inevitable texts from Bailey and Jade. Are you up? You better be up! My friends' restlessness is in direct proportion to how miserable and gray it is outside.
Tonight, though: tonight is so clear you can count the stars like they're diamonds.
I text back: guys I'm so tired
Bailey: Stoooooop.
Bailey: We're doing the thing tonight.
The skin on the back of my neck pricks. The thing. The thing was Bailey's idea; almost everything is Bailey's idea. I take a deep breath to slow my suddenly skittish heart. I could call them, tell them I'm not coming, but they'll just make fun of me for being scared.
There's shuffling outside my bedroom door. The lamp on my nightstand is on. My stepmom, probably, coming to scold me for being up so late.
"Kacey?" A tiny voice. Definitely not Ashley, whose voice carries over hill and sea. My stepmom's constantly talking, sucking up all the air so my half sister can barely get a word in.
I fire off another text to Bailey: I can't come. Sorry.
"You can come in," I say. Lauren pokes her head inside the room. She reminds me of a doll: Dark, blunt bangs. Porcelain skin. Round head, a little too big for her body. We have the same eyes--wide hazel ones that prompted a particularly nasty freshman at my old high school to call me that freaky Bambi bitch.
I fluff out the comforter to make room for Lauren to crawl underneath with me. "You okay?"
Lauren hugs her knees. She's wearing fleece sock-monkey pajamas. There's something about my sister that makes her seem younger than most kids her age; she still cries when she falls off her bike and bleeds. Tonight there's a raw pink strip over her upper lip from the cold.
"Keelie is texting me pictures from Emma's party," she whispers.
I want to fold my sister into a hug. Squeeze the sad out of her. Emma Michaels lives down the road--she's been Lauren's best friend since preschool. But Lauren isn't at Emma's thirteenth birthday sleepover right now, because Keelie March told Emma not to invite her.
Keelie is thirteen, like Lauren, but she fills out her leotards in a way that makes the dance dads want to wait in the car. I saw Keelie in the parking lot over the summer, when I went with my stepbrother, Andrew, to pick Lauren up from her Saturday-morning class. Noticed the way Keelie watched Andrew from the corner of her eye as she lifted her leg onto the ramp rail- ing in a perfect stretch. Sweat glistening between cleavage that even I didn't have. It was sweltering out; Keelie was twelve going on twenty, staring at a seventeen-year-old boy like he was a Popsicle.
"They're drinking wine coolers," Lauren says. "That's why I wasn't invited."
I think of the American Girl dolls still set up in Lauren's room, arranged around a tea set like they're waiting for a party that's never going to happen. I know she won't play with them because the girls at school have already packed theirs up and put them in the attic.
Those girls are thirteen and drinking. I should call Emma's house and tell her mother what's going on in that bedroom. Then I remember the things that went on in my house when I was thirteen.
"Do you want me to block Keelie's number from your phone?" I ask Lauren.
She shakes her head, sending a tear down her cheek. "I just really wish I was there."
I'm about to tell her fuck Keelie March and those other dumb girls, you have me, when headlights flash through my bedroom window. My room faces Sparrow Road, the outer edge of our cul-de-sac. It's what Bailey and Jade branded the perfect loading spot for a sneak-out. And it seems that despite my texts, they came anyway.
Bailey flashes her high beams; then there's darkness. Lauren frowns. "Who's that?"
"Just Bailey and Jade," I answer, fumbling for my phone. I'll tell them Lauren is awake. I definitely can't come out now.
"Are you guys going somewhere?" I hear the hopeful lilt in her voice."No--we were just--"
Snow crunching outside my window. Bailey's face, illuminated by the light from the phone under her chin. She makes a ghostlike bwahahaha noise and I jump, even though I'm looking right at her. Jade appears next to her. Adjusts the messy bun sitting atop her head and taps on my window with one finger.
I dart over and raise the glass. Bailey mashes her face against the screen, makes a pig nose. "Ready to go?" she whispers.
I cringe. Even when Bailey whispers, she's loud.
I think of nosy Mrs. Lao next door, probably perched in the armchair by her living room window with a Sudoku book. A small wooded clearing separates us from the Laos, but in the winter, when the trees are bare, the slightest noise from our house is enough to send Mrs. Lao's Yorkie, Jerome, into a bark- ing fit.
Jade notices Lauren sitting on my bed before Bailey does. She nudges Bailey and flicks her eyes to me, as if to say, What the hell is she doing here?
Excerpted from Little Monsters by Kara Thomas
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For fans of Pretty Little Liars, comes a psychological thriller, from the author of The Cheerleaders, about about how when you're the new girl in town, you can't trust anyone, especially other teenage girls.
Kacey is the new girl in Broken Falls. When she moved in with her father, she stepped into a brand-new life. A life with a stepbrother, a stepmother, and strangest of all, an adoring younger half sister.
Kacey's new life is eerily charming compared with the wild highs and lows of the old one she lived with her volatile mother. And everyone is so nice in Broken Falls--she's even been welcomed into a tight new circle of friends.
Which is why it's so odd when her closest friends, Bailey and Jade, start acting distant. And when they don't invite her to the biggest party of the year, it doesn't exactly feel like an accident.
But Kacey will never be able to ask, because Bailey never makes it home from that party. Suddenly, Broken Falls doesn't seem so welcoming after all--especially once everyone starts looking to the new girl for answers.