Author: Lisi Harrison
No. of Pages: 241
Genre: Young Adult, Paranormal
"Cleopatra de NileThoughts: Frankie and Melody are back and better than ever, as are Cleo, Clawdeen, and Lala and the rest of the RADs. The Ghoul Next Door picks up a day or two after the big dance at Merston High. The community of Merston is reeling with the possibility of monsters roaming their streets and the RADs are forced back underground until the furor diminishes. However, Bekka is more than willing to use the insanity for her own gains, namely to get back at those who stole her boyfriend. Melody and Frankie are not willing to let their previous efforts go without a fight. To add to the tension, Cleo struggles with the fading attention that usually showers her every moment. Silly? Yes. Fun? Absolutely.
- New pet snake
- Has Deuce--the hottest guy in school--all wrapped up
- Herve Leger bandage dress, strappy gold platforms
Cleo was the queen bee of the RADs, the normies, and everyone in between at Merston High. But now it's Frankie this and Melody that . . . these new girls sure know how to get her lashes in a tangle. When Cleo lands a golden Teen Vogue photo op for her friends, everything seems to be back on track . . . until they bail to be in some film . . . Frankie and Melody's film Can't a royal get some loyal?
Frankie lost her head over Brett once and vows never to do it again. Not that she has a choice: Bekka is clinging to her guy like plastic wrap. But when Brett comes up with a plan that could help the RADs live free, sparks fly, and Bekka will stop at nothing to put out the flames . . . even if it means destroying the entire monster community.
The clock is tick-tick-ticking. Melody has a serious deadline to save her boyfriend, Jackson, from being exposed by the vengeance-seeking Bekka. But Cleo is making it royally difficult for the normie while threatening her acceptance into the RADs' exclusive group . . . a group that Melody suspects she has more in common with than she ever thought.
Fitting in is out."
This series is an absolute blast. With its constant mention of fashion, it is reminiscent of Carrie Bradshaw for the teen/undead crowd with a hefty dose of Mean Girls thrown in for good measure. This is one series that I can enjoy with my daughter. There is nothing risque that would cause concern or would be above her reading level. In fact, as she has officially reached the age where personal hygiene may not be her biggest concern, she is at least learning that it is important. Best of all, she can look to Frankie and Melody as strong women willing to risk everything for their beliefs and are not afraid to be themselves. To me, this is the best lesson of all.
Acknowledgments: Mine. All mine.