When I was three years old, I was found homeless in the woods, alone and feral.
When asked how I survived all of those years by myself, I had one answer: the Shadow Man. I have no memory of that time. No memory of anything, really, before the accident. I rely on stories from my fathers about this supposed imaginary friend. Got into a fight at school? The Shadow Man made me. Stole from a store? He forced me to. Snuck out of the house? He came with me.
I had almost completely forgotten about him. Until I move into the horror house-the house rumored to be a gateway to hell. Strange things keep happening, and I am helpless to prevent them. More importantly, people keep dying. Particularly, people that harm me.
It's already a struggle to survive a new high school and town (including the attention of a dangerous gang), but now I have to survive ghosts too? One thing becomes painstakingly clear:
The Shadow Man wants me to come home.
Contains mature themes.
Zum Baden am Whitstable Beach braucht man wahre Leidenschaft fürs Meer und absolute Pünktlichkeit: Denn nur bei Flut ist das Wasser tief genug, um dort zu schwimmen. Deb und Maisie sind grundverschieden, doch diese Eigenschaften einen sie. Nachdem beider Leben aus dem Takt geraten sind, trotzen sie Regen, Wind und Dunkelheit, um beim Schwimmen Kraft zu schöpfen, Schnell finden sie weitere Anhängerinnen. Der Club der Schwimmerinnen ist geboren. Aber dann soll Whitstable Beach für die Öffentlichkeit gesperrt werden, und sie müssen sich etwas einfallen lassen, um ihren geliebten Strand zu retten.
