Dead Is Not An Option-9780547345932

Dead Is Not An Option

by Marlene Perez
$7.99
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  • Format: Paperback
  • ISBN-13/EAN: 9780547345932
  • ISBN-10: 0547345933
  • Pages: 256
  • Publication Date: 05/02/2011
  • Carton Quantity: 48

About the book

It’s springtime of senior year, and psychic sleuth Daisy Giordano is preparing to say goodbye to Nightshade High. But no college acceptance letters have arrived yet, and she’s beginning to worry about where she’ll end up come fall—and if it will be anywhere near her boyfriend, Ryan. But that’s not the only uncertainty Daisy’s dealing with. There’s a vamps-versus-shifters war going on in Nightshade, and things are so tense that there is talk of canceling the prom. The conflict is carrying over to the Giordano home, since Rose and Daisy are both dating werewolves and Poppy’s new boyfriend is a vampire. 

 

Can the paranormal community in Nightshade finally find peace? And will Daisy and her friends survive graduation? All of these questions and more are answered in this explosive installment in the Dead Is series.

About the author
Marlene Perez

Marlene Perez is the author of eight books in the Dead Is Series, including Dead Is The New Black, an ALA Quick Pick for Reluctant Young Adult Readers. She lives in Orange County, California. Visit her website at www.marleneperez.com.

Excerpts

Chapter One

I was haunting the mailbox. It was already late

March and I should have been receiving an acceptance letter

anytime, at least that’s what I hoped. I had applied to three colleges,

but UC Nightshade was my first choice.

 It might seem weird to want to stay in the same small town

where I’d always lived, but my father, through no fault of his

own, had been away from the family and hadn’t been back

home that long. I couldn’t bear to disappoint him by leaving.

 Besides, my two older sisters already went to UC Nightshade,

so I’d have the benefit of their advice. And more important,

my boyfriend, Ryan, was applying to UC Nightshade too.

 On my way home from school I spotted someone in a blue

uniform standing in front of our mailbox. The postal carrier!

But when I rushed up I was surprised to see it wasn’t our usual

carrier. Instead it was a strange woman with light brown hair

who was standing with one hand in our mailbox.

 “Where’s Mr. Johansson?” I asked. He’d been our mail

carrier for years.

 The woman turned, startled, and I noticed a purple

birthmark on her face.

 “Vacation,” she mumbled, and hurried off.

 I was disappointed to find the mailbox empty. The anticipation

was going to kill me. My whole family had noticed my

frequent trips to the mailbox, and Poppy sometimes messed

with me by hiding the mail.

 Mom’s car was in the driveway, which meant she was home

already. I walked through the front door and into the hallway.

 “Daisy, the mail’s on the kitchen counter,” Mom called from

upstairs. It was unusual to find her home before me on a weekday.

It must be a slow day for crime. Mom was a psychic investigator,

and she helped local law enforcement agencies with

their cases. It made life interesting, since Nightshade’s chief of

police was the father of my boyfriend.

 Ryan and I seemed to have inherited their taste for crime

solving, since with his help I’d solved several crimes in Nightshade.

You know what they say: The couple that solves crimes

together stays together. Well, they don’t really say that, but they

should.

 I thumbed quickly through the pile of mail. Bills, junkmail,

and a thick envelope for my father, but there wasn’t anything

for me.

 “Mr. Johansson says hello, “Mom continued.

 “The mailman? I thought he was on vacation,” I said.

 “What did you say?”Mom hollered.

 “Never mind,” I replied.

 Just then, my cell buzzed. It was Ryan. “Did you get anything

yet?” he asked.

 “Nothing. You?”

 There was silence on the other end of the phone for a

moment. “Nothing,” he eventually replied.

 I sighed.

 “Cheer up,” he said. “They’ll be here soon.”

 “I’m getting tired of waiting,” I said.

 “Me too,” Ryan admitted.

 The unspoken tension between us was caused by one question:

What would happen between us if we ended up at different

colleges?

 Not to mention that my boyfriend was a werewolf, which

might be difficult to hide at the dorms. Hiding my psychic abilities

would be comparatively easy. The existence of paranormals

was starting to be known and accepted in Nightshade,

but not everyone in the world had that attitude.

 The thought sent me into such a deep funk that I almost

missed Ryan’s invitation.

 “Do you want to do something tonight?” he asked.

 “I have to work,” I said.

 “How about Friday? We’ll make it a special date.” I was

flattered by his insistence.

 “Of course,” I replied. “What do you have in mind?”

 “I just want to see you,” he said.“You’ve been so busy lately.”

 I’d been busy, it was true, but I also had been avoiding him,

using work as an excuse. Everyone said that long-distance relationships

never worked. I didn’t want to get even closer to

Ryan only to break up when we left for separate colleges, or

later, when distance took its toll. If we both ended up at UC

Nightshade, our relationship stood a chance.

 I missed him, though, and couldn’t resist temptation.

 “I’ll make you dinner,” I offered. “Everyone will be out of

the house.”

 At least, I was pretty sure they would be. Rose would be

out with her boyfriend, Nicholas Bone, and Poppy had a date.

She’d been out with her new guy, Liam, almost every night.

 Even my parents would be out attending some faculty

function at UC Nightshade, where my dad now taught

part-time.

 “Why don’t we go out to dinner?” Ryan asked. “There’s

something I wanted to talk to you about.”

 Why can’t he talk to me at home? “Sure,” I said. “Slim’s?”

 “I was thinking maybe dinner at Wilder’s,” Ryan replied.

 Wilder’s? That was a special-occasion restaurant, not the

kind of place we normally went on date night. I once had a few

cooking lessons from their former chef, although the lessons

were more like unpaid labor than a learning experience.

 “Okay,” I said after a long pause, “but I thought you were

saving money for college.”

 “You’re worth the splurge,” Ryan said. “I’ll make a reservation

for seven.”

 We hung up after I realized I needed to be at work in half

an hour. Business had picked up at Slim’s Diner, so I’d been

working a lot, which was helping with my college fund. If I got

into a college, that is.

 I went to talk to my sister Poppy about using the car that

night. Both Rose and Poppy still lived at home while they attended UC

Nightshade.My parents were ecstatic at the idea of

me doing the same. Poppy was on the phone, as usual, but she

broke offher conversation to stare at me.

 “What?” she said. “I’m on the phone.”

 “Can I have the car tonight?” I asked.

 “Sure,” she said. “My date is picking me up here.” She’d

been awfully mysterious about Liam. We’d met him at an

event on Halloween, but she hadn’t brought him home and

didn’t talk about him at all to us, which was definitely not like

Poppy.

 I drove to work, still wondering what Ryan wanted to talk

to me about.

 Once there, I went in search of my boss. Slim’s had red

leather booths, the best cinnamon rolls in the county, and a prophetic

jukebox. Not your average diner at all. And the owner

and his sister were far from average, as well. The head waitress,

Flo, was on her cell phone, in the middle of a very giggly

conversation. Probably with her boyfriend. I decided not to

interrupt.

 There was no sign of Slim, but since he was invisible, there

never was. I went in search of him to see what he needed me to

do first. I waited tables or helped out in the kitchen, depending

on the day.

 The kitchen looked empty, but I knew enough to doublecheck.

 “Slim?” I said into the air.

 “Hi, Daisy,” a voice said.

 “Where do you need me tonight?” I asked.

Reviews

"Once again, Perez offers up a clever mix of reality—senioritis, high-school graduation events, part-time jobs, and young love—and paranormal elements. . . . Although familiarity with the other four books in the series will certainly give readers an advantage here, newcomers to Nightshade High will have few problems following the sometimes tense, often humorous plotlines."--Booklist

"For the reader who enjoys a well written mystery with good guys and bad guys who happen to be supernatural beings, this one is a winner. . . . This title will be a favorite for those already a fan of the Dead Is series or someone reading Marlene Perez's work for the first time. Once you start reading, you will be hooked on Daisy and the town of Nightshade."--VOYA (5Q, 4P)

"Psychic Daisy is a character that every reader will love. . . . Filled with twists and turns, any tween through teenager will enjoy reading this book. But, don't be surprised if you can't put it down until you're done with it!"--Romantic Times

 

Praise for other Dead Is books:

 

"[Perez] delivers a wise-cracking, boy-lusting, determined sleuth of a high school protagonist . . . this quick, lighter-than-air spoof of the undead, cheerleaders and popularity is pure pleasure."--Publishers Weekly

 

"A hit . . . grabbed me with the first page and didn't let go."--Julie Kenner, author of The Good Ghoul's Guide to Getting Even

 

"A fun ride from start to finish. Perez's smart and sassy style soars."--Mary E. Pearson, author of The Adoration of Jenna Fox

 

"[A] quick, lively romp. . . . Teens looking for a breezy read will find plenty to like here."--Booklist

 

"This super supernatural murder mystery is sassy, romantic, and spooky-fun!"--Cythia Leitich Smith, author of Tantalize

Dead Is the New Black is an ALA Quick Pick for Reluctant Young Adult Readers