Welcome to Strangely (The OtherWorld #1)

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Rosaline Saul

What if death was only the beginning?

When Jenny O’Brien dies in a freak accident, she doesn’t cross over—she wakes up in Strangely, a bizarre yet beautiful limbo where the clouds shift like dreams.

Welcome to Strangely by Rosaline Saul is a gothic young adult fantasy filled with eerie whimsy, found sisterhood, and a chilling truth: sometimes the monsters look like us.



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Age restrictions: For ages 13+

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Book Details

Series : The OtherWorld, Book 1

Imprint ‏ : ‎ Fiction for the Soul Books

eBook ISBN : 9798201069032

Paperback ISBN : 979-8533402071

First Published Date : 13 June 2017

Language ‏ : ‎ English

Pages : 188

Words : 21,476

Format : ePub & PDF (you own the files)

Read on : Kindle, Apple, Android devices, Google Play Books, Nook, Kobo eReaders, Computers.

Delivery Time and Method : Downloads will be emailed immediately upon purchase.

Keywords : Portal fantasy young adult, Afterlife adventure fiction, Urban fantasy friendship, Paranormal coming-of-age, Supernatural powers Young Adult novel, Dimension-hopping teen fiction, Magical realism

Read an excerpt

In a suburb in New York, the residential street is empty, quiet of the noises people make. Houses stand dark and silent on either side of the road, all washed in the eerie, yellow glow of the streetlights.

In one of the houses on this affluent street, there are five doors leading to five separate rooms. The entrance hall to the house is large and bare of any furniture except for a small desk pushed against the far wall on which photographs and candles are laid out.

It looks like a shrine.

A shrine to the father of the son who hangs on a crucifix against the wall above the desk.

The young people who appear in the photographs smile happily. They all have an expression of optimism.

There are still traces of the holes in the corners of the photographs where they were stapled to individual job applications.

Five young people.

One in each of the rooms of this dark, chilling house. Lured here with promises of lucrative jobs, they now lay shackled to a metal bed, and when they die of starvation or worse, there are always another to take their place.

Once they die, they are moved to another room.

A room below this room.

A room filled with bones.

  

 

 Two days ago, in a town in the North of Ireland, Jenny was standing in a corner at her local pub. Her elbow rested on the bar counter to her side, and she held the purple slash pink slash green drink in her other hand. She had not yet taken a sip, feeling nervous tasting alcohol for the first time. She was here with her friend, Veronica and Veronica’s boyfriend, Karl.