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Dead Is the New Black (Dead Is Series #1)

Dead Is the New Black (Dead Is Series #1)

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by Marlene Perez

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Welcome to Nightshade, California—a small town full of secrets. It’s home to the pyschic Giordano sisters, who have a way of getting mixed up in mysteries. During their investigations, they run across everything from pom-pom-shaking vampires to shape-shifting boyfriends to a clue-spewing jukebox. With their psychic powers and some sisterly support, they


Welcome to Nightshade, California—a small town full of secrets. It’s home to the pyschic Giordano sisters, who have a way of getting mixed up in mysteries. During their investigations, they run across everything from pom-pom-shaking vampires to shape-shifting boyfriends to a clue-spewing jukebox. With their psychic powers and some sisterly support, they can crack any case!

Teenage girls are being mysteriously attacked all over town, including at Nightshade High School, where Daisy Giordano is a junior. When Daisy discovers that a vampire may be the culprit, she can’t help but suspect head cheerleader Samantha Devereaux, who returned from summer break with a new “look.” Samantha appears a little . . . well, dead, and all the most popular kids at school are copying her style.

Is looking dead just another fashion trend for Samantha, or is there something more sinister going on? To find out, Daisy joins the cheerleading squad.

Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher
2011 Popular Paperbacks Titles Award
An ALA Quick Pick for Reluctant Young Adult Readers

"Fans who mourn the loss of TV's Veronica Mars are in for a treat as 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

"Witty and humorous . . . provides romance, mystery, friendship, adventure, and the supernatural all rolled up in a fast-paced, plot-twisting story."—School Library Journal

"Starts off with a sweet bang—lots of plot lines are set in place, and the characters are well drawn and a bit off the beaten track."—VOYA, (4Q4P) paperback series roundup

Publishers Weekly

Fans who mourn the loss of TV's Veronica Mars are in for a treat as Perez (Unexpected Development) delivers a wise-cracking, boy-lusting, determined sleuth of a high school protagonist named Daisy Giordano. Daisy comes from a crime-solving family of female psychics-Mom gets premonitions, sister Rose can listen in on people's thoughts and sister Poppy has the gift of telekinesis. To Daisy's chagrin, she's the only "normal" in the family-a nonpsychic. She doesn't let this unfortunate genetic deficiency stop her from investigating the mysterious deaths of high school girls around Nightshade, Daisy's wacky hometown, especially when sleuthing gets her face time with Ryan Mendez, Daisy's hottie crush and son of the town police chief. With a suspect cheerleading coach and an even more suspect cheerleading captain-beautiful Samantha "the Divine" Devereaux, who shows up for school pale and dragging a coffin everywhere-this quick, lighter-than-air spoof of the undead, cheerleaders and popularity is pure pleasure. Teens will be glad to know two sequels are already in the pipeline. Ages 12-up. (Sept.)

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Children's Literature - Cassidy Barnette
Daisy Giordano lives in Nightshade with her mother and two sisters, Rose and Poppy. Everyone in her family possesses psychic abilities except her, which makes her feel as though she does not belong. Daisy has very few friends at school, but one friend in particular, Ryan, belongs to the popular group. Their friendship results from their parents' working together—Ryan's father is the chief of police, and Daisy's mother helps him with cases using her psychic abilities. One evening, Daisy's mom asks Rose for help on a case involving a young girl. Daisy, who longs to be accepted by her family, decides to try to solve the case first. With Ryan's help, Daisy can see the body, and she begins her search for the killer. Samantha, the most popular girl in school, and who suddenly begins to wear all black and an ankh pendant, becomes her first suspect because many of the girls who perform on the cheerleading squad with Samantha are becoming sick. This leads Miss Foster, the cheerleading coach, to ask Daisy if she will join the squad. Once Daisy makes the squad, she and Samantha develop a friendship while she and Ryan develop a romantic relationship. Daisy remains skeptical of their intentions and maintains an emotional wall around herself. Daisy soon discovers that the secret town committee, populated by witches, vampires, and werewolves, believes a vampire in the town is sucking souls. After Ryan finds a picture of Miss Foster in an old news article, Daisy realizes that Miss Foster, too, is a vampire. By the end of the story, Daisy develops psychic and telekinetic powers, which she uses to save all the young girls in the town. Throughout the novel, the author creates not only three-dimensional but also dynamic characters. In addition, she does an excellent job of creating believable adolescent characters with believable adolescent problems. Also, the novel is an interesting mystery with many plot twists that hold the reader's attention. Reviewer: Cassidy Barnette
Jessica Kerner
Daisy Gordano, a Nightshade High School junior, is the only "normal" member of a family full of psychics. Her mother often contributes her unique abilities to help solve crimes with the town sheriff. One day, her mother enlists the help of Daisy's older sister to investigate a young girl's death. Meanwhile Samantha, head cheerleader and Queen Bee of Nightshade, returns from summer vacation with a less-than-fashionable makeover — one that includes pale, ghostly skin, lots of black clothing, and a peculiar charm around her neck. Soon girls start dropping like flies, and vampire rumors begin to surface. Nightshade is a breeding ground for supernatural happenings and strange behavior, so it comes as no surprise. Daisy begins snooping around with a little help from her friend Ryan. As she succeeds in solving the mystery, Daisy learns a few new things about herself and those around her. Aside from discovering a few budding talents, Daisy realizes the importance of getting to know people and giving second chances. Reviewer: Jessica Kerner
School Library Journal

Gr 7 Up

Nightshade, CA, is downright strange and full of the unexpected. When the girl-to-be, cheerleader Samantha Devereaux, begins the school year with a completely new look, Daisy Giordano gets suspicious. The fact that Samantha appears dead doesn't seem to bother anyone, and before long looking dead becomes the rage. Being dead takes on a whole new meaning when a girl is mysterious attacked and turns up in the morgue, and other cheerleaders are stricken with seizures. Daisy and her psychic sisters get to work investigating the goings-on and learn that the culprit is really a vampire, and Daisy is determined to get to the bottom of things. This is the witty and humorous first installment in a series; it provides romance, mystery, friendship, adventure, and the supernatural all rolled up in a fast-paced, plot-twisting story. Readers will identify with Daisy and her struggle to accept and appreciate who she really is and what she has to offer. The slapstick humor and tough attitudes mixed with the occult make this an entertaining choice for teen libraries.-Donna Rosenblum, Floral Park Memorial High School, NY

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Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
Publication date:
Dead Is Series , #1
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First Edition
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Product dimensions:
5.00(w) x 6.90(h) x 0.70(d)
HL640L (what's this?)
Age Range:
12 - 17 Years

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Being dead became fashionable approximately forty-five minutes after Samantha "the Divine" Devereaux came back from summer break.

Although stylish as ever, there was still something off about the Divine Devereaux. She strolled down the hall wearing a cleavage-baring top, a miniskirt, and stiletto heels. Her long blond hair had been freshly highlighted.

But unlike after previous summer vacations, Samantha didn’t have that sun-kissed Cabo glow. Her skin was, forgive the phrase, dead white.

A large silver pendant hung around her neck, but I couldn’t get a close look at it. I wasn’t the only one trying to sneak a peek, because heads turned more than usual as she strutted down the hall.

"Get out of my way, Daisy," she snapped at me as she passed by.

She was only slightly hampered by the coffin she was dragging behind her. At first I thought it was a giant wheelie backpack.

But my clue came when Penny Edwards, who could have brought home a gold in social climbing if it were an Olympic sport, rushed up to Samantha. "Where did you get that . . ."

"Coffin," Samantha supplied helpfully. "Mort’s Mortuary. Burnished mahogany. Scaled to size for those of us with petite frames." I could have sworn she eyed my thighs with a look of scorn.

"Lined with satin?" Penny asked.

She recoiled in horror. "Silk, of course."

"Of course," Penny tittered. Samantha went on her way, and Penny, faster than you could say dead girl walking, was on her cell phone to Mort’s Mortuary.

After first period, I saw Mr. Amador, our principal, talking to Samantha in the hallway, so I loitered long enough to eavesdrop.

He started with a lot of throat clearing and then said, "My dear, why on earth have you adopted such an . . . unusual look? You look like a vampire."

"The preferred term is ‘undead’ or, if you must, ‘living challenged,’" she said, nose in the air. "I’m not a vampire. The thought of drinking blood is disgusting. And think of all those calories!"

"But, but you’re a student council member, head cheerleader. You represent Nightshade High to the world . . ."

"Now I represent Nightshade looking like this," Samantha said.

While Mr. Amador sputtered and coughed, she swept away but called over her shoulder, "And why don’t we let Daddy’s lawyer decide whether or not I can continue to attend Nightshade High looking like this?" With that she snapped open her cell and punched in a number. Interesting that she had Daddy’s lawyer on speed dial.

After Samantha lawyered up, Mr. Amador had no choice. He had to let Samantha wear whatever she wanted, as long as it was within the school dress code. And since our school dress code didn’t say anything about dressing in black, dead white skin, or bloodred lips, he was stuck.

By the time the dismissal bell rang, I was sick of hearing everyone talking about Samantha’s new "look." I shut my locker, which closed with a clang.

"Hey, Giordano, what’s up?" Ryan Mendez asked. He was the closest friend I had these days. His dad was chief of police in Nightshade.

When I didn’t answer but just stood there frowning, he continued, "I saw your mom on the news last night."

My mom had been helping his dad solve crimes since Ryan and I were both in diapers. Mom’s a psychic, the real deal, not the kind who reads your palm for ten bucks. Although she could probably do that, too. Instead, she spends her time crime solving.

We live in a small town—peaceful enough, I guess, but it’s always been a little strange here. Nightshade started as a little frontier town a couple of hundred years ago, and it had a long history of strange occurrences, odd inhabitants, and most of all, secrets. The town was full of secrets.

I realized I hadn’t responded to Ryan. "Yep, Mom said as soon as she touched the scarf, she knew where the body was."

"Cool." Ryan turned to get a better view of Samantha giggling with Penny at her locker.

"What do you think about all that?" I murmured, with a nod toward Samantha.

"She still looks beautiful," he replied, not taking his eyes from her.

I restrained the involuntary gag that rose to my throat. He’s had a crush on her since second grade.

I made a face.

"Daisy, I know you don’t like her," Ryan continued. "And I know she embarrassed you back in middle school, but she didn’t mean to."

Embarrass was an understatement. Humiliate. Devastate. Annihilate. Those were more accurate word choices.

"I don’t want to talk about it," I said. "In fact, I’d be happy if her name was never mentioned again."

But Samantha Devereaux was all anybody wanted to talk about. The rest of the week was devoted to watching her every move and then rehashing it endlessly. The goths howled with rage and frustration: The popular kids, now sporting Samantha’s look, were on their turf. Finally, in protest, the goths, girls and guys, switched to lime green or hot pink skirts, matching sweater sets, and pearls.

The one thing that people didn’t seem to be able to duplicate was the pendant that never left Samantha’s neck. I was curious about it, but since I wasn’t in her close circle of friends, I still hadn’t gotten a good look at it.

By Friday, I’d had more than enough of the Samantha Devereaux madness. After school, I sat on our porch swing with a glass of lemonade, trying to clear my head of the week’s weirdness.

That’s when I saw Samantha climbing into her boyfriend Sean Walsh’s bedroom. She was using her coffin as a step stool to get in through the window. Sean had lived next door to us since third grade, so I knew his bedroom was on the first floor, with the window near the big rose bush. A few minutes later, I heard Sean’s deep voice, a series of giggles from Samantha, and then silence.

Samantha Devereaux was dead and she was getting more action than me. Life wasn’t fair.

My moment of solitude didn’t last long anyway.

"It’s your turn to cook dinner, twerp," my sister Poppy announced. She was only a year older than me, but she liked to push me around. Now that she was a senior, it was even worse.

She threw herself beside me on the swing, and it rocked violently.

"My lemonade!" I said, but it was too late. I watched as the glass started to tip over and then . . . didn’t.

I looked up. Poppy smiled complacently.

"Show-off," I said. I headed for the kitchen.

Life wasn’t fair. Poppy never used her telekinesis for anything major. I thought of all the things I would do if I had her powers. But I didn’t, so it looked liked I’d be making dinner again the old-fashioned way.

Not only am I the baby, I’m the only nonpsychic in the family. My dad disappeared under mysterious circumstances when I was eleven. He was a normal just like me.

Do you know how hard it is to be the only nonpsychic in a family of psychics? Trust me, it’s tough.

Like the time I had a date with Brian Miller (my first and last date, thanks to my sister Poppy.) I borrowed Poppy’s sweater without asking, thinking she’d never find out. Her psychic abilities hadn’t fully developed yet, so I figured I was safe.

But she knew all right.

When Poppy discovered her sweater was missing, she just concentrated and told it to come on home.

Unfortunately, I was with Brian at the time, sitting at the Dairy Queen. I was also wearing the sweater in question.

The date had been going well. He talked about himself—but not too much—and he had an adorable smile. The smiled faded fast when he saw my sweater hover in the air and then float out the door.

Luckily, I was wearing a cami under the sweater or it would have been even more embarrassing. As it was, Brian broke out in a sweat. He didn’t even finish his sundae, and I was home twenty minutes later.

Needless to say, I never borrowed Poppy’s clothes without asking again and Brian Miller never asked me on another date. And neither did anybody else.

It seemed like I was always the one who ended up cooking dinner. Mom’s cases often kept her late. My other sister, Rose, who was a freshman at the local college, UC Nightshade, was always studying, and Poppy was—well, I don’t know what Poppy was doing, besides annoying me. She certainly wasn’t cooking dinner.

I rummaged through the contents of our fridge, which were pretty pathetic. Some wilted lettuce, a couple of cartons of suspicious-smelling takeout, and a twelve-pack of diet soda. I found some decent veggies in the keeper and some cheese. Not much to work with in the nutrition category. We needed to go grocery shopping again.

"I’ll stop at the market after class tomorrow," Rose said, not even looking up from her books, which she hunched over at the kitchen table.

I hated it when she popped in and out of my mind without my consent. I knew she didn’t mean to do it, but I didn’t have to like it. There were certain things that were meant to stay private. Like certain thoughts about Ryan Mendez.

"Sorry," she added. "I know you hate it. I was thinking of something else and accidentally wandered in."

At least Rose tried to respect my privacy. "No, I’m just in a bad mood," I said. "Thanks for taking on the shopping."

I took the vegetables I’d found out of the fridge: tomatoes, mushrooms, and an iffy onion. I washed the tomatoes and set them aside, then I chopped the onion and mushrooms to sauté with a little garlic. I found a package of noodles and took out the bag of preshredded cheese. Lasagna it was.

"Hey, watch it!" Rose said. "You’re getting tomato all over my notebook."

"But I’m not chopping tomatoes," I said. When I looked over, though, there was one exploded tomato on the counter.

"Poppy, knock it off or I swear—oh, hi, Mom," I said. "You’re home early."

She stood in the doorway with her briefcase still in her hands. My mom was beautiful, even rumpled after a hard day at the office. Her long hair was midnight black and shiny, as though a cluster of stars shone in the strands.

My hair was the same basic color as hers, but on me it just looked dirty. Mom’s eyes have been compared to sapphires. My eyes are more like the color of Windex.

"Rough day," Mom said. "How was yours?"

"Same as yours," I said. "Rough."

Mom smiled in sympathy. "Do you need any help with dinner?" she asked.

"Thanks, but I’ve got it under control."

"Thanks for cooking tonight. I don’t think I could face making dinner after the day I had." She collapsed into a kitchen chair.

I looked at my mother curiously. She loved her work and rarely complained about it. She looked pale, and there were dark circles under her eyes.

I put the kettle on and made Mom a cup of tea. She sat at the counter and kept me company while I finished dinner.

After the lasagna was done and Poppy grudgingly set the table, we ate in the dining room.

"Daisy, this is delicious," Mom said.

"I used Grandma’s recipe, with a few minor alterations."

I may not have psychic talents, but I make a mean lasagna.

After dinner, Rose and Poppy headed for the kitchen for clean-up duty. Mom headed for the living room. A few minutes later, I heard her talking on the phone.

I wandered in to read on the couch. Mom had a thick file in front of her. After a short conversation, she hung up the phone with an angry click. "That man is going to give me gray hair," she said.

"What man? And why?"

"The county coroner, Bud Larson. Because he’s an idiot," she burst out. Then she sighed and said, "Forget I said that, Daisy. I’m frustrated and I’m taking it out on him."

I was quiet, hoping she would say more.

"He refuses to believe that my contributions are real, which means he doesn’t spend any time on any of the cases I consult on."

"But that’s not fair," I protested. No matter what, I knew my mom was right. She never made a mistake about her psychic readings.

"No, it’s not," she agreed, "but fortunately, Nightshade’s chief of police believes that my contributions are worth risking the wrath of the coroner’s office."

"Chief Mendez is right," I said loyally. "You’ve helped so many people."

"But people like Bud Larson are afraid of the unknown, and psychics are part of that unknown."

Poppy and Rose came in while we were talking. They carried a large dessert tray.

"We thought we could have dessert in here," Rose said.

Mom nodded. "Poppy, why don’t you get the TV trays. Daisy, this looks great." She held up a dish of ice cream and strawberries.

"Poppy must have made it." I’d forgotten about dessert, and ice cream was Poppy’s favorite.

There was silence in the room while we all dug in.

"Rose," my mom said, "do you have a minute to take a look at something?"

"Sure," Rose said, popping a strawberry into her mouth. "What is it?"

Mom took a deep breath. "I might as well tell you all. I need help with a case."

Stunned silence. Mom never, ever needed help with a case.

"You never ask for help," Poppy said, tactful as usual.

"There’s a file I want Rose to see. I can’t get a reading on the body." My sisters and I searched Mom’s troubled face. She continued, "The female victim was an unidentified young, healthy girl who seemed to just drop dead, and I can’t determine why."

"Are you losing your psychic abilities?" Poppy blurted it out. "Are you becoming a—norm?"

The horror in her voice irritated me. I don’t know what the big deal was. Being a "norm" wasn’t so bad.

"You’ve had tough cases before," I reminded her. "Like that guy in Sydney, remember? Turned out he was bitten by a spider and the bite was so small that you barely got anything."

"This is different," Mom replied. "I sensed violence—someone taking something she didn’t want to give, but there wasn’t any sign of an injury. It’s like someone just drained her of her life force. The coroner’s office is stumped."

"Tell us what you know about the victim," I suggested.

"Not much, I’m afraid," Mom said. "A female approximately fifteen to seventeen years old. The police think she was a runaway. No signs of physical trauma. But I can’t even get a glimpse of a childhood memory. It’s like every thought, every feeling she had was erased."

"Why can’t I help?" The question burst out of me.

"If she gets to, I’m helping, too," Poppy said.

"I don’t think so, Daisy." Mom shook her head. Firmly.

Poppy gave a triumphant crow, and Mom turned to her with a frown. "You either. I wouldn’t have asked Rose, but she’s the oldest and most experienced."

"But I want to help," I said.

"I know you do, honey," Mom said. "But I need Rose’s help now."

"You mean Rose’s psychic abilities," I said. I pushed away my dessert, suddenly no longer hungry. Resentment had a way of filling up your stomach. "May I be excused?"

Without waiting for an answer, I stomped off to my room. Not the most mature reaction, I admit, but I couldn’t help it. I was so sick of Rose and Poppy having a part of Mom’s life. A part I couldn’t share. I knew I’d be able to help her with this case, if she’d just let me.

I had lots of detective-like skills, such as the ability to tell if someone was lying. Having an ex-friend like Samantha Devereaux had taught me that lesson.

After pouting for a few minutes, I had an idea. As I tiptoed downstairs, I heard my name.

"It’s hard for Daisy," Mom said. "You girls need to try to include her more in your activities."

"There’s so much she doesn’t understand," Poppy said. "She’s a norm, Mom. It’s time you admit it."

"She’s a late bloomer," Mom said. "You’ll see. But normal or not, she’s still your sister, and I expect you to treat her as such."

I forgot that the bottom step creaked and put my weight on it. The sound gave me away.

"Daisy, is that you?" Mom called from the family room.

"Yes, it’s me," I said, pretending that I hadn’t heard anything. I stepped into the family room. Poppy was sprawled on the couch and Mom and Rose were on either side of her. A cozy circle. A circle that excluded me.

I made a face. "I just want the cordless to call Ryan."

"Wow, Daisy, I didn’t know you had it in you," Poppy said. "He is a hottie, but maybe a little out of your league."

"He’s my friend, remember, Poppy? Don’t be disgusting," I said. "Can I have the cordless?"

"Friend, huh? That may have been true when you were both playing in the sandbox, but if you haven’t noticed, Ryan is all grown up now."

She crowed even louder when she saw the blush spread across my face. "I knew it! You do have a thing for him."

Too embarrassed to reply, I just held out my hand for the phone. Poppy usually carried the phone around like it was her security blanket. She reached under a pillow and handed it to me.

I stomped up the stairs. Poppy was such a pain in the butt sometimes. Even if I was interested in Ryan, I didn’t have a chance. Not with Samantha Devereaux in existence.

I shut my bedroom door and locked it. Poppy’s talents didn’t include psychic eavesdropping, and Rose would never stoop so low, but there was still the garden variety of eavesdropping, like loitering outside the door to listen.

This was something I definitely didn’t want my sisters to hear.

I took a deep breath and dialed Ryan’s number. It was just Ryan, who I’d known all my life. Ryan, who’d shot up a foot the summer before high school. Ryan, with his green eyes and dark brown hair, hair that looked so soft I wanted to touch it.

"Mendez residence, Ryan speaking." Ryan’s dad insisted he answer the phone that way. You know, the polite way.

There was a lump in my throat, which blocked my power of speech. Damn that Poppy! She had to open her big mouth and make me think about Ryan in that way.

"Hello?" Ryan said. "Daisy?"

Caller ID. Sometimes I hated technology. Like now, when it would have been so easy just to hang up.

"Hey, Ryan," I said finally.

"What’s up?"

I’d called Ryan lots of times, but this was different because I needed a favor. A big one.

"Can you meet me tonight?" I asked.

"Uh, sure. Where?" Ryan’s voice sounded resigned, not exactly the reaction I wanted from the hottest guy in school. I reminded myself I had no interest in Ryan Mendez.

"At the diner at around ten thirty." Slim’s Diner was conveniently located across from the police station.

"Daisy, my curfew is midnight." Ryan’s dad was strict, being the police chief and all.

"I know, I know. It won’t take long."

"Okay," he said. "Do I want to ask what you’re getting me into this time?"

"It’s no biggie," I said, "but bring that extra set of keys. You know the ones." We both knew his dad kept a spare set of office keys at the house.

He groaned in exasperation, but he didn’t say no.

Copyright © 2008 by Marlene Perez

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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 .

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Dead Is the New Black 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 204 reviews.
fanpirebookworm More than 1 year ago
I loved this book so much my friend was not that into it but I loved it so much. Its something you can relate too. I cried at maybe 1 or 2 parts because Im one of those girls who read a book and cry about something happy and sad. This was such a great book!!! I got the second one yesterday and ooooooo I read the 1st 2 pages and WOW! Read it, its awesome!
4everYourBlueDream More than 1 year ago
This book is the first in the "Dead Is..." series by Marlene Perez. She begins her stories with perfect audience grabbing technics. This book has so much paranormal activity in it that you just can't forget it!!! And if you love mystery, then I suggest you buy and read the series. It is only a series of 3 books right now, but they are just too good to not read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This story was amazing! I absoultly loved it!, great beginning and endding i finished it in a day. Easy read about 123 pages long. Very intresting book with good imagination. You will love this book no matter what kind of person you are! This book is litterly worth every penny!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was great! The books in the series are kind of short though. I think it would be better if they combined some of the stories into a book, but seperated so you could tell if they were different stories. But overall, it was a great book!!!!!!!!! :)
Jayel Moreno More than 1 year ago
Sweet read. I loved it. Lots of action, romance. Bad thing....it's over 6 bucks for 123 pages. Wish it was longer or cheaper.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
When i first bought the book i thought im not going to likit that much. Turned out i LOVED IT! Read this series better each book
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This series is the best. Romance,psycics,paranormals,ad a missing dad. Wat more can you want. My frend showed me to them and i love for it. Daisy Girodano has 2 sisters, Rose and Poppy. Their mom is psycic- so are Rose and Poppy-and does detective kind of work. People die and things happen. A great series thats a must read. TAKE IT FROM A 12 YR OLD! YALL WILL LOVE IT MIGHTY STRONG!!!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I luv the series.its a must read for everyone
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I loved it! This whole series is amazing it keeps you on your toes! Marlene is a terrific author. It keeps you to where you just want to keep on predicting and its so good your predictions probably wont be right, atleast mine werent haha. The book can begin to get scary but then it is so good. Everyone was saying how good of a book it is so i picked it up and agreed with them. I actually read the paper book before i had my nook. Im on the last book right now. Well the nook dosent have the next two so I guess im not going to read them. But other than that Id have to give them 5 stars!
Nette_C More than 1 year ago
In Dead is the new black it was first talking about how every one fallowed the doings of Samantha Devereaux, and ever since she came back dead was the new fashion, and she just came even more popular, and everyone started waring what she wore. Everything usually revolved around her in the school, they admire her. Daisy and Samantha were best friends before high school began and before Samantha told rumors about Daisy. Ryan Mendez was the closest friend she had in Night Shade High. When Daisy finds out that her sister is dating a werewolf, a soul sucking vampire is on the lose, and finally dates her best friend, Ryan Mendez, her life turns crazy. As all of this stuff starts to get to Daisy, with her new cheer leading life, practice feels weird for her because at first it seemed that none of the other cheer leaders liked her, but they were just warming up to her because of Daisy being a temporary replacement for the other girl. Her and Ryan were taking it slow, mostly because Daisy still couldn't believe that Ryan liked her. As far as the new creatures she found out about goes, she is still trying to figure out why some of the cheer leaders are getting hurt or dying, but she knew it had something to do with her psychic family and the not ordinary life she'd been living. I enjoyed this book because of the suspense it brought me. Marlene put visuals in my head and I could always understand what she was talking about. I would recommend this book to any one who likes suspenseful fairy tales with vampires, where wolfs, and other scary creatures. Also to people that like to have drama mixed with love and romance.
SleepDreamWrite More than 1 year ago
3.5 stars for this. First off, that cover is eye catching. Who doesn't love black nail polish. The pink background was a nice touch. Second, this had some cheesy and somewhat eye rolling moments. But its part of the charm in a way. It took me a little longer than I thought to finish this. Just saw it on the shelf one day at the library when I was bored and looking for something new and in a way, random to read. This caught my eye. The summary sounded like my kind of read and noticed the length of the book and thought, this'll be interesting. And it was, even cute at times. That's how I'd describe this. Cute. I did like the sister bond the three had going later on. At first I was like uh oh, is it going to be one of those where they don't like each other? But alas it wasn't so that's good. And the mystery was okay but had its moments as well. Near the end, seemed to wrap up pretty quickly. Still, a quick but interesting cute read none the less.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
If u ove the Dead Is series a lot, go to tail fin res one and welcome to Nightshade!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I brought the hard cover book and loved it and then brouht the whole series! Daisy and Ryan have such a good story and goes through the ups and downs of a relationship but with paranormal activity going around in their town. Whats not to love!
dholland08 More than 1 year ago
Dead is the New Black was an interesting paranormal mystery. It is also a spoof on the popularity of vampires recently, and I commend it for being tongue-in-cheek about the whole subject. The story is narrated by Daisy Giordano, the only non-psychic in a family of psychics. Her mother is a psychic who uses her powers to help the local sheriff solve cases, and her powers have never failed her before. But now Daisy's mother is stumped by a case, and Daisy is determined to take matters into her own hands and solve it for her. With the help of her friend Ryan, her sisters Poppy and Rose, and her frenemy Samantha, the most popular girl at school who's been looking a little dead lately, Daisy discovers the plot of an evil vampire. Daisy's search becomes frantic as more and more girls in her town get sick and die. The book has suspense, but the plot is very predictable. We know from chapter one that Daisy and Ryan will end up dating. The vampire's identity is pretty obvious for most of the story and I felt that Daisy could have been more of a rounded character. Many of the characters were flat and bordered on stereotypes, and I felt Marlene Perez could have developed them more. However, this novel is a cute and fast-paced mystery that is worth the read. And it left me willing to read the next installment in the series.
KaitlynnSeeszInFlorida More than 1 year ago
IluvVamps More than 1 year ago
This book was amazing! Daisy Giordano lives in Nightshade, California, a town where things aren't always as they seem. When Samantha "the Divine" Douveraux arrives back to school looking, well, dead Daisy can't help to wonder if Sam, her ex-best friend, might be turning into a vampire. Ryan Daisy's best friend (who is turning into something more) helps Daisy solve this mysterious case. This is a book that should be read by everyone! Although it wasnt that long ( a finished it in one sitting ) it was very ejoyable! I instantly fell in love with Nightshade!
melanie5096 More than 1 year ago
i am a person who dose not like to read but i could not put the book down there is so much going on in the story u just can put the book down until you are done
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I wish she went into more detail in some parts but other than that i LOVED IT!!!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I read and fell im love with the characters and couldnt get enought
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I didnt buy it off here but i went to the library and read it and i couldnt get enough!!!!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This boook is AMAZING! Im not a book person this is amazing. I love this booi and thus author. Im reading the second installment of the seried 'Dead is a state of mind" and its amazing. I will guve my review on that book as soon as im finished .
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Iv'e read every book in the series and it is just AWESOME! It was probably the best of any series I have ever read :) :)