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by Lisa Maxwell
 

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From “talented wordsmith” (Publishers Weekly) Lisa Maxwell comes a lush, atmospheric fantasy novel filled with twists and turns about a girl who is kidnapped and brought to an island inhabited by fairies, a roguish ship captain, and bloodthirsty beasts.

For as long as she can remember, Gwendolyn Allister has never had a place to call home. Her

Overview

From “talented wordsmith” (Publishers Weekly) Lisa Maxwell comes a lush, atmospheric fantasy novel filled with twists and turns about a girl who is kidnapped and brought to an island inhabited by fairies, a roguish ship captain, and bloodthirsty beasts.

For as long as she can remember, Gwendolyn Allister has never had a place to call home. Her mother believes they are being hunted by brutal monsters, and those delusions have brought them to London, far from the life Gwen had finally started to build for herself. Gwen’s only saving grace is that her best friend, Olivia, is with her for the summer.

But shortly after their arrival, the girls are kidnapped by shadowy creatures and dragged to a world of flesh-eating sea hags and dangerous Fey. And Gwen begins to realize that maybe her mother isn’t so crazy after all…

Gwen discovers that this new world she inhabits is called Neverland, but it’s nothing like the Neverland you’ve heard about in stories. Here, good and evil lose their meaning and memories slip like water through your fingers. As Gwen struggles to remember where she came from and tries to find a way home, she must choose between trusting the charming fairy-tale hero who says all the right things and the captivating pirate who promises to keep her safe.

Caught in the ultimate battle between good and evil, with time running out and her enemies closing in, Gwen is forced to finally face the truths she’s been hiding from all along. But can she save Neverland without losing herself?

Editorial Reviews

Sara Raasch
“Perfect for fans of A.G. Howard’s Splintered trilogy and ABC’s Once Upon A Time, this twisted Peter Pan retelling isn’t the Neverland of your dreams—it’s the Neverland of your nightmares."
Christina Farley
"Lisa Maxwell’s The Stars Turned Away spins the classic Peter Pan tale into a tempting, spine-chilling adventure. Maxwell transports readers into the haunting, and yet breathlessly romantic, world of Neverland that will spellbind readers into making them wish they could stay forever."
Ellen Oh
“This dark, violent, gripping and twisty retelling of Pan is so good, there's no going back to the original!!”
VOYA, April 2016 (Vol. 39, No. 1) - Jane Van Wiemokly
Because Gwendolyn’s mother believes that monsters are after them, she and Gwen keep moving from place to place. Their latest move takes them to contemporary London, with Gwen’s friend Olivia visiting for the summer. Almost immediately, the two teens are kidnapped by dark horrible creatures, and Gwen realizes that maybe her mother is not crazy after all. When Gwen awakens, she is on a ship captained by Hook and manned by many young boy pirates. Pan, as he prefers to be called, then appears to “rescue” her from Hook and takes her to Neverland, with its mysterious and ever-changing landscape. Here she finds Olivia, whose personality is much changed. Both the handsome young teens claim to want to help her, but who is telling the truth and who is lying? Who is good, and who is evil? Magic and fairies, sea hags and dark flying creatures, all combine to tell a beautifully written, dark retelling of Barrie’s Peter Pan. Things are not always what they seem. Essentially a romance, the book focuses on Gwen figuring out who really deserves her love and trust. While considering her best actions to return home, she discovers her own magical abilities. She soon realizes that she is strong enough to help herself and others. Each chapter is preceded by a short passage about two brothers fighting in WWI, and, eventually, the relationship between these excerpts and the main story is revealed. After reading this sometimes violent and unexpected story, one can never view Peter Pan in the same light. Reviewer: Jane Van Wiemokly; Ages 12 to 18.
Kirkus Reviews
2015-12-22
Hidden powers, parallel worlds—Gwen has a lot on her plate, but there are two teen hunks determined to help her. Maxwell uproots Gwen from contemporary London and drops her in a reworked Neverland with competing teen versions of Peter Pan and Capt. Hook (with an enchanted mechanical arm) and a mercurial, lethal version of Tinkerbell. Excerpts from a separate story precede each chapter; despite its "Once upon a time" opening, this narrative starts on terra firma. Its World War I storyline of two brothers edges ever closer toward the main tale until the stories merge. The first-person, present-tense voice lets Gwen share her confusion during frequent clashes between good and evil, her uncertainty over who is telling the truth and deserves her loyalty, and the "thundering hoofbeats" of her heart as she defies death and the various minions of good and evil. Unsurprisingly, Pan and Hook (also known as the Captain and, eventually, simply Rowan) offer competing love interests. Maxwell shows a talent for describing lush, imaginative settings and epic battles based on layers of deceit and betrayal; inconsistent pirate vernacular is happily ever less frequent as the story progresses. When the truth of Gwen's lineage emerges, readers will wonder that she spends so much time looking for a hero rather than being the heroine. The romance is emphasized in this retelling of Barrie's classic. (Paranormal romance. 14 & up)
School Library Journal
02/01/2016
Gr 7 Up—In this dark retelling of Peter Pan we meet Gwendolyn Allister, who is moving again, this time to London. Her best friend, Olivia, is coming with them for the summer to help with Gwen's slightly crazy mother, who is trying to keep them away from the monsters. Gwen has never lived anywhere long enough to have a home, and when they settle in their first night in London, they are captured by dark shadowy creatures and taken to Neverland. When Gwen awakens, she finds herself in the presence of Captain Hook on his ship of boy pirates, sea hags, and a Neverland island filled with magic and Fey creatures who are anything but fairylike. Gwen quickly finds a distaste for Hook and is "rescued" by Pan and taken to the magical island that Gwen feels she can connect with. After finding Olivia, Gwen comes to realize that things are not what they seem with Pan and his fortress filled with Lost Boys. Through a series of perilous adventures and battles where countless lives are sacrificed, the teen realizes that she is being used by both sides. She discovers her own magical heritage and Pan and Hook's sinister plot. Readers will be surprised and satisfied with the outcome. Even though the pacing is awkward at times and Gwen tends to get lost in interior monologue throughout, this gruesome retelling will be a hit with teens. VERDICT A general purchase where fractured fairy tales and fairy fantasy is popular.—Nancy Jo Lambert, Reedy High School, Frisco, TX

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781481432047
Publisher:
Simon Pulse
Publication date:
02/02/2016
Pages:
352
Sales rank:
45,567
Product dimensions:
5.80(w) x 8.40(h) x 1.10(d)
Lexile:
880L (what's this?)
Age Range:
14 Years

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Unhooked
Once upon a time, there was a boy not so very far from being a man. He crossed a sea to venture to London, for he wanted to find his brother, who was the bravest of soldiers. He carried with him only a light pack, for he had every intention of returning. . . .

Chapter 1


OUTSIDE THE RAIN-SPLATTERED WINDOW of the taxi, London looks like it’s dressed for a funeral. The streets are a blur of monotone gray, and the sidewalks are filled with commuters scurrying home under dark, faceless umbrellas. When the car turns away from the main road, we find ourselves in a neighborhood of empty streets that shine darkly in the rain, the quiet houses still waiting for their owners to return.

The driver makes one more turn before stopping at a corner and glancing over his shoulder at the three of us in the backseat. “One-Thirty-Three Gloucester Road,” he barks as he stops the meter.

My mom doesn’t make any move to get out of the cab. She’s sitting in the seat across from me, chewing absently on her thumb. Her eyes are wide as she stares out the window, but I’m not sure she’s actually seeing anything.

“I think we’re here,” I tell her gently, and she blinks over at me, like she’s startled to find me there.

My best friend, Olivia, looks up from her phone and peers out the window of the cab to see where we’ve stopped. Her brows bunch together as she stares out through the rain. “Are you sure this is it, Gwen?” she asks, not even bothering to disguise her disappointment.

I’m not really surprised the house doesn’t meet Olivia’s expectations. She grew up in the sort of place that can only be called an estate. Before my mom decided to move us to London, we actually lived in her family’s gatehouse, while my mom worked on commissioned art for Olivia’s parents—pretty much anything would be a disappointment by comparison. But when I lean over to see the building Olivia’s looking at, my stomach sinks.

One-Thirty-Three Gloucester Road stands apart from the other brick and stone buildings that crowd the street. Narrow alleys flank either side of its redbrick walls, almost like the other houses don’t want to get too close. Its peaked roofline soars at least one story above its flat-roofed neighbors, and its chimneys claw toward the gray sky. A wrought-iron balcony on the third story looks like it’s barely holding on to the ivy-covered brick, and one of the windows on the second floor has been boarded up.

“Are you sure this is the address you were given?” I ask my mom, who by now has also noticed where we’ve stopped.

“I . . . think so.” Her face betrays only the slightest bit of uncertainty, but her hands shake as she searches through her lumpy oversize bag. It seems like her hands always shake unless she’s holding a paintbrush, especially lately.

Finally she retrieves a worn envelope and pulls out the contents. A deep crease forms between her brows as she looks over the papers.

“Let me see,” I say, taking the rumpled sheets when it’s clear she’s having trouble finding the information she wants. Which is just another sign of how overwhelmed and anxious she’s been recently—she’s looked at those papers so many times in the last few days that they’re creased almost to tearing.

Ignoring the way she’s picking nervously at the hem of her coat, I scan through the narrow script to find the address that’s been arranged for us by her newest commission. Then I lean forward and check it with the driver. He gives me a gruff confirmation before opening his door to start helping us with the bags.

In the seat next to me, Olivia has gone very still. I think she’s suddenly realized her hastily conceived decision to invite herself along to help us move might not turn out quite the way she’d expected.

“I guess this is it,” I say, breaking the silence that has overtaken the cab. I hand the envelope back to my mom.

Her eyes meet mine as she takes the papers, and her mouth presses into what might be the start of a smile. Her expression is so expectant, and I know she’s waiting for me to say something. Because, usually, this is where I’d paste on a smile of my own and make the best of things. This time, I just stare back at her.

Her expression falters, and she looks away before I do. Without another word, she steps out of the stuffy warmth of the car, pulling the hood of her jacket up against the rain.

But I don’t follow her. Not right away.

I’m used to ending up in all sorts of odd places—a trailer park in Sedona, a shacklike cottage near a beach in Costa Rica infested by tiny lizards (which, thankfully, ate the not-so-tiny bugs), a gorgeous jewel box of a studio apartment in Prague. My life has been a series of poorly timed moves for as long as I can remember. But something about this place has me pausing.

“You know my parents would let you live with us back in Westport,” Olivia whispers when I don’t get out of the car. “We have plenty of room, and they’re never around enough for you to even bother them. You don’t have to move. Or live here. I mean, it’s less than a year until you’re eighteen, and I know we could convince your mom—”

I shake my head before she can say anything more. It’s not that her offer isn’t tempting. It is—too tempting. For the last week I’ve been hoping Olivia would offer this exact thing, but now that she’s holding out a different future like a lifeline, I can’t seem to grab hold. I see the way my mom’s slight shoulders are swallowed up by her coat, the way her hands clench nervously as she supervises the driver unloading our bags, and I know I need to stay.

“You really want to spend our senior year here?” Olivia asks, surprise clear in her expression.

“No.” I shake my head. Of course I don’t. But I’d been stupid to think our life in Westport could last. For the first time since I could remember, I’d felt almost at home somewhere. With Olivia’s friendship as a shield, I never had to prove myself like I had in so many other places. I’d almost felt like I finally belonged.

But even if I could convince my mom to let me go back with Olivia—which is more than doubtful—I can’t just leave her.

“She doesn’t have anyone else,” I explain to Olivia for the thousandth time. And neither do I.

“You can’t give up your life for her, Gwen.” Olivia’s voice is gentle, like it always is when she makes this argument.

And I get it, but . . . “I know. I won’t,” I say, trying to convince myself as much as her. “But I need to make sure she’s settled here. I have to know she’s okay before I leave.”

Olivia stares at me with those bottle-green eyes that see more than most give her credit for. “Your mom might never be okay,” she says gently. “What about college?”

I have no idea. “I have a year to figure that out,” I tell her, which is what I’ve also been trying to tell myself. “A year to get her ready.”

Olivia frowns, like she wants to say something more, but she doesn’t. She knows me well enough to know when not to push.

There’s nothing else I can say, so I give Olivia a shrug and get out of the taxi. The air is thick, and the rain feels cool against my cheeks. Even though the driver has already started to take our bags to the front porch, my mom hasn’t moved to follow him. She’s staring up at the dark facade of the house, like she doesn’t even notice the heavy drops falling from the gray sky.

“Why don’t you go wait on the porch, and I’ll help with the bags?” I say, nudging her gently in the direction of the house. Her eyes are tight with worry when they meet mine, and for a moment I think she’ll argue. But she doesn’t. Instead, she fishes some crumpled pound notes out of her purse and offers them to me before she shuffles toward the house.

As the driver returns from depositing the last load of our luggage, Olivia still doesn’t look like she’s going to get out of the car. With her dad’s credit card in her wallet, she could be at the airport and on a first-class flight back to her own life before I even unpack. Our whole friendship could be nothing more than a story about this girl I once knew, and I wouldn’t blame her at all. It’s what people do, isn’t it? They move on. They forget.

But a second later, Olivia surprises me by climbing out of the car’s dry interior. She hitches up her hood and gives me an impish grin before running for the rusted gate. Even with the rain soaking me, I can’t help but laugh.

By the time I’ve paid the driver and I’m ready to follow them up the wide steps to the arching front porch, my jacket is completely soaked and my short hair is plastered to my head. But with Olivia waiting, somehow I don’t feel quite as cold.

“Ready?” my mom asks once the taxi disappears around the corner. Her hands tremble at her sides, like she’s having second thoughts about knocking. Or maybe she’s just waiting for my approval. Usually, we’d be in this together, but this time I haven’t been able to fake it. This time I don’t want to.

“It’ll be fine,” my mom says as she knocks on the heavy door. Her voice sounds like she’s swallowed something bitter and hard that hasn’t quite worked its way down her throat. And I can’t tell who the words are meant for. “We’re safe,” she whispers to herself.

As we wait for someone to answer, I pretend I didn’t hear her.

My mom knocks again, this time harder, but it seems like no one is home. Olivia shoots me a doubtful look as we stand huddled in the entry, and I adjust my worn duffel bag on my shoulder and try to look confident. But the truth is, I’m not sure what my mom will do if no one answers. She’s not exactly good with the unexpected.

Then, just as I’m about to suggest that we call another taxi, a shuffling comes from within, followed by the mechanical swish-click of locks receding. After the third lock releases, the door lurches open to reveal a small, wizened man with glasses so thick, they make his cloudy eyes appear three times larger than anyone’s should be. I’m barely five feet, and the man isn’t any taller than I am. I can’t help but think that if goblins were real, he could almost pass for one.

“Yes?” His voice grates across my skin as he looks us over. I can only imagine what he’s seeing. We make quite a trio with my mother’s wild red hair and even wilder, paint-marred clothes; Olivia’s classic beauty; and me, in my exhausted and rumpled glory. His eyes rest on me last, and his nose gives an odd twitch. His stare is a little too intense to be comfortable, and from the scowl on his face, I can tell he finds something about me lacking.

I glance away and resist the urge to smooth down my soaked jacket.

“Arrangements have been made for us to lease your flat,” my mom says, thrusting the creased papers toward him.

The man stares at her for a long, awkward moment before he finally takes them from her outstretched hand. He reads one sheet and then the other, and when he’s finished, he glances up at us. With another questioning look at my mom, he jerks his head toward the interior and disappears into the house.

My mom follows him without too much hesitation, but Olivia grabs my arm. “Are you sure about this?”

Of course I’m not sure. I give her a halfhearted shrug. “I guess we should go in,” I say instead, avoiding her eyes as I follow my mom into the house.

Meet the Author

Lisa Maxwell is the author of Sweet Unrest and The Gathering Deep. She grew up in Akron, Ohio, and has a PhD in English. She’s worked as a teacher, scholar, bookseller, editor, and writer. When she’s not writing books, she’s a professor at a local college. She now lives near Washington, DC, with her husband and two sons. Visit Lisa online at Lisa-Maxwell.com

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Unhooked 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 5 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I was debating on giving this story 2 stars or not because 3 seemed too positive but 2 is a bit too negative. So let's pretend the rating is a solid 2.5. I ended this story not really feeling much for it. I love being attached to characters and seeing them grow, but the only character I even raguely cared about was the captain. The main character annoyed me most of the time and even when it was her time to shine, it was more like a dull bulb. I'm not going to sit here and tell you not to read it because for someone else this story might work for them. However it was just very lack luster for me, and it's a book I'll probably never reread. So all in all this story left me feeling 'eh'.
mollyreads More than 1 year ago
’ll sum it up simply: Exciting. Dark. A bit “swoon-worthy”. Magical. It was a little slow at the start, but once it picked up it really got interesting. I also thoroughly enjoyed Maxwell’s writing. She did a fantastic job at world building, especially since she had to build a world that was constantly changing. Her writing is also just lovely — that’s the best word I can think of to describe it. It’s smooth and effortless. It makes for a beautiful and imaginative read. And, honestly, I have nothing negative to say about the characters. This is a wonderful story that I recommend to everyone — especially if you love retellings. I’m pretty sure this is a standalone, so if you’re looking for a quick, fun fantasy, definitely read this one.
PrincessicaOfBooks More than 1 year ago
This is such a unique story. I’ve never read a Peter Pan retelling so this was a very interesting take on the story. To be honest, it’s much darker but the good kind. The fairies aren’t friends, the Queen is not royal, Peter is not Pan. There are twists and turns everywhere; I got chills at several parts. And it doesn’t help that I read a good chunk of this at night. I actually couldn’t even tell who the villain was for a good 50% of the book! “I’ve got an entire lifetime to rest.” Considering this is a standalone fantasy, I found that the world-building was sufficient. I think it could’ve been better but because it’s only one island in the midsts of endless sea, there isn’t much to build upon. That’s the thing with retellings– the world is there, the author just has to twist it. I think my favorite mythical creature I liked learning about is The Sisters who are, essentially, mermaids but much darker. “We all have our scars, lass.” In addition to the world-building, I really liked Maxwell’s writing style. It reminded me of Rick Riordan’s actually. Not in the sense that it’s funny, but the descriptions are vivid and chilling. They are fantastical. “You’re more than enough, Gwendolyn.” I also really liked the romance. Like, boy, can I get a pirate?! I also found it very unique how there were flashbacks embedded into the story, told in the POV of Rowan. BTW, THAT NAME IS *100 percent emoji*. Yet, I didn’t like everything. It started off really well. If you follow me on Twitter or get my updates on Goodreads, you’ll see that I really enjoyed it for a while. Then, the last 25% or so were incredibly hazy. The descriptions were lacking and I couldn’t quite get a full picture of what was going on. With that being said, I felt that it was pretty slow at times. Even though the physical copy is only 320 pages, it took me four days to read this. The ending was a bit, well, lame. Both sad and happy, the ending was quick and also a bit confusing. This ties in with the hazy descriptions. I also didn’t like the fact that the whole time Gwen is risking her life for Olivia, yet there isn’t enough character development for Olivia. Not enough where, if I were in Gwen’s shoes, I’d risk my life for her. To be frank, if I was Gwen, I’d leave her. In other words… Unhooked was enchanting and very unique. The romance is slow-burning and I really enjoyed it. Though it started off well, the descriptions were a bit hazy and I couldn’t get into it towards the end. How much do I recommend it? Buy a paperback copy.
Scarls17 More than 1 year ago
UNHOOKED is a deliciously dark retelling of the Peter Pan story. I found the story to be very fresh and written so well. Highly recommend!
Alyssa75 More than 1 year ago
***Review posted on The Eater of Books! blog*** Unhooked by Lisa Maxwell Publisher: Simon Pulse Publication Date: February 2, 2016 Rating: 4 stars Source: eARC from Edelweiss Summary (from Goodreads): For as long as she can remember, Gwendolyn Allister has never had a place to call home—all because her mother believes that monsters are hunting them. Now these delusions have brought them to London, far from the life Gwen had finally started to build for herself. The only saving grace is her best friend, Olivia, who’s coming with them for the summer. But when Gwen and Olivia are kidnapped by shadowy creatures and taken to a world of flesh-eating sea hags and dangerous Fey, Gwen realizes her mom might have been sane all along. The world Gwen finds herself in is called Neverland, yet it’s nothing like the stories. Here, good and evil lose their meaning and memories slip like water through her fingers. As Gwen struggles to remember where she came from and find a way home, she must choose between trusting the charming fairy-tale hero who says all the right things and the roguish young pirate who promises to keep her safe. With time running out and her enemies closing in, Gwen is forced to face the truths she’s been hiding from all along. But will she be able to save Neverland without losing herself? What I Liked: I've never read any kind of Peter Pan retelling - and if I'm honest, I've not read Peter Pan, nor seen the movie. Whoops? I've never had a ton of interest in the story! But trust me, I know enough about it to understand the "retelling" aspects of this book. A job well done by Maxwell! This is my first book I've read by her and I REALLY enjoyed it! Gwen is used to moving from place to place, at the whim of her mother's crazy hallucinations. This time, it's to London, but Gwen's friend Olivia is coming to stay with them for a bit. But their first night at the flat doesn't go as planned - Gwen is kidnapped and transported by monsters to a place she has never seen before or heard about - which turns out to be Neverland. Aboard a ship captained by a roguish pirate, Gwen is desperate to figure out what is going on - as well as to find Olivia and get back to London. But Neverland is full of dangerous secrets, lies, and perils - this isn't like the story Gwen knows at all. The beginning of this was a tad bit slow - but as soon as Gwen is taken into Neverland, I was hooked (hehehe, see what I did there?). I could not read this book fast enough! Like I said, I've not read Peter Pan or watched the movie or read any retelling, but I could tell immediately that this retelling was different. So many things are upside down! Peter Pan isn't a good guy; Tinker Bell isn't a cute fairy; the Lost Boys are, well, lost, but also a bit bloodthirsty. Gwen is such a mentally and emotionally strong heroine! She doesn't panic and freak out when she comes to understand that she's in Neverland, far far away from London. She goes toe to toe with the Captain, never backing down, always trying to find out more. She's persistent and never stops trying to remember her home, to find a way to get out, to get to Olivia. Captain Hook is my favorite character of this book. The Captain is young, a few years older than Gwen, but he is hardened and wicked and very much a roguish pirate. Read the rest of my review on my blog, The Eater of Books! - eaterofbooks DOT blogspot DOT com :)