Donna Tartt’s The Secret History meets Pretty Little Liars in this propulsive, edge-of-your-seat novel that explores just how far the elite at an English boarding school will go to maintain the social order.
There’s no point hunting if there’s no kill.
At St. Aidan the Great School, or S.T.A.G.S., new things–and new people–are to be avoided. Unfortunately, Greer MacDonald, token scholarship student, is very much a new person. She has just transferred to S.T.A.G.S., and finds herself ignored at best and mocked at worst by the school’s most admired circle of friends, the Medievals.
So imagine Greer’s surprise when this very group invites her to an exclusive weekend retreat at the private estate of the parents of their unofficial leader, Henry de Warlencourt. It’s billed as a weekend of “huntin’ shootin’ fishin’,” and rumor has it that the invitee who most impresses the group will be given the privilege of becoming a Medieval themselves.
As the weekend begins to take shape, however, it becomes apparent that beyond the luxurious trappings–the fancy clothes the maid lays out on Greer’s bed, the elaborate multi-course dinners held in the Great Hall–there are predators lurking, and they’re out for blood. . . .
I received this book in exchange for my honest review. Can we say “Pretty in Pink?”
Old money meets other side of the tracks. Stuck up snobby kids who think themselves better than others and are untouchable to rules and appropriate behaviors. To fit in, one must have money… lots of it. Enters poor girl on scholarship, easy target.
This book starts off with the reader finding out almost immediately, that there’s been a death–nice hook. The events and plot twists and turns and moves quickly along to where “poor girl” receives invite to social event by most popular rich boy. However, things are not what they seem to be. Oh boy, are they ever not what they seem to be.
Plot moves along at a great pace, characters are okay, Protagonist is intelligent and resourceful, a bit annoying at times. What keeps me interested is the edge of your seat, nail biting writing. Although a YA novel, this borderlines on Adult.
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