{"product_id":"house-of-hollow-isbn-9780593110362","title":"House of Hollow","description":"\u003cb\u003eA \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e Bestseller!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA dark, twisty modern fairytale where three sisters discover they are not exactly all that they seem and evil things really do go bump in the night.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIris Hollow and her two older sisters are unquestionably strange. Ever since they disappeared on a suburban street in Scotland as children only to return a month a later with no memory of what happened to them, odd, eerie occurrences seem to follow in their wake. And they're changing. First, their dark hair turned white. Then, their blue eyes slowly turned black. They have insatiable appetites yet never gain weight. People find them disturbingly intoxicating, unbearably beautiful, and inexplicably dangerous.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut now, ten years later, seventeen-year-old Iris Hollow is doing all she can to fit in and graduate high school on time--something her two famously glamourous globe-trotting older sisters, Grey and Vivi, never managed to do. But when Grey goes missing without a trace, leaving behind bizarre clues as to what might have happened, Iris and Vivi are left to trace her last few days. They aren't the only ones looking for her though. As they brush against the supernatural they realize that the story they've been told about their past is unraveling and the world that returned them seemingly unharmed ten years ago, might just be calling them home.\u003cb\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cu\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eHouse of Hollow\u003c\/i\u003e:\u003c\/u\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cb\u003eA 2023 Magnolia Book Award Nominee (MS)\u003cbr\u003e A 2023 Rhode Island Teen Book Award Nominee\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eA 2023 Isinglass Award Nominee (NH)\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA 2022-2023 Green Mountain Book Award Nominee (VT)\u003cbr\u003eA 2022-2023 Florida Teens Read Nominee\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA 2022 Bank Street Best Children’s Book of the Year\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eA 2022 International Thriller Writer Award Finalist\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA 2022 Texas Tayshas Reading List Pick\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eA 2021 New York Public Library Best Book Pick\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Stepping nimbly among the liminal spaces and eerie real-world haunts of our heroine’s cipher-sister, \u003cb\u003ethis haunting modern fairy tale will wrap you up like a glittering fog, before going for your throat\u003c\/b\u003e.” —Melissa Albert, \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eThe Hazel Wood\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e ★ “Sutherland keeps this \u003cb\u003ehaunting, contemporary fairy tale\u003c\/b\u003e poised on the edge of gorgeous and gruesome, with \u003cb\u003evisceral descriptions\u003c\/b\u003e of sensual yet menacing \u003cb\u003emagic hidden in the everyday\u003c\/b\u003e. . . Hand this to your Nova Ren Suma and Melissa Albert fans.” —\u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003cb\u003estarred review\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e ★ “This is \u003cb\u003eslow-burn horror\u003c\/b\u003e with \u003cb\u003eimagery steeped in the senses\u003c\/b\u003e . . . and Sutherland \u003cb\u003emaximizes tension\u003c\/b\u003e by playing into familiar tropes and then tearing away from them . . . The ending manages to be both horrific and heartbreaking . . . [with a] \u003cb\u003elingering chill\u003c\/b\u003e.” —\u003ci\u003eThe Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003cb\u003estarred review\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“\u003cb\u003eWonderfully creepy\u003c\/b\u003e and full of unnerving \u003cb\u003esupernatural flourishes\u003c\/b\u003e.” —\u003ci\u003ePopSugar\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“\u003cb\u003e[Readers] will be eviscerated\u003c\/b\u003e. . . \u003cb\u003eAlive with lush language and a dark fairy tale feel\u003c\/b\u003e, this is a \u003cb\u003ecompelling readalike for lovers of Holly Black’s\u003c\/b\u003e many wonderful fair folk standalones and series.” —\u003ci\u003eSchool Library Journal\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“\u003cb\u003eSmart\u003c\/b\u003e and assured narration easily carries a \u003cb\u003efast-paced \u003c\/b\u003estory entwining themes of grief and loss with elements of folklore and some very inventive body horror. The pervasive feeling of dread \u003cb\u003ebuilds to a shocking twist\u003c\/b\u003e. A\u003cb\u003e lush and darkly twisted \u003c\/b\u003emodern fairy tale.” —\u003ci\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Filled with \u003cb\u003eevocative detail\u003c\/b\u003e, Sutherland’s dark fantasy teems with \u003cb\u003eeerie atmosphere\u003c\/b\u003e . . . [in] Sutherland’s \u003cb\u003ecarefully crafted fantasy world\u003c\/b\u003e. Readers who are delighted by stories of the uncanny . . . \u003cb\u003ewill find themselves enchanted\u003c\/b\u003e.” —\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“In \u003ci\u003eHouse of Hollow\u003c\/i\u003e, Krystal Sutherland turns her \u003cb\u003erazor-sharp\u003c\/b\u003e imagination to new horizons and proves, once again, that words blossom at her command. \u003cb\u003eThis story will steal up your spine, slip beneath your skin, and stick to you like honey\u003c\/b\u003e.” —Samantha Shannon, \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of the Bone Season series and \u003ci\u003eThe Priory of the Orange Tree\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Filled with \u003cb\u003elush language\u003c\/b\u003e and \u003cb\u003ea fairy tale feel\u003c\/b\u003e, this horror story takes readers on a rollercoaster ride of emotions. . . Hand this to your \u003cb\u003ereaders who love Holly Black books\u003c\/b\u003e and \u003cb\u003edark twisted fairytales\u003c\/b\u003e. This high speed ride \u003cb\u003ewill catapult readers\u003c\/b\u003e to an end many may see coming, but which is nevertheless \u003cb\u003eshocking\u003c\/b\u003e when it finally arrives.” —\u003ci\u003eSchool Library Connection\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“This \u003cb\u003edark, deliciously twisted novel\u003c\/b\u003e has everything you could hope for as a reader—a brilliant concept, glamorous characters with secrets to hide, immersive world-building, and \u003cb\u003esome of the finest writing I’ve seen in YA fiction\u003c\/b\u003e. I’ll put it like this—I am obsessed with \u003ci\u003eHouse of Hollow\u003c\/i\u003e.” —Louise O’Neill, author of Printz Award Honoree \u003ci\u003eAsking for It\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “\u003cb\u003eDark and delicious\u003c\/b\u003e, \u003ci\u003eHouse of Hollow\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cb\u003ehums with malice and mystery\u003c\/b\u003e. I devoured it whole.” —Kiran Millwood Hargrave, author of \u003ci\u003eThe Mercies\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “An\u003cb\u003e intoxicating\u003c\/b\u003e, gorgeously grotesque fever dream full of the impossible stench of carrion flowers, the allure of haunted stairways in the woods and doors leading nowhere. \u003cb\u003eA beautifully crafted, addictively dark fairy tale with horns\u003c\/b\u003e!” —Dawn Kurtagich, author of \u003ci\u003eThe Dead House\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cu\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cu\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eA Semi-Definitive List of Worst Nightmares\u003c\/i\u003e:\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/u\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/u\u003e\u003cb\u003eA \u003ci\u003eHello Giggles\u003c\/i\u003e Best of September Pick\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eA \u003ci\u003eBustle\u003c\/i\u003e Best of September YA Pick\u003cbr\u003eA 2017 B\u0026amp;N Best Young Adult Book\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cu\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/u\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“[A] \u003cb\u003emagical take on mental illness\u003c\/b\u003e that feels very real.”—\u003ci\u003eBustle\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cu\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/u\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“\u003cb\u003eRainbow Rowell devotees, John Green junkies\u003c\/b\u003e, and fans of \u003ci\u003eThis Song Will Save Your Life\u003c\/i\u003e by Leila Sales \u003cb\u003ewill find a lot to love here\u003c\/b\u003e.”—\u003ci\u003eSchool Library Journal\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cu\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/u\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“The story is \u003cb\u003efantastic\u003c\/b\u003e. Making the most of \u003cb\u003emagic realism\u003c\/b\u003e and with a \u003cb\u003eperfectly paced\u003c\/b\u003e plot, easy-to-love characters, and a \u003cb\u003etouching\u003c\/b\u003e array of \u003cb\u003einteresting and relevant\u003c\/b\u003e topics, Sutherland’s book should be on everyone’s bookshelves…an \u003cb\u003ealluring\u003c\/b\u003e exploration of the human mental landscape.”—\u003ci\u003eThe Nerd Daily\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“\u003cb\u003eEntirely pure pleasure\u003c\/b\u003e, a \u003cb\u003esweet and heartfelt\u003c\/b\u003e story of love, fear, and mental illness. It’s \u003cb\u003efunny and touching in all the best ways\u003c\/b\u003e.”—\u003ci\u003eVox\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cu\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cu\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eOur Chemical Hearts\u003c\/i\u003e:\u003c\/u\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/u\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eIndies Introduce Summer 2016 Pick\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eAutumn 2016 Kids' Indie Next List – \"Inspired Recommendations for Kids from Indie Booksellers\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“\u003cb\u003eThe most romantic read of the season\u003c\/b\u003e is an arguably anti-YA story… It’s the \u003cb\u003ecomplex\u003c\/b\u003e chemistry between Henry and Grace that \u003cb\u003etouches the heart and doesn’t let go\u003c\/b\u003e.”—\u003ci\u003eUSA Today\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“This \u003cb\u003emuch-buzzed-about debut\u003c\/b\u003e captures the messy, awkward, all-consuming emotions of a teen’s first love.”—\u003ci\u003eEntertainment Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e, Fall Books Preview\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “This book delves far deeper than the typical high school romance, and its \u003cb\u003esavvy wordplay\u003c\/b\u003e and Henry’s \u003cb\u003eself-deprecating charm\u003c\/b\u003e will win over fans of Stephen Chbosky’s \u003ci\u003eThe Perks of Being a Wallflower\u003c\/i\u003e and John Green’s \u003ci\u003eThe Fault in Our Stars\u003c\/i\u003e.”—\u003ci\u003eSchool Library Journal\u003c\/i\u003eKrystal Sutherland's first novel, \u003ci\u003eOur Chemical Hearts\u003c\/i\u003e, was published in over twenty countries and made the American Booksellers Association's Indie Next List in 2016. The film adaptation, \u003ci\u003eChemical Hearts \u003c\/i\u003e(2020), was produced by Amazon Studios and stars Lili Reinhart (\u003ci\u003eRiverdale\u003c\/i\u003e) and Austin Abrams (\u003ci\u003eDash \u0026amp; Lily\u003c\/i\u003e). Sutherland served as an executive producer on the project. Her second novel, \u003ci\u003eA Semi-Definitive List of Worst Nightmares\u003c\/i\u003e, was published in 2017 and has been optioned for adaptation by Yellow Bird. Originally from Australia, she has lived on four continents and currently calls London home.\u003cb\u003ePROLOGUE\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I was ten years old the first time I realized I was strange. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Around midnight, a woman dressed in white slipped through my bedroom window and cut off a lock of my hair with sewing scissors. I was awake the whole time, tracking her in the dark, so frozen by fear that I couldn’t move, couldn’t scream. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I watched as she held the curl of my hair to her nose and inhaled. I watched as she put it on her tongue and closed her mouth and savored the taste for a few moments before swallowing. I watched as she bent over me and ran a fingertip along the hook-shaped scar at the base of my throat. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e It was only when she opened my door—bound for the bedrooms of my older sisters, with the scissors still held at her side— that I finally screamed. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e My mother tackled her in the hall. My sisters helped hold her down. The woman was rough and rabid, thrashing against the three of them with a strength we’d later learn was fueled by amphetamines. She bit my mother. She headbutted my middle sister, Vivi, so hard in the face that her nose was crushed and both of her eye sockets were bruised for weeks. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e It was Grey, my eldest sister, who finally subdued her. When she thought my mother wasn’t looking, she bent low over the wild woman’s face and pressed her lips against her mouth. It was a soft kiss right out of a fairy tale, made gruesome by the fact that the woman’s chin was slick with our mother’s blood. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e For a moment, the air smelled sweet and wrong, a mixture of honey and something else, something rotten. Grey pulled back and held the woman’s head in her hands, and then watched her, intently, waiting. My sister’s eyes were so black, they looked like polished river stones. She was fourteen then, and already the most beautiful creature I could imagine. I wanted to peel the skin from her body and wear it draped over mine. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e The woman shuddered beneath Grey’s touch and then just . . . stopped. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e By the time the police arrived, the woman’s eyes were wide and faraway, her limbs so liquid she could no longer stand and had to be carried out, limp as a drunk, by three officers.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I wonder if Grey already knew then what we were.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e ***\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e The woman, the police would later tell us, had read about us on the internet and stalked us for several weeks before the break-in. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e We were famous for a bizarre thing that had happened to us three years earlier, when I was seven, a thing I couldn’t remember and never thought about but that apparently intrigued many other people a great deal.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I was keyed into our strangeness after that. I watched for it in the years that followed, saw it bloom around us in unexpected ways. There was the man who tried to pull Vivi into his car when she was fifteen because he thought she was an angel; she broke his jaw and knocked out two of his teeth. There was the teacher, the one Grey hated, who was fired after he pressed her against a wall and kissed her neck in front of her whole class. There was the pretty, popular girl who had bullied me, who stood in front of the entire school at assembly and silently began to shave her own head, tears streaming down her face as her dark locks fell in spools at her feet. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e When I found Grey’s eyes through the sea of faces that day, she was staring at me. The bullying had been going on for months, but I’d only told my sisters about it the night before. Grey winked, then returned to the book she was reading, uninterested in the show. Vivi, always less subtle, had her feet up on the back of the chair in front of her and was grinning from ear to ear, her crooked nose wrinkled in delight. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Dark, dangerous things happened around the Hollow sisters.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e We each had black eyes and hair as white as milk. We each had enchanting four-letter names: Grey, Vivi, Iris. We walked to school together. We ate lunch together. We walked home together. We didn’t have friends, because we didn’t need them. We moved through the corridors like sharks, the other little fish parting around us, whispering behind our backs. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Everyone knew who we were. Everyone had heard our story. Everyone had their own theory about what had happened to us. My sisters used this to their advantage. They were very good at cultivating their own mystery like gardeners, coaxing the heady intrigue that ripened around them into the shape of their choosing. I simply followed in their wake, quiet and studious, always embarrassed by the attention. Strangeness only bred strangeness, and it felt dangerous to tempt fate, to invite in the darkness that seemed already naturally drawn to us. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e It didn’t occur to me that my sisters would leave school long before I did, until it actually happened. School hadn’t suited either of them. Grey was blisteringly smart but never found anything in the curriculum particularly to her liking. If a class called for her to read and analyze \u003ci\u003eJane Eyre\u003c\/i\u003e, she might instead decide Dante’s\u003ci\u003e Inferno\u003c\/i\u003e was more interesting and write her essay on that. If an art class called for her to sketch a realistic self-portrait, she might instead draw a sunken-eyed monster with blood on its hands. Some teachers loved this; most did not, and before she dropped out, Grey only ever managed mediocre grades. If this bothered her, she never showed it, drifting through classes with the sureness of a person who had been told her future by a clairvoyant and had liked what she’d heard. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Vivi preferred to cut school as frequently as possible, which relieved the administration, since she was a handful when she did show up. She back-talked teachers, cut slashes in her uniforms to make them more punk, spray-painted graffiti in the bathrooms, and refused to remove her many piercings. The few assignments she handed in during her last year all scored easy As—there just weren’t enough of them to keep her enrolled. Which suited Vivi just fine. Every rock star needed an origin story, and getting kicked out of your £30,000-per-year high school was as good a place to start as any. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e They were both like that even then, both already in possession of an alchemical self-confidence that belonged to much older humans. They didn’t care what other people thought of them. They didn’t care what other people thought was cool (which, of course, made them \u003ci\u003eunbearably\u003c\/i\u003e cool).\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e They left school—and home—within weeks of each other. Grey was seventeen; Vivi was fifteen. They set off into the world, both bound for the glamorous, exotic futures they’d always known they were destined for. Which is how I found myself alone, the only Hollow left, still struggling to thrive in the long shadows they left behind. The quiet, bright one who loved science and geography and had a natural flair for mathematics. The one who wanted desperately, above all else, to be unremarkable.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Slowly, month by month, year by year, the strangeness that swelled around my sisters began to recede, and for a good long while, my life was what I’d craved ever since I’d seen Grey sedate an intruder with a simple kiss: normal.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e It was, of course, not to last.","brand":"Nancy Paulsen Books","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46305292550373,"sku":"NP9780593110362","price":12.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780593110362.jpg?v=1767729279","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/house-of-hollow-isbn-9780593110362","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}