<h3>Product Description</h3><p>Death is never pretty, and deputy coroner Mattie Winston's latest case is no exception. But this victim certainly was strikingly beautiful...before someone stuck that knife into her chest. Mattie knows everyone in the charmingly small town of Sorenson, Wisconsin, so the deceased is definitely a stranger from out of town. If a woman this attractive had moved into town, the news would have surely hit the gossip mill in record time. So what was the victim doing here, laid out in this desolate field? Things only get murkier with the arrival at the scene of the usually stoic and dependable detective Steven Hurley; one look at the body and he turns as white as the newly fallen snow...and excuses himself from the case. It turns out the victim was a top investigative reporter from Chicago, and Hurley not only knew her...they dated a year and a half ago, until she broke it off. While Mattie grapples with her jealousy of a gorgeous dead woman, Hurley swears her to secrecy and tells her...that knife in his ex's chest is his! It's a case with more twists than Maddie's own crazy love life, and it'll take all of her forensic skills to unravel the increasingly bizarre clues and find the killer...before she herself becomes just another cold case! </p><

To the inhabitants of the Jovian moons, Galileo is a revered figure whose actions will influence the subsequent history of the human race. From the summit of their distant future, a charismatic renegade named Ganymede travels to the past to bring Galileo forward in an attempt to alter history and ensure the ascendancy of science over religion. And if that means Galileo must be burned at the stake, so be it. Yet between his brief and jarring visitations to this future, Galileo must struggle against the ignorance and superstition of his own time. And it is here that Robinson is at his most brilliant, showing Galileo in all his contradictions and complexity. Robinson's Galileo is a tour de force of imaginative and historical empathy: the shining center around which the novel revolves. From Galileo's heresy trial to the politics of far-future Jupiter, from the canals of Venice to frozen, mysterious Europa, Robinson illuminates the parallels between a distant past and an even more remote future—in the process celebrating the human spirit and calling into question the convenient truths of our own moment in time.<

<h3>From the Publisher</h3><p>What they say about Robert Rankin: </p><p>'Oscar Wilde meets Kurt Vonnegut in the genetics lab of classic fantasy genius.' - <em>SFX Magazine</em></p><p>'Stark Raving Genius.' - Observer </p><h3>About the Author</h3><p>At the age of eight, ROBERT RANKIN was given a conjuring so for Christmas. From that day on he determined that he would eventually pursue career as a stage magician. His father encouraged this ambition, rewarding his son's amateur Performances with a pat on the head and a shilling piece. By the age of twenty-one Robert Rankin had 100 and a flat head. And received his first kicking for retelling old jokes. He is the author of the <em>Brentford Trilogy</em>, the <em>Armageddon Quartet</em> and, his most recent, <em>The Dance of the Voodoo Handbag</em>. </p><

<p>Why has a secret from 1914 caused a century of heartache?Troubled by recent loss, Grania Ryan has returned to Ireland and the arms of her loving family. And it is here, on a cliff edge, that she first meets a young girl, Aurora, who will profoundly change her life. Mysteriously drawn to Aurora, Grania discovers that the histories of their families are strangely and deeply entwined . . .From a bittersweet romance in wartime London to a troubled relationship in contemporary New York, from devotion to a foundling child to forgotten memories of a lost brother, the Ryans and the Lisles, past and present, have been entangled for a century. Ultimately, it will be Aurora whose intuition and remarkable spirit help break the spell and unlock the chains of the past.Haunting, uplifting and deeply moving, Aurora's story tells of the triumph of hope over loss.<

<h3>Review</h3><p>"Utterly engrossing. Dinner went uncooked, children were left to fend for themselves, and dog howled all night, because I COULD NOT PUT IT DOWN." – Lauren Myracle, <em>New York Times </em>bestselling author of <em>ttyl </em>and <em>Shine</em></p><p>“Waverly's initiative and intellect ensure that even as a prisoner she is far from a damsel in distress.... Desire to find out which of the proactive characters' bold moves end in disaster will leave readers clamoring for the next installment of this space saga.” – <em>Kirkus</em></p><p>“GLOW has an ingenious, twisty, heart-stopping plot, and characters that are in turns both sympathetic and sinister all the way to the last page – I don’t know who I can trust, and I love it!” – Lisa McMann, NYT bestselling author of the WAKE trilogy</p><p>"With a compelling plot and complicated characters you love to hate and hate to love, <em>Glow</em> will capture readers." – April Henry, <em>New York Times </em>bestselling author of <em>Girl, Stolen</em> and <em>Learning to Fly</em></p><p>"GLOW has it all – intrigue, action, suspense and romance set against a jaw-dropping futuristic backdrop.  Amy Kathleen Ryan has woven a thought-provoking and compelling novel that readers will be hard-pressed to put down. I couldn't!  This is a thrilling read.” – Courtney Summers, author of <em>Fall for Anything </em>and <em>Cracked up to Be</em></p><p><em /> </p><h3>Product Description</h3><p><strong>If a violent battle destroyed the only world you’ve ever known, would you be brave enough to save who was left? Would love be strong enough to survive the fight? Either way, there’s no turning back.</strong></p><p>The Empyrean is the only home 15-year-old Waverly has ever known. Part of the first generation to be successfully conceived in deep space, she and her boyfriend Kieran will be pioneers of New Earth. Waverly knows she must marry young in order to have children who can carry on the mission, and Kieran, the handsome captain-to-be, has everything Waverly could want in a husband. Everyone is sure he’s the best choice. Still, there’s a part of Waverly that wants more from life than marriage, and she is secretly intrigued by the shy, darkly brilliant Seth.<br /></p><p>Suddenly, Waverly’s dreams are interrupted by the inconceivable – a violent betrayal by the Empyrean's sister ship, the New Horizon. The New Horizon’s leaders are desperate to populate the new planet first, and will do anything to get what they need: young girls. In one pivotal moment, Waverly and Kieran are separated, and find themselves at the helm of dangerous missions, where every move has potentially devastating consequences, and decisions of the heart may lead to disaster.</p><p>Pulse-pounding and addictive, GLOW begins the most riveting series since The Hunger Games.</p><

<div><h3>Product Description</h3><p>A Doc Savage Adventure </p></div><

SUMMARY: "They all crossed into forbidden territory. They all tampered with the laws that lay down who should be loved and how. And how much. "The year is 1969. In the state of Kerala, on the southernmost tip of India, a skyblue Plymouth with chrome tailfins is stranded on the highway amid a Marxist workers' demonstration. Inside the car sit two-egg twins Rahel and Esthappen, and so begins their tale. . . .Armed only with the invincible innocence of children, they fashion a childhood for themselves in the shade of the wreck that is their family--their lonely, lovely mother, Ammu (who loves by night the man her children love by day), their blind grandmother, Mammachi (who plays Handel on her violin), their beloved uncle Chacko (Rhodes scholar, pickle baron, radical Marxist, bottom-pincher), their enemy, Baby Kochamma (ex-nun and incumbent grandaunt), and the ghost of an imperial entomologist's moth (with unusually dense dorsal tufts).When their English cousin, Sophie Mol, and her mother, Margaret Kochamma, arrive on a Christmas visit, Esthappen and Rahel learn that Things Can Change in a Day. That lives can twist into new, ugly shapes, even cease forever, beside their river "graygreen." With fish in it. With the sky and trees in it. And at night, the broken yellow moon in it. The brilliantly plotted story uncoils with an agonizing sense of foreboding and inevitability. Yet nothing prepares you for what lies at the heart of it.The God of Small Things takes on the Big Themes--Love. Madness. Hope. Infinite Joy. Here is a writer who dares to break the rules. To dislocate received rhythms and create the language she requires, a language that is at once classical and unprecedented. Arundhati Roy has given us a book that is anchored to anguish, but fueled by wit and magic.<

<div><h3>From Publishers Weekly</h3><p>Uneven pacing and an overcrowded cast try the reader's patience in Robson's third Quantum Gravity novel (after 2007's <em>Selling Out</em>). Though the part Goth, part rock-and-roll tone is consistent throughout, the template shifts halfway through. Series protagonist Lila Black mopes through the book's first half with occasional interruptions from would-be assassins, pausing at intervals to puzzle over her built-in robotic weaponry's new self-upgrading abilities or to bicker with her two husbands—elf-lord Zal and demon Teazle—and with Tath, the dead necromancer whose consciousness she's hosting. Little of note happens until Lila and her entourage journey deep into faery realms, where a seemingly simple mission quickly turns into a surprisingly traditional fairy-tale quest with potentially world-altering consequences. The novel belatedly sparkles in this final section, suddenly sprouting a cleverly nuanced plot. Newcomers should look up prior volumes first, but series fans will be reasonably satisfied. <em>(Sept.)</em> <br>Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved. </p><h3>From Booklist</h3><p>In the third Quantum Gravity novel, Lila is in Demonia, dealing with husbands Zal and Teazle, the challenges her presence among the demons brings, and the results of a healing received in Alfheim, the elves’ world, which has caused her cyborg parts to do some very interesting things. Her Otopian bosses call to send her to the fey lands to stop the infestation of Moths rampaging across the human world. She accidentally ends up in the depths of faerie, with her only allies the motley crew she has acquired so far. The series remains an immensely entertaining mixture of rock and roll, introspection, and action. --Regina Schroeder </p></div><

SUMMARY: TILL DEATH DO US JOIN...Ever since they ran with the same London teenage gang Guy Curran has loved Leonora Chisholm passionately. He was a slum kid, and her parents lived in tasteful Kensington; she went to university while he made his jet-set fortune dealing drugs and sentimental, mass-produced art--but he's always been good enough for her, and once they were lovers. Of course she'll marry him in the end--he's been calling her every day for years and buying her lunch every Saturday. Then Leonora tells him she's engaged to some pasty-faced intellectual. But Guy knows she's being brainwashed by her family and friends--from her snobbish brother and her mother with pointy silver fingernails to her so-superior feminist roommate. Leonora and he belong together...If he can't have her, he'll die--or someone else will.<

<p class="description">Ian Rankin is now the United Kingdom's bestselling crime writer. His 15 police procedurals featuring the dour Scottish Detective Inspector John Rebus are beginning, at last, to attract a devoted--and deserved--following in this country. St. Martin's has just published this, Rankin's 1992 collection of short stories, and I can't think of a better way to be introduced to John Rebus and his creator. Dubbed "Tartan Noir" by James Ellroy, Rankin's tales are set in Edinburgh. Not in the beautiful streets that tourists see (those cobbled sidewalks leading up to Edinburgh Castle), but in its dark, damp recesses where crime flourishes. That's where Rebus works. The crime and criminals there make Rebus's job a tough one, and they also offend his sense of decency and order. These 12 stories tell of mystery, suffering, and mayhem, which Rebus alone of all the detectives on the force, with his remarkable deductive skills, can solve. In "Being Frank," a homeless man, from his unique perspective on the park bench, is able to give Rebus the information he needs to break up a scam by local ne'er-do-wells. Crimes gone unsolved for 20 years, religious sightings, lovers crossed, and tales of revenge all come under the jaundiced eye of the very talented Rebus. Even 10 years ago, when he was writing these stories, Rankin was a writer of great gifts. Time has borne out this promise. So it is easy to predict that, once you have sampled these short cases, you will become one of the many readers eagerly awaiting another Rebus novel from this sensitive and enormously talented young writer. --Otto Penzler</p><

<div><p>Genesis is a confident and brash time-traveler, sure of her abilities, and ready to use them on behalf on anyone in need of fixing a past mistake. But when she tries to help a young Holocaust survivor prevent World War II, she is forced to recognize that her powers are not without a price.</p> <p>Defeated and filled with regret, James Grant suddenly enters her life. Depressed over a lost love, James is taken back in time on a journey to save his parent's marriage while learning that living in the past will destroy his future.</p> <p>Still filled with remorse, Genesis tries to leave James - the man she now loves - and live a life of solitude when she learns of her true origin and loses all of her powers...and just when humanity will need them the most!</p> <p>Halfway around the world, an organization bent on destroying civilization and starting anew is gathering its final members for a mission into Earth's future to gather weapons of mass destruction. When James is dragged into their scheme, he is forced to choose between saving Genesis, his new bride, and the rest of the world. What follows is an adventure filled with backstabbing parents, ruthless secret societies, and a battle across time and space between Genesis reborn and the organization's most twisted agent.</p></div><

<h3>Review</h3><p>I am anxiously waiting for the next installment to come out.  I just have to find out what happens in the end.<br />--Gothic Mom's Book Reviews<br /></p><p>I am really hoping that they won't wait a year to publish the next book of the trilogy.  You should definitely give this one a try. --Teen Kindle Books<br /></p><p>I absolutely loved the book. A 5 star review. --Amy Jones, book blogger and author of Soul Quest<br /></p><p>All I can say is WOW!  I was completely taken by surprise on this book!  It was a very easy to read and I had a hard time putting it down. --Julie, The Readiacs<br /></p><p>I would recommend it for teens most definitely. -- Erin, I Heart Books<br /></p><p>I really really enjoyed this book.  Right in the beginning you get hooked.  There is so much going on and so many mysteries to unwind! --Amber I, Awesomesauce Book Club </p><h3>Product Description</h3><p>NOW PROFESSIONALLY EDITED!!! 8/9/2011<br /></p><p><strong><em>Over 30,000 new readers in since April! Thank you all so much for the support and kind emails! We try to answer every one. The sequel, "Brown Eyes," is available June 25, 2011. If you haven't already, please feel free to email us at GreyEyesNovel@gmail.com! We'd love to hear from you!</em></strong><br /></p><p>15 year old Anastasia Adams has spent her entire life on run. She and her mother have never spent more than 18 months in any one location, often times leaving with just the clothes on their backs. Despite the havoc that this is wreaking on Ana's social and academic life, her mother offers no explanation as to why it is they're constantly moving, or even what it is they're running from. But that all changes one night in the woods of Pelion, SC--the night the terror catches up with them.<br /></p><p>Fearing her mother dead, and having barely escaped with her own life, Ana is whisked away to world of privilege and tradition. It's a fairytale come to life. The poor girl used to living out of a suitcase is now a resident of one of the most exclusive addresses in the world. The people there adore her and she catches the eye of a young guardian who sees her as a refreshing change to the girls he's grown up with. <br /></p><p>If only they could find her mother. If only she knew the consequences of being born a "conjurer." If only she knew who that green eyed stranger was, the stranger who'll tell her about a past too romantic, and too tragic to be real. In the end, she'll have to choose between the boy who has captured her heart and the stranger she can feel down in her soul, assuring at least one of them an almost certain death.<br /></p><p>*Grey Eyes- 92,627 words<br /><strong><em>Angel Eyes, the final novel in the trilogy, will be available August 15, 2011.</em></strong> </p><

These short-stories vary from ghost, to horror, to military in nature, and are just perfect for the man with the short attention-spa...hey, a cookie! When a mysterious illness attacks a community and the military families suffer, find out if Yancy will follow another blind order, or stand up for what's right, in Pocketful of Bullets. In 1820, in a rural Tennessee community, a ghost of a suspected witch mocked and tortured one family. What did she demand when confronted? Only the death of the family's patriarch. Stone Witch is based on the real story of the ghost of Kate Batts. Ever wish your insurance paid for you to completely smash into the car of the idiot in front of you? Road Rage casts a comic look onto what it's like to think you're not the one with the problem. Currently now my best-seller! Find out why this book has been so controversial.<

Malta 1941. To most people HMS Saracen is just an ugly, obsolete ship with an equally ugly recent history: her last commander is due for court-martial after shelling the troops he was sent to protect. But to Captain Richard Chesnaye she brings back memories - memories of the First World War when he and the old monitor went through the Gallipoli campaign together. It seems that captain and ship are both past their best. But as the war enters a new phase Chesnaye senses the possibility of a fresh, significant role - for him and the Saracen.<

<p class="description">When the stock market crashes on the Thursday before Easter, you - an ambitious, though ineffectual and not entirely ethical young broker - are convinced you're facing the Weekend From Hell. You don't know the half of it! This is, after all, a Tom Robbins novel. Obviously, before the market reopens on Monday, you're going to have to scramble and scheme to cover your butt, but there's no way you can anticipate the baffling disappearance of a 300-pound psychic, the fall from grace of a born-again monkey, or the intrusion in your life of a tattooed stranger intent on blowing your mind and most of your fuses. Over these fateful three days, you are jerked from one trial and one revelation to another; forced to confront things ranging from mysterious African rituals to legendary amphibians, from tarot-card bombshells to street violence, from your own sexuality to outer space. The weekend isn't from Hell, it's from Sirius the Dog Star. And by the time it's over, the glide path of your destiny has been knocked widely askew. You may or may not be a better person, you may or may not have found love, the world may or may not be a different place, yet cosmic connections have been established that cannot be broken. And as an indication of lust how strange it has all become, you - prosaic, materialistic, irritable you - are left with a complete understanding of the surprisingly serious phrase "half asleep in frog pajamas." According to the Los Angeles Times, "Trying to describe a Tom Robbins novel by summarizing its plot is like pointing to a snowflake and asking someone to grasp the concept of downhill skiing." Robbins's eagerly awaited sixth novel is no exception, but the foregoing provides acursory peek at the narrative drift of a daring, entertaining, and illuminating reading experience. In Half Asleep in Frog Pajamas, the author explores new terrain. As always, however, his prose is funny, wise, provocative, erotic, lyrical - and a little on the wild side. Longtime Rob</p><

<h3>About the Author</h3><p>LINDA ROBERTSON is the mother of four wonderful boys, owns three electric guitars, and is followed around by a big dog named after Bela Lugosi. Once upon a time she was a lead guitarist in a heavy metal cover band and has worked as a graphic artist. She still composes and creates art, when time permits. Linda is currently writes and rocks in northeast Ohio. </p><h3>Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.</h3><p><strong> Chapter One </strong></p><p>"What do you mean, you nominated me?" I held my breath. </p><p>"Oh, dear. Shouldn't I have?" </p><p>Lydia Whitmore, a dear old witch who lived about ten minutes from me, was on the other end of the phone line. I could imagine her startled expression. With her kindly smile and snowy hair, always secure in a precise bun, her looks epitomized those of the cookie-baking granny. She also cornered the local market on being the goody-goody, saccharine-sweet variety of witch -- what society's more mundane humans wanted all us witches to be. </p><p>She had called to inform me that the Witch Elders Council had announced their plans to find a replacement for Vivian Diamond, the Cleveland Coven's high priestess who had mysteriously gone missing. </p><p>Not that it was a mystery to <em>me</em>: I'd handed Vivian over to the vampire she'd betrayed. Chances were she'd be missing a very long time. </p><p>To determine the new high priestess the Council was, according to Lydia, planning a formal competition called the Eximium. Lydia had, incredibly, nominated me as a competitor. </p><p>"Lydia, I don't want to be the high priestess." </p><p>"Pshaw and gobbledygook!" Lydia said. "You're perfect for it, Persephone! Knowledgeable, experienced, personable. And such a charming smile, dear. You'd make a fantastic high priestess." </p><p>"I'm flattered," I said, rubbing my brow, "but I can't do it. I wouldn't have time right now." </p><p>"Oh, that's right! You have the child, don't you?" </p><p>"Yes," I said. My new role as foster mother wasn't the only reason I had no intention of getting involved with the Council, but maybe it would be enough of an excuse to dissuade Lydia. </p><p>It had only been three weeks since Lorrie Kordell, a wærewolf who used to kennel in my basement during full moons, was murdered. Her daughter, Beverley, ended up with me. We'd had the funeral a week and a half ago, and Beverley started school that following Monday. The legal gears and wheels to officially establish me as Beverley's guardian had been set in motion and we were just starting to get a sense of what "normal" was going to be for us. Beverley needed stability and the security of a routine to ground her despite all that was new in her life. "I don't want to start anything that will take more of my time from Beverley right now." </p><p>"How's she doing, poor thing?" </p><p>"She's still grieving, and she will for a while, but she's tough stuff. We'll make it." I truly cared for Beverley. When her mom got a job in the city and quit kenneling here, I'd missed more than just the popcorn and Disney nights I'd shared with the kid. "So, Lydia," I asked, intentionally changing the subject, "how'd you end up nominating entrants for this...<em>eggzemmyoom</em> thing anyway?" </p><p>"Because I'm the oldest!" Lydia laughed. "WEC wants savvy, smart, and pretty <em>young</em> women as covenheads nowadays, what with the internet and media always poking around the high-profile urban covens." She pronounced the acronym for the Witch Elders Council as <em>weck</em>, like a kid who can't make <em>R</em> sounds saying <em>wreck</em>. "They know I deserve the authority, but can't keep up with the social scene. This is their way of coddling me for what I can't do." </p><p>Over the last few years I had become friends with Lydia, who happened to be the previous owner of my old saltbox-style farmhouse. She'd sold off pieces of her land and bought a double-wide, then stuck the For Sale by Owner sign in the front yard. We met shortly after I called the number written on the sign. One-level living suited her knees better, she'd said. The only downside, according to her, was "trading the charm and earthy smell of a root cellar for a sterile, wire-shelved pantry." A kitchen witch, she canned the vegetables she grew in her garden and made the best black raspberry jelly I'd ever tasted, period. When she shared her scrumptious goodies, they always came with a little checkerboard gingham ribbon tied around the neck of the Mason jar. I was certain that fabric came from her worn-out dresses. She could've walked onto the set of <em>Little House on the Prairie</em> and assumed a place as an extra without being questioned. All she lacked was a sunbonnet. </p><p>"I tried to tell them from the start that Vivian was a no-good hustler," she continued. "I tried to stop her from being in Cleveland's last Eximium, but my objections went unheard. After she reconfigured the membership into nothing more than a who's-who list of wealthy local socialites, though, they understood." </p><p>"I know," I said. Lydia didn't know the half of it. Vivian had done wrong by the coven, but that was only a minor part of her no-goodness. Vivian not only set me up and used me in attempt to gain an Elders Council seat, but she had murdered Lorrie and been responsible for the near-death of Theo, another friend of mine. That's why I'd turned her over to the vampire. </p><p>Truthfully, it wasn't like I could have kept him from taking her, so "I turned her over to the vampire" may be overstating my role in the situation. </p><p>My part of it aside, the vampire had taken her and she hadn't been seen since. Now, Hallowe'en was coming and there was no high priestess to conduct the all-important annual Witches Ball. It was the single biggest fund-raiser of the year for the coven and its largest publicity opportunity. Having a stand-in or temporary priestess just wouldn't suffice -- or so Lydia claimed the Elders had said. </p><p>"I wonder what happened to her," Lydia mused. </p><p>"I think she disappeared after she dropped Beverley here. Maybe the role of godparent was too much for her." That was the angle the media had taken. Any story that left me out of the loop was a good one and I was sticking to it. </p><p>"Will you adopt her, Persephone?" </p><p>"Sure, if she wants, but I think we'll just keep me as the legal guardian. She needs to settle in and just be a kid." </p><p>"See, dear, you're such a responsible soul! <em>You</em> should be the one to lead the coven, not a stranger to the area. You know Clevelanders are slow to warm up to outsiders, and I don't want another fast-talking swindler misusing the privilege." </p><p>Vivian had carried a vampire's mark -- I call it a "stain" -- and that should have prevented her from attaining any authority in the first place. Under the influence of a vampire <em>and</em> in authority over witches? <em>Totally</em> bad idea. Vivian had pulled it off only because of a magical stake she created to keep her vampire master at bay. Now, due to her involving unsuspecting but responsible little ol' me in her plot, the stake was destroyed, she was with the vampire, and I, too, carried a nefarious stain. </p><p>Ethically, I didn't deserve being high priestess any more than Vivian had, but that wasn't something I wanted to advertise. "Lydia, honestly, I don't want the authority." Not the whole truth, but not a lie either. </p><p>"That's exactly why your name's in. They asked me to nominate someone local from the coven to take over and I gave them your name -- " </p><p>"But I'm a solitary! I may be local, but I'm not really part of the coven! I never even attended the esbats, let alone the sabbats or -- " </p><p>"You're still the best person for the job, Persephone Alcmedi, and if you want out, you'll have to come to the Covenstead and formally decline it. Good day." </p><p>The phone went dead in my hand. </p><p>So...if she didn't get her way, dear old granny-witch was going to be difficult. </p><p>It's always the sweet ones you have to watch out for. </p><p>Copyright © 2010 by Linda Robertson </p><

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Rescued from the outrageous neglect of his aunt and uncle, a young boy with a great destiny proves his worth while attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.<

When the Chamber of Secrets is opened again at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, second-year student Harry Potter finds himself in danger from a dark power that has once more released on the school.<

During his third year at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, Harry Potter must confront the devious and dangerous wizard responsible for his parents' deaths.<

Fourteen-year-old Harry Potter joins the Weasleys at the Quidditch World Cup, then enters his fourth year at Hogwarts Academy where he is mysteriously entered in an unusual contest that challenges his wizarding skills, friendships and character, amid signs that an old enemy is growing stronger.<