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The black oblivion of sleep was shattered by the caterwauling of some singer on Jessicas clock radio. She groaned and viciously beat the alarm clock into silence, then groped blindly for the light switch. The somber red glow of her Lava lamp provided just enough light to read the time.

Seven oclock. The red numbers glowed sadistically, and Jessica swore. Only two hours of sleep again. How she managed to remain in the conscious world at all was a mystery, but she dragged herself into the shower, where the cold water finished what the alarm clock had started.

Only one hundred and eighty days of school left, Jessica thought as she prepared for the first day of her senior year of high school. There was barely enough time to get dressed before she had to pull her backpack onto her shoulders and dart down the street to catch the bus. Breakfast? A fleeting dream.

Ah, Ramsa High School. What a perfect little niche of Hell, she thought as the bus pulled up to the school. In one year, you will be out of here forever. That fact was the only thing that had convinced Jessica to get out of bed that morning: if she passed senior year, she would never need to succumb to the grasp of Ramsa High again.

She had lived in the town of Ramsa since she was twelve, and had long before realized that the other students would never accept her. Few were openly hostile, but no one could be described as warm and fuzzy, either.

As she neared the building, Jessica was acutely aware of how many students walked in groups of friends. She had known these people for five years, but that didnt seem to matter as they moved past her without a word. She even saw two girls notice her, whisper to each other, then quickly retreat as if Jessica was somehow dangerous.

One senior, a boy Jessica had known since her very first day at Ramsa Junior High, crossed himself when he saw her. She was tempted to start chanting satanically in the hopes of scaring him. He had long before decided that she must be a witch, and she had no idea why. Occasionally, out of spite or simply boredom, she encouraged his belief.

The thought was amusing in a way. The only witches she knew lived solely in the confines of the novels shed been writing for the past few years. One of her witches could walk right in front of this idiot and he would never recognize her as what she was; Jessicas witches tended to be rather human in their manner and appearance.

More humorous, though, was the fact that her old enemy was holding the book Tiger, Tiger by Ash Night. Jessica wondered how he would react if he knew that she would soon be receiving royalties from his purchase.

Jessica had been struck by the idea for Tiger, Tiger several years before, when she and Anne had been visiting one of Annes old college friends in Concord, Massachusetts. She had spent nearly the entire week- end vacation locked in her room, and those hours of work had finally paid off.

In homeroom, Jessica sat in the back, alone as always. She waited in silent contemplation for attendance to be taken. The teacher was a young woman whom Jessica had not seen before; her name was written on the board and had received a few snickers from the students. Kate Katherine, high-school teacher, must have had sick parents. On the other hand, her name was probably easier for people to remember than Jessica Ashley Allodola.

“Jessica Allodola?” Mrs. Katherine said as if cued by Jessicas thoughts.

“Here,” Jessica answered absently. The teacher checked off the name in her book and went on to the next person on the list.

The words of Jessicas adoptive mother, Anne, echoed through her mind.

“Tomorrow is the first day of a new year, Jessie. Could you at least try not to get sent to the office? Just this once?”

“Dont call me Jessie,” she had answered.

“Just try, Jessica,” Anne had pleaded. “For me?”

“You arent my mother. Dont tell me what to do.”

“Im the closest thing to a mother you have!” Anne had snarled, losing her patience.

The remark had stung, and Jessica had stalked to her room, mumbling, “My real mother was smart enough to get rid of me early.”

Snapping back to the present, she wondered bitterly if Anne considered it bad luck that Jessica was the child she had ended up adopting. Jessica wrenched herself from these thoughts as a pretty girl with chestnut hair tentatively entered the room.

“Im sorry Im late,” the girl said. “Im new to the school, and I got a bit lost.” She introduced herself as Caryn Rashida. Mrs. Katherine nodded as she found Caryns name on her list.

Caryn looked around for an empty seat; one was conveniently located next to Jessica. But when she saw Jessica she hesitated, as if she might go sit somewhere else. Jessica wasnt surprised. The residents of Ramsa all seemed to shy away from her almost unconsciously.

However, Caryn made up her mind and walked resolutely across the room. Extending a hand, she spoke. “Hi. Im Caryn Rashida.” She stumbled a bit over her own last name. “Why are you sitting all alone here?”

“ Cause I want to,” Jessica answered coolly, leveling her emerald-green eyes at Caryns pale blue ones. Caryn held the gaze for a moment longer than most people could, but then looked away.

With disgust, Jessica had noted the girls unease and her decision to make an effort despite it. Jessica had no wish to be taken under Caryns wing like a homeless child. Dislike she understood; pity she could not stand.

“Wouldnt you rather have some company?” Caryn asked, her tone more subdued but no less friendly.

Ignoring Caryns attempts at conversation, Jessica pulled out a pencil and started to draw.

“Well, then . . . I guess Ill leave you alone,” Caryn said, voice muted. She moved to another table. Jessica continued drawing, ignoring Caryn and the teacher, who was droning on about locker assignments.

Mrs. Katherine asked Caryn to help distribute the locks, and when Caryn had finished, she lingered a moment at Jessicas table. Jessica wondered grimly at the girls persistence.

“Ive never been able to figure these out,” Caryn muttered as she fiddled with her lock. She spun the combination a dozen times without success. “Maybe its broken . . . You want to give it a try?”

Jessica plucked the lock from Caryns hands and had it open in a second. “Hope you dont need to use the locker too much this year.”

“How do these things work?” Caryn laughed at herself cheerfully.

“Figure it out yourself,” Jessica answered as she shut the lock and tossed it back to Caryn.

“What did I do to you?” Caryn asked, finally deflated, and Jessica wouldnt have been surprised to see her eyes start to tear. “Why do you have to be so nasty to me?”

“Its who I am,” Jessica snapped, closing her notebook and putting it away. “Learn to live with it.”

She turned her back to Caryn as Mrs. Katherine led the class to their lockers. The girl didnt try to talk to Jessica again for the rest of the day. No one else did either; besides the arrival of Caryn, nothing had changed.

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emmejo, June 4, 2013 (view all comments by emmejo)
Jessica is a teenage writer, published under the fake name Ash Night. What she doesn't realize is that the stories she "invents" are true events and histories of the immortal vampires she doesn't even know exist. Her first clue that something odd is going on is when new student enrolls in her school, a boy who looks exactly like one of the vampires she wrote about and who seems oddly interested in her despite her attempts to chase him off.

I've read and enjoyed some of Atwater-Rhodes' other books, but this was just terrible! The plot is weak, but could have been propped up by good writing and intriguing characters. Sadly Jessica is a blatant self-insert and a horribly designed character. She's also highly unpleasant to others with no reason (not even self-justification or defensiveness), arrogant, selfish, spoiled and the author still tries to paint her as perfect and powerful. I just kept hoping someone would slug her hard in the face! And I say that as a devoted fan of anti-heros. All the other characters seem to be there either to be her verbal punching bag or worshiper, which I also found distasteful and lazy writing.

As far as the writing, it is not Atwood-Rhodes specialty at this early point in her career. That is clear in the other books written around this time as well, but it felt even more obvious here. I suspect that was because she normally does a solid job world-building, and so the content often grabs more attention than style, where as in this book there are minimal words devoted to anything but Jessica herself.

If you are interested in the Den of Shadows world, you may want to read this book for the info on witchcraft in this setting, but I recommend you brace yourself.
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coolj440, October 14, 2006 (view all comments by coolj440)
this book was really good, detailed, and even though it's not my favorite book i highly recomend it for it keeps you entertained the whole time you read.
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Atwater-Rhodes, Amelia
Laurel Leaf Library
Atwater-Rhodes, Amelia
New York
Science Fiction, Fantasy, & Magic
Horror & Ghost Stories
Children's 12-Up - Fiction - Horror
Youths' writings, American.
General Juvenile Fiction
Children s-Scary Stories
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Den of Shadows
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"Synopsis" by , Jessica, the author of a vampire novel, wishes she felt as comfortable with her school mates as she does among the vampires and witches of her fiction. Life changes when two new students arrive at Ramsa High wanting Jessica's attention.
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