Never Coming Home by Kate M. Williams (English) Hardcover Book

Description: Never Coming Home by Kate M. Williams Ten teen influencers arrive on Unknown Island expecting to find a tropical paradise, but instead they discover a deserted resort, poisonous snakes, and secrets worth killing for. FORMAT Hardcover LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description The beach read you have been dying for! When ten of Americas hottest teenage influencers are invited to an exclusive island resort, things are sure to get wild. But murder isnt what anyone expected. Will anyone survive?Everyone knows Unknown Island—its the worlds most exclusive destination. Think white sand beaches, turquoise seas, and luxury accommodations. Plus, its invite only, no one over twenty-one allowed, and its absolutely free. Who wouldnt want to go? The mysterious resort launched with a viral marketing campaign, and now the whole world is watching as the mysterious resort opens its doors to the First Ten, the ten elite influencers specifically chosen to be the first to experience everything Unknown Island has to offer. You know them. Theres the gamer, the beauty blogger, the rich girl, the superstar, the junior politician, the environmentalist, the DJ, the CEO, the chef, and the athlete. What they dont know is that they werent invited to Unknown Island for their following—they were invited for their secrets. Everyone is hiding a deadly one, and it looks like someones decided its payback time. Unknown Island isnt a vacation, its a trap. And its beginning to look like the First Ten—no matter how influential—are never coming home. Author Biography Kate Williams has written for Seventeen, NYLON, Cosmopolitan, Bustle, Vans, Calvin Klein, Urban Outfitters, and many other brands and magazines. She is the author of The Babysitters Coven trilogy: The Babysitters Coven, For Better or Cursed, and Spells Like Teen Spirit. Kate lives in Kansas. Review "Social media has never been this scary." —Kirkus"Highly recommended for fans of horror, suspense, and narratives that get the brain spinning." —Booklist"This dark and visceral storytelling, founded upon a brilliant concept, keeps the reader on edge, guessing until the very last reveal." —Marit Weisenberg, author of This Golden State and The Insomniacs"A fast-paced thrill ride sure to delight fans of Agatha Christie and Karen McManus alike, Never Coming Home will keep you up reading all night long." —Liz Lawson, author of The Lucky Ones, coauthor of The Agathas "A fun, atmospheric murder mystery with a hook that will appeal to reluctant readers." —School Library Journal"A perfect blend of mystery and social satire, Never Coming Home is your next literary obsession. Read it first for the fun, and then again and again for the deliciously murderous clues." —Kathleen Glasgow, New York Times bestselling author of Girl in Pieces, coauthor of The Agathas Review Quote " Social media has never been this scary ." -- Kirkus " Highly recommended for fans of horror , suspense, and narratives that get the brain spinning ." -- Booklist "This dark and visceral storytelling , founded upon a brilliant concept, keeps the reader on edge, guessing until the very last reveal ." --Marit Weisenberg, author of This Golden State and The Insomniacs " A fast-paced thrill ride sure to delight fans of Agatha Christie and Karen McManus alike, Never Coming Home will keep you up reading all night long." --Liz Lawson, author of The Lucky Ones, coauthor of The Agathas "A perfect blend of mystery and social satire, Never Coming Home is your next literary obsession . Read it first for the fun, and then again and again for the deliciously murderous clues." --Kathleen Glasgow, New York Times bestselling author of Girl in Pieces , coauthor of The Agathas Excerpt from Book CHAPTER ONE Youre not in Kansas anymore. It was the kind of one-liner that immediately made Justice Wilson write people off as boring and unoriginal, but now she couldnt help but say it to herself. She was halfway around the world, and she liked it. The tropics swarmed in as soon as the plane doors opened. Wet, humid air that turned walking into swimming, and palm trees whipping in the wind like they were trying to lure customers in to buy a used car. When shed left Kansas City this morning, or last night, or whenever it was that shed gotten on the first plane, the hue of the sky matched the concrete, the people were pale, and everything was cold. Now, she was surrounded by heat and a riot of color. Turquoise sky, emerald leaves, people with golden-brown skin, airline employees dressed in bright florals with flowers tucked behind their ears or pinned to their shirts. It was the kind of placed Justice had always dreamed of, but dang, was it hot. She reached up and readjusted her scarf and then fanned the back of her neck. It was barely six a.m. here, but the sun was already blazing, and the people in front of her were moving like they were still asleep. Justice was too excited to be annoyed or tired. It had taken her three planes and almost twenty-four hours to get here. When she first saw the agenda, shed shuddered at the carbon footprint of such a flight, but they had assured her that everything was offset. More than offset, even, which was just one of the reasons she knew this trip was going to be worth it. Honestly, she would have taken the trip even if there wasnt a carbon offset. She needed this trip. This was the farthest from home shed ever been, and that was what Justice wanted more than anything right now. To be far from home. She had at least a few hours before her parents realized where shed gone. By then, her father could threaten to ground her or take away her car, or demand she come home, and all for naught, because shed be safely out of reach, on a private island where there were no flights in or out. It was easier to ask for forgiveness than permission, and when Justice returned after her week in paradise, even her uptight parents would see that traveling to Unknown Island was the best thing she could have done for her future. The line was finally moving, and Justice made her way down the stairs and onto the runway, heat radiating off the pavement in waves. She stepped to the side, set her suitcase down, and pulled out the handle, then headed into the airport. Shed expected it to be air-conditioned, and was surprised when she walked through the doors and found the inside even wetter, and stickier, than outside. This realization made her smile, and laugh at herself a little. She could be such an American sometimes, thinking that everything should be comfortable and convenient, a Starbucks on every corner and a UPS truck on every street. She was going to have to get used to this. If she was going to be an environmentalist like she wanted, she would be spending a lot of time in the third world. Wait, was this the third world? Probably not, because even with the lack of air-conditioning, the airport was pretty nice. Justice forced herself to ignore her phone, which was tucked in the pocket of her carry-on bag. Shed kept it off all through her last layover, resisting the urge to check it while going through customs and passport control. Looking at her phone was exciting but also kind of scary. She found the bathroom, peed, washed her hands, and soaked her red headscarf before retying it, which made her feel a little cooler. Shed managed to sleep a little on the flight, so she wasnt too exhausted, but she could still tell that her body was confused by the time change and wasnt sure if it wanted to eat, go for a run, or pass out. Back out of the bathroom, she wheeled her suitcase over to an empty chair in a waiting area, plopped down, took a big drink of water from her Hydro Flask, and then, only then, did she allow herself to check her phone. The invitation had come a couple of months ago: an all-expenses-paid trip to Unknown Island, a high-profile, exclusive tropical resort. Rachel, the publicist Justice had talked to, had explained that Unknown Island represented a new kind of travel, one that let travelers avoid crowds and meet and mingle with curated strangers instead. Justice was invited to be part of the inaugural group, a tight selection of ten next-generation influencers. The tagline was grandiose and bold--The future of humanity meets the future of travel--and Justice hated to admit it, but she felt pretty honored to be included. Unknown Island had picked her because they thought that she, especially, could help demonstrate how serious they were about sustainability and ecotourism. Justice had sent Rachel a list of content ideas, and the publicist had loved all of them, even telling her that they hoped this would be the start of a long-term partnership. Justice hoped so too, because that might be the exact kind of thing to get her off Harvards waitlist. And then, of course, her parents said no. "Youre seventeen," her mother said. "Theres no way youre flying three-quarters of the way around the world by yourself to go to some island with a bunch of strangers." Justice had tried to be mature about it and hadnt pointed out that if she was flying three-quarters of the way around the world, then she was only one-quarter of the world away. But her parents wouldnt hear her out. They refused to discuss it after that, refused to listen to her arguments, refused to get on the phone with Rachel to get all the details about what an incredible opportunity this was for Justice. She could feel Harvard slipping even further away, so when Rachel sent the waiver for her parents to sign, Justice signed it herself and sent it back. No doubt her parents had forgotten about the whole thing weeks ago, but she still held her breath as she turned her phone back on, waited for it to come to life, and then connected to the airports free Wi-Fi. She relaxed when she saw she had nothing from her parents, who thought she was at Nicoles for the weekend. But then her phone started buzzing and didnt stop. The notifications came fast and furious, and Justice watched, amazed, each new one making her heart pound a little faster. Though it hadnt even opened yet, Unknown Island already had millions of followers. It had followed no one on its social media accounts until the day before this first trip, when it started following its first ten guests. In the short amount of time since, Justice had gained more followers than she could count, and the last two things she did before getting on the plane to come was post a video about Unknown Island, just as she had been instructed. And block her parents. People were loving it. The video had already gotten more comments than anything Justice had ever posted before. There was a fair amount of hate, of course--people calling her a hypocrite, saying that this kind of travel was wasteful and environmentally disrespectful--but there were also a ton of people cheering her on, saying she deserved this trip, or that they were jealous. That was the majority of the comments, people saying they were jealous. Everyone knew Unknown Island, because who in the world didnt want a free vacation? And part of what had gotten the worlds attention about Unknown Island was that it was always going to be free. That was one of its biggest hooks. Exclusive, curated groups of guests, all picked because they had something to offer the other guests, and the world. No one knew who owned Unknown Island, and when Justice had asked Rachel about it, she refused to answer. "A billionaire philanthropist who wishes to remain anonymous," she had said. Maybe Bill Gates or Mark Zuckerberg, Justice thought, but she hadnt pressed the issue for fear she might cross a line and get herself uninvited. Justice stood up, looked around, and tucked her phone back into her pocket. This was a life-changing opportunity, and she needed a life change. She went to go find her ride. Manny de la Cruz had been hoping for a private jet. Hed only been on a PJ once, and he was about one #tbt post away from looking like a loser desperately mining the past. But it wasnt that big a deal, and who was he kidding? First class was still first class. He had friends whod never even been on a plane. Plus, hed taken a good pic of his Air Max 90s peeking out from underneath a first-class comforter. It wasnt too braggy, he thought. It just looked like he was trying to document his new kicks, and no one but the old man sitting next to him knew that Manny had spent five minutes arranging the comforter to make sure the airline logo was visible. But a helicopter, that was cool. Probably even cooler than a Gulfstream. When the car turned in the gate, he saw the chopper sitting on the landing pad and felt a wave of excitement wash over him. The whole thing made him feel like a kingpin or an action hero. The driver got out and opened the door for him, then got his bag out of the trunk and set it on the ground next to his feet. "Thanks, man," Manny said. "Appreciate it." He held out a crisp ten-dollar bill, folded in half lengthwise, and the driver smiled as he took it. "Thank you, sir," he said. "Have a good trip." Within seconds of getting out of the car, Manny started to sweat. He took a bandanna out of his back pocket and lifted his ball cap to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Coming from Miami, Manny was used to the heat, but he was still dressed for the plane in socks and jeans and a hoodie. He quickly pulled the hoodie off and stuffed it in his backpack. The heat reminded him of trips to visit his moms family on the isl Details ISBN0593304861 Author Kate M. Williams Pages 320 Language English Year 2022 ISBN-10 0593304861 ISBN-13 9780593304860 Format Hardcover Publication Date 2022-06-21 Imprint Delacorte Press Publisher Random House USA Inc Place of Publication New York Country of Publication United States AU Release Date 2022-06-21 NZ Release Date 2022-06-21 US Release Date 2022-06-21 UK Release Date 2022-06-21 Audience Age 14 DEWEY FIC Audience Teenage / Young adult We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. With fast shipping, low prices, friendly service and well over a million items - you're bound to find what you want, at a price you'll love! TheNile_Item_ID:141711556;

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