Back-to-School YA Giveaway Bonanza

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Can't get enough of YA fiction?  Enter here to win eight novels in a brand new Back-to-School giveaway.  And click here to learn more about each book.

I'm thrilled that the new paperback edition of Catherine is included.

Nico hearts Catherine...though not as much as he hearts red pepper.


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