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Here at PLL, we are always dreaming about swoony boys and their strong, brilliant, loving, and/or hilarious counterparts. This month, in honor of the thrilling, romantic debut novel, FEUDS, we’re celebrating romance…but not just any kind of love. PLL is devoting September to IMPOSSIBLE LOVE, honoring the couples who fought through DEATH, HATERS, THE LAW, and SUPERNATURAL BEINGS to be together. The amazing PLL Trendsetters helped by submitting their nominations of their favorite YA couples who weathered tough battles, but we also want to hear from YOU!

Each bracket has room for ONE more couple–the audience’s pick! For one day only, tweet us your pick @paperlanternlit and use #LoveFeuds, and you could win a copy of FEUDS today! The official voting begins on Tuesday, September 2… may the ultimate YA couple win!


More about FEUDS:

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In this breathless story of impossible love, perfection comes at a deadly cost.

For Davis Morrow, perfection is a daily reality. Like all Priors, Davis has spent her whole life primed to be smarter, stronger, and more graceful than the lowly Imperfects, or “Imps.” A fiercely ambitious ballerina, Davis is only a few weeks away from qualifying for the Olympiads and finally living up to her mother’s legacy when she meets Cole, a mysterious boy who leaves her with more questions each time he disappears.

Davis has no idea that Cole has his own agenda, or that he’s a rising star in the FEUDS, an underground fighting ring where Priors gamble on Imps. Cole has every reason to hate Davis—her father’s campaign hinges on the total segregation of the Imps and Priors—but despite his best efforts, Cole finds himself as drawn to Davis as she is to him.

Then Narxis, a deadly virus, takes its hold–and Davis’s friends start dying. When the Priors refuse to acknowledge the epidemic, Davis has no one to turn to but Cole. Falling in love was never part of their plan, but their love may be the only thing that can save her world…

Available Tuesday, September 2, 2014

PLL’s Twisted May YA Giveaway!



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It’s Twisted May, and we’re celebrating our thrilling new title from The Studio, Dollhouse by Anya Allyn. Here’s the blurb that will give you goosebumps:

When Cassie’s best friend, Aisha, disappears during a school hike, Cassie sets off with Aisha’s boyfriend Ethan and their best friend Lacey, determined to find her. But the mist-enshrouded mountains hold many secrets, and what the three teens discover is far more disturbing than any of them imagined: beneath a rundown mansion in the woods lies an underground cavern full of life-size toys and kidnapped girls forced to dress as dolls.

Even as Cassie desperately tries to escape the Dollhouse, she finds herself torn between her forbidden feelings for Ethan, and her intense, instinctive attraction to The Provider, a man Cassie swears she has known before…

Because Cassie’s capture wasn’t accidental, and the Dollhouse is more than just a prison where her deepest fears come true—it’s a portal for the powers of darkness. And Cassie may be the only one who can stop it.

 As part of Twisted May, we’re giving away 10 YA books that will thrill you and keep you wanting more…INCLUDING a free e-book of Dollhouse!

Check out the other swag you’ll get in this giveaway:

Lauren Oliver-Panicurl-2 jpegurl-3 url-4 url-5 url-6 18431723 images-1 url-7   1. Panic by Lauren Oliver 2. Half Bad by Sally Green 3. Truth or Dare by Jacqueline Green 4. Secrets and Lies by Jacqueline Green 5. Pointe by Brandy Colbert 6. The Merciless by Danielle Vega 7. The Uninvited by Sophie Jordan 8. Everything Leads to You by Nina LaCoeur 9. We Were Liars by E Lockhart 10. Dollhouse by Anya Allyn

This giveaway runs from today until May 20th, Dollhouse’s publication date. So sign up and be ready, because May is going to get TWISTED!

Make sure you enter the giveaway to win! We’ll be accepting entries until May 20th.

(Please note the giveaway is for Domestic US participants only.)

The Clone Chronicles Fanfiction Contest Winner!


Congratulations to Serena Zhang, the winner of the Clone Chronicles Fanfiction Contest held at Ethical Culture Fieldston School! ME Castle loved the inventiveness of your creations, the specificity of the writing, and how well your writing portrayed the Clone Chronicles Universe! Check out her awesome entry below, and explore more of Fisher’s world through her eyes. 

Clone Chronicles FanFiction: The Best Day Turns into the Worst

by Serena Zhang


Two was playing dodgeball in gym class. He laughed, dodging the balls, hurling them at people, getting them out of the game. This was his territory, his game. And he was determined to win. He hurled the ball at Brody, the bulkiest Viking, and heard a yelp of pain and a sharp scream of “You’re out!”

Finally, Two relaxed. The other team was almost completely out of the game. Now there was just the two Vikings, Leroy and Willard. Two mopped his brow, all sticky with sweat. He turned and held his fist out for a bump from all his teammates. Thanks to Two, not a single one of them was out. Trevor slapped Two on the back. Two thought that Trevor was trying to slap him as hard as he possibly could, but all Two felt was a very light tap on his back, as though a feather had gently settled there.

He turned towards Amanda, who was the only girl daring enough to play dodgeball with the boys. All the other girls were on the other side of the gym, attempting to do round offs, cartwheels, front limbers and back-bends. Two couldn’t help but snort with laughter as he saw Veronica, who, in his opinion was the dumbest girl there. She was trying to do a roundoff. She started running and was about to place her hands on the floor, when she tripped over her own feet. She tumbled towards the ground, red faced. What in the world could Brother possibly see in her? Brother had a date with her later, too!

Two turned his attention back to Amanda. Two grinned at her, and Amanda smiled back. They gazed at each other for a while, until Corey Devonshire screamed, “Fisher, look ou—!” The rest of his words Two could not hear, because he was slumping to the ground, his head throbbing, red oozing down from a gap on his forehead. Was that the sharp part of the compass attached to the dodgeball?

Oh, the pain… Two groaned, and seconds later he heard a voice screaming in pure agony. Was that his voice? Two’s world spun, and all went black.



Fisher was humming happily as he played with FP, chasing him around the house. FP squealed and jumped into Fisher’s arms as Lord Burnside tried to attack him. Fisher smiled at FP dreamily. Of course, he was no longer thinking about FP. He was thinking about his date with Veronica later today. Fisher had somehow convinced Two to ask Veronica out for him. Two had groaned and said that Veronica was stupid, and Amanda was so much better, but Fisher had insisted. Two grudgingly agreed, saying that if he had to ask Veronica out for Fisher, he was allowed to ask Amanda out sometime later this week. Fisher had immediately realized this was a lose-lose situation, but he took the deal anyway.

“Mom!” he yelled.

“What?” she asked. Fisher’s mom had gotten over the fact that he had cloned himself, and let Fisher just work on designing his new invention, what he called “the mind purifier.”

“I finished the prototype of my invention!” he hollered excitedly.

“Who are you going to test it on?” she called back.

Fisher paused. He hadn’t thought of that. Of course nobody would want to test his invention. It was designed that when somebody inserts it into their brain, it would take away the mean side of them. Fisher had designed it just for the Vikings. But he would need somebody to test it on, before he was sure it worked. His invention basically manipulates a person’s brain, and everyone wants to have control of their brain. He went over his notes again, making sure that his silver chip had all the parts that were needed for it to properly work. Hmm. He already had the pieces inserted into the silver chip, but he needed to write down how the pieces worked and why he needed them. Just then he realized that the silver chip was the only places where his parts were stored. He hadn’t remembered to buy backups. That wasn’t good. But too late now. Fisher started writing down everything. He had always liked to be organized. Also, if his test subjects wanted to know how his invention worked, he would just hand this paper to them instead of having to explain it, since he had never been great with people.

  • A transmitter– It sends and receives data, from Fisher’s computer to the little silver chip. Measurements: 2x2mm. ✔

  • A laser light mini pen– has a special light that graphs your brain out into neat little boxes. This light will not affect your brain in any way, nor will you be able to see the light. This light was designed so that only the laser light mini pen can see it. Measurements: 1x2mm. ✔

  • A mini camera– takes pictures of your brain from all sides. Then sends all the pictures to Fisher’s computer. Fisher will open all the pictures in a program that he has designed, “3-D Virtual Reality.” It will combine all the pictures of the brain that the camera had taken into one picture. Then Fisher will view the person’s brain from all angles and send them to yet another program he has designed, “Comparison Made Easy.” He will use the 3-D picture of the brain he has, and another picture of someone else’s brain. (He has found a picture on Google of someone’s brain who is completely nice and had absolutely no meanness to them.) The program will mark all the spots of the brain that are different in red. Fisher will then send that picture back to the little silver chip, and the laser light mini pen will mark all the spots that were different according to the picture. Measurements: 2x2mm. ✔

  • Little robotic controllers– Once the laser light mini pen has marked all the “mean” parts of the person’s brain, these controllers will extend out from it’s shell. (Measurements: 3x3mm.) After it extends out, the controllers will shut down the “mean” parts of your brain for as long as need be. (Fisher thinks that this is kind of like physical therapy, it won’t shut down those parts of your brain for the rest of your life, it will kind of train your brain to work without it, and when the controllers release those parts of your brain, you should still be completely nice. The therapy session could go on for a day, or for 20 years. Fisher will decide when to shut it down, he will observe your behavior and analyze it.) Measurements: 1x1mm. for every controller. The shell contains 3 controllers, as you have 3 parts of your brain. Fisher believes that the mean parts of your brain in each of those 3 parts are usually in one area, not spread all over the place. ✔

Fisher shook his head at how complicated each part was. However, writing in third-person was no stretch for him, he always had to do that when he was writing science lab reports, and he wrote science lab reports for fun all the time.

Fisher just thought of another problem. How was he going to get the chip into his test subject’s brain? The silver chip was 8x9mm. To get it into someone’s brain, or in their head, it would take surgery. Even without surgery, Fisher knew for sure that nobody would willingly do it. Now, with surgery added on… Fisher’s head hurt, and he glanced at his wristwatch. He dropped his silver chip on the floor in shock. There was 30 minutes left until he was supposed to meet Veronica, and he needed to get ready! He ran to the bathroom.



Two awoke to hear Amanda arguing with someone.

“Doctor!” Amanda screamed. “I need to see him!”

“Girl, please,” said a weary old man’s voice, presumably the doctor. “He will need a couple more hours of sleep at the least, and we do not want anybody to disturb him.”

Two sat up, and called feebly, “Doctor, it’s fine. She can come in.”

Silence. “All right, all right, but only for 10 minutes,” grumbled the doctor.

Amanda rushed in, her eyes wild with fury. “Leroy and Willard!” she shouted. “They’re such sore losers they wanted to hurt you!”

Two nodded silently, and he could feel anger bubbling up inside of him, too. But no. He would keep his temper in. His head throbbed, and he could barely speak a few words. He groaned, his headache was becoming worse by the minute. He massaged his temple, and muttered weakly, “No yelling, please.”

Amanda smiled and gave the “okay” sign. Two touched his forehead gingerly. It was covered in a bandage. He also saw an IV tube on the side, with a gentle pulsing sound as it went into Two’s body. He gasped when he saw what time it was.

“What?” Amanda asked, cautious of her volume.

“Um,” Two said nervously. He still hadn’t gained his bearings, and could not recall if Amanda knew about the two Fishers. But, he remembered, just before he blurted out that Fisher had a date with Veronica, that Amanda would not be pleased that Fisher was dating Veronica, not herself.

“What?” Amanda asked again, more insistingly this time.

“Never mind,” Two mumbled.

Amanda sighed, crossed her arms, and glared at him.

“It’s not a big deal,” Two said.

“Fine,” Amanda snapped. “Since you aren’t really talking to me, I guess I don’t really need to be here,” she said angrily. “And after all that trouble I went to to get the principal to let me visit you,” she muttered under her breath. She strode out of the room, grumbling angrily to herself.

Two stared after her, open-mouthed. He tried to yell after her, “Amanda, wait!” but his voice couldn’t reach that high of a volume. He could only watch her retreating shadow, and the clickety-click of her combat boots clicking against the white marble floor.


Fisher ran out the door. It had taken him 5 minutes and 22.723 seconds in the bathroom, brushing his teeth and gelling his hair. It took 7 minutes, and 9.049 seconds for him to find the perfect attire. He took a deep breath and exhaled slightly, calming his nerves. He practiced how to open the door for Veronica with a very gentlemanlike smile. He practiced acting confident in front of the mirror, but wasn’t entirely pleased with his results. He headed out the door, hoping to impress Veronica enough that she didn’t hate him at the end of the night. That would be a great first step.

He had butterflies in his stomach as he walked to “Serene Serena’s,” a very formal restaurant. Veronica had chosen the place, actually. It was a 5-minute walk from her place, and about a 20-minute walk from Fisher’s home.   

Veronica had told him, a few days ago, that if one of them arrived first, to just wait on the bench outside. “That way I don’t have to try and ask the waitress if they’ve seen a little boy who seems a bit nerdy, has glasses and forgets to button his shirt!” she had laughed teasingly. She had then reached out to button his shirt. Fisher had sworn to himself, at that time, that when he was wearing a shirt with buttons, to “forget” to button a button, and then he could feel Veronica’s hands brush against his bare skin as she buttoned his shirt, and smell her perfume when she leaned in.

Fisher sat down on the bench, glancing at his watch every few seconds. He swung his legs back and forth like a little boy. Veronica was 5 minutes late, 10 minutes late, 15 minutes late. He pulled out his gold iPhone 5S. He had made a few changes to it, like hacking Siri to respond to him in a smart way. He had also recorded his own custom ringtones for everyone, by holding his speaker up to them and saying, “Say your name over and over again.” He was also working on making the password voice-sensitive. He understood that if he accomplished that, somebody could record his voice and hold it up to the speaker, but he was thinking that he would type up a bunch of personal questions, and the questions would swap every time. And also, you only had 5 seconds to think about the question and answer it, or else it would switch to a different question.

Fisher held his finger to the little home button and unlocked the phone. He tapped on “Messages.” He clicked on “New Message.” To: Veronica; 1 (347) 321-9876. He paused, not sure what to write. He clicked on the Siri button. “Hi,” he started. “Um, I’m at Serene Serena’s right now, and I’m on the bench. You coming?” He clicked send and went to text Two. Two was supposed to be home by now. Just as he was about to compose a message to Two, he heard Veronica’s ringtone. “Veronica is awesome! Pick up now!!!!!”

“Hey, Fisher! OMG I didn’t realize you were still up for the date! You okay? :\” Fisher stared at her text, confused. What had happened at school?

“I’m fine. Why? :)” Fisher sent.

Veronica replied in a flash. “Your head! You were bleeding today! Did you forget?!”

“Oh… right. Okay then, see you tomorrow! Can we still go on a date later this week?” As soon as he sent that, Fisher realized how desperate he sounded, and how suspicious it was that he wrote “Oh… right.” That made it seem like he had forgotten what had happened to his head. He breathed a sigh of relief when Veronica’s message came in without frowny faces.

“Sure!! Yep, see ya! Feel better soon! :) xxxxxxxxxx”

Fisher walked home in a daze. So something had happened to Two’s head! Where was Two, anyways? Fisher broke into a sprint home. He was just about to ring the doorbell when his parents came out. “Two has an injury,” said Fisher’s mom. “And he’s in the hospital. He just gave me a call and said that he was pretending to be you, Fisher, for all the medical papers and stuff,” she explained. “We have to go visit him and sign all the papers. You can come or you can keep working on your invention, completely up to you!” she smiled brightly.

Fisher frowned. “I would love to go visit Two, but then the nurses and doctors would see that there are two of us, and they probably know that I don’t have a twin. That would be really suspicious.”

His parents nodded and his father tousled his hair. “I can’t believe we didn’t think of that!” He smacked his head.

“Okay,” Fisher said. “Anyways, I’m so close to finishing my invention. Bye.” He walked into the house. He went straight to the place where he had dropped his silver chip. It wasn’t there. Feeling panicky, he searched the whole area, when he saw that it wasn’t there, he started searching every room. When he got to his bedroom he saw FP grinning happily. He was drooling, his tail wagging. Fisher had a sinking feeling in his stomach. He slowly turned to look at his computer. It was beeping with a message that said “Pictures taken. Please send data back to transmitter.” Fisher viewed the pictures. It was of a pig’s stomach, which Fisher could recognize when he saw one. He stared at FP, and FP smiled right back, licking his lips. Fisher groaned. The day had been so close to being the best day in his life, the new invention, his first date with Veronica. And all of it had backfired. He put his head in his hands and sighed. What a day.

Lida James’ Lucky Seven!

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Want to learn more about Lida James, author of Beautiful Girl? You’re in luck! Here are some questions we asked her so you can get all the info:

What actor/actress would you want to play you in the biopic of your life?
Kristen Wiig

When you were six years old, what did you want to be when you grew up?
A neurosurgeon.  (Strange but true.  And I wanted to own a Calder)

Hoorah!  You’ve just been hired by a circus!  What will you be doing?
Trapeze  (If it weren’t horribly cruel to the elephant, I would be that lady who rides atop the elephant’s back, but alas, it is horribly cruel so I’ll fly through the air instead)

Who is your secret cartoon crush?
Stan Marsh

What will the title of your autobiography be? BEAUTIFUL GIRL.pre-final
What the Hell, man?

If you were a kitchen appliance – what would you be?
Lime squeezer

If you could go on a road trip with any person (dead or alive), who would you choose and where would you go?
Sarah Burke, Andes Mountains, Chile.

Lida James grew up in Brooklyn, New York and graduated cum laude from Vassar College with a BFA in English (and a lot of film credits, too). After working as a cameraperson on feature films inNYC she relocated to Los Angeles in search of mountains and waves. Once there, she wrote and sold screenplays (and snowboarded and windsurfed). She continues to enjoy living in Los Angeles with her husband and their two children – all shredders like herself – and two rescue dogs. Beautiful Girl is her first novel.

Beautiful Girl will be published October 28th, 2014, but is available for pre-order NOW!

Carina Adly MacKenzie’s Lucky Seven!

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We caught up Eternal Night author Carina in between takes on the set of the “Originals” (where she is filming an episode she wrote!) to ask her some questions so you all can get to know her better.

What actor or actress would you want to play you in the biopic of your life?

Does Taylor Swift count as an actor? I want Taylor Swift. She doesn’t look like me or anything. I just spend a lot of time trying to figure out how I can meet Taylor Swift and become best friends with her, and this seems like it could be a pretty good way. She would have to hang out with me to research the role. Later, she could write a song about our best friendship, and I could sing it a lot in my car, and that’s really all I want in life.

When you were six years old, what did you want to be when you grew up?

I think that when I was six I actually wanted to be a writer. (By the time I was 7, I’d figured out how life works, and I wanted to be a pop star.)

Hoorah! You’ve just been hired by a circus. What will you be doing?

I… will be quitting.

Who is your secret cartoon crush?

Dimitri from “Anastasia.” Since 1997. I’m actually more well-adjusted than that makes me sound.

What will be the title of your memoir?

“Bad at Adulthood: Tales of Highly Preventable Anguish.”  Or maybe, “Can I Tweet That? A Memoir.” For the record, I am also considering a self-help book called “How Not To Be The Rory Gilmore Of Your Own Life.” No one steal that.Web Friendly EN

If you were a kitchen appliance, what would you be?

Something that makes coffee. Anything that makes coffee.

If you could go on a road trip with any person (dead or alive), who would you choose and where would you go?

Taylor Swift. I really wasn’t kidding. We would go somewhere far away. I need to make sure there’s enough driving time for us to become best friends.

Carina Adly MacKenzie grew up in Greenwich, Connecticut, where she boldly defied the no-reading-at-the-dinner-table rule time and time again. After studying English at the University of Colorado at Boulder, Carina moved to Los Angeles to pursue a writing career. Carina was a television critic and entertainment reporter for, the Los Angeles Times, and Teen Vogue, among other publications. Currently, she spends her days obsessing over vampire sibling rivalry as a writers’ assistant for The CW’s new drama, “The Originals.” She loves coffee, Twitter, and her little dog Pacey. Eternal Night is her first novel.


Make sure you check out Carina online and add Eternal Night to your Goodreads page. Eternal Night will be published on August 26th but is available for pre-order NOW!


Anya Allyn’s Lucky Seven!


Anya Allyn’s Lucky Seven!

We are so excited to introduce Anya Allyn, author of Dollhouse. Here are some questions we asked her and her quirky, cool answers!

What actor/actress would you want to play you in the biopic of your life?
Johnny Depp. Wait… what? I’d say comedian Rachel Feinstein because the voices she does sound like the voices in my head (that I have to write down all the time) ;) And bonus, she’d entertain people through all the boring bits. My kids tell me my jokes are bad – I could show them my biopic and say, see? See? I was funny.

When you were six years old, what did you want to be when you grew up?
A scientist, an artist, a writer and an astronaut. So far, I’ve only managed one out of the four…

Hoorah! You’ve just been hired by a circus! What will you be doing?
Probably selling peanuts and popcorn, and sneaking in after closing time to try out the trapeze while no one’s looking.

Who is your secret cartoon crush?
Daria. She said everything I wanted to.

What will the title of your autobiography be?
“View from the back seat of the stationwagon” – as told by my kids. Or, “She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain.” – Louisa May Alcott

If you were a kitchen appliance – what would you be?
A broken toaster, as I’d rather keep sleeping than pop out of bed in the mornings.

If you could go on a road trip with any person (dead or alive), who would you choose and where would you go?
Author, Christine de Pizan. I have a fascination with all things medieval, and she was an author/court writer born in in 1364, who argued for the need to educate women and for women to have a role outside the home, and in praise of Joan of Arc. (I’d have to be automagically be given the power to speak 14th century French though!)DOLLHOUSE.pre-finalcover

Anya Allyn grew up in Sydney, Australia, and now lives by the beach on The Central Coast. She spends her days with five incredibly cool males – four of whom are her kids. As a child, she could be found reading, sketching comic strips or fainting during choir practice in her school convent. She has worked in entertainment, web content, and most recently as a Features’ Editor for Fairfax Media in Australia.Dollhouse is her first novel.

Follow Anya on Twitter and check out Dollhouse’s Goodreads page! Dollhouse will be published on May 20th, 2014, but is available for pre-order NOW!

Shana Norris’ Lucky Seven!


Shana Norris’ Lucky Seven!
We’re so excited to share with you the author who will be published first under the Studio, A Paper Lantern Lit Imprint: Shana Norris! Shana is the author of The Boyfriend Thief, available TODAY for purchase! Check out her answers to some questions from the PLL team:

What actor/actress would you want to play you in the biopic of your life?
Allyson Hannigan. I’ve been told I act a lot like she does. Kind of goofy and awkward at times. And we make a lot of the same facial expressions.

When you were six years old, what did you want to be when you grew up?
A ballerina-archaeologist-rock star. Too bad I can’t dance or sing, but I would totally rock the archaeologist thing.

Hoorah!  You’ve just been hired by a circus!  What will you be doing?
I just went to the circus a couple weeks ago and I have to say that it would be fun being one of the clowns. I’m too afraid of heights to be one of the acrobats and though I love animals, I’d be really nervous about being in that cage with the lions and tigers. But the clowns were awesome!

Who is your secret cartoon crush?
Donatello from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. He’s really intelligent and can kick butt. Best of both worlds!

What will the title of your autobiography be?TBT_FINAL-1
Me, Myself, and All the People in My Head

If you were a kitchen appliance – what would you be?
Do small appliances count? If so, I’d be an ice cream maker. I make a racket when I need to, but produce smooth, creamy (and delicious) results.

If you could go on a road trip with any person (dead or alive), who would you choose and where would you go?
Laura Ingalls Wilder. I’m a huge Little House fan, so I’d love to go see the places where her family lived.

You can find more of Shana on her website, and The Boyfriend Thief is available for Download on iBooks today! (Also available for purchase here.)