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Whoa. Olivia felt as if her eyeballs were bouncing back and forth like tennis balls over a net as she looked from Amelia to Finn and back again. Even now that Amelia had managed to force a scowl, she and Finn were still staring at each other. It was as if they couldn’t look away.
There is some serious crushing going on, Olivia thought. Between the leaders of the two groups who seem to hate each other the most!
Sink your fangs into these:
MY SISTER THE VAMPIRE
Switched
Fangtastic!
Revamped!
Vampalicious
Take Two
Love Bites
Lucky Break
Star Style
Twin Spins!
Date with Destiny
Flying Solo
Stake Out!
Double Disaster!
MY BROTHER THE WEREWOLF
Cry Wolf !
Puppy Love!
Howl-oween!
With special thanks to Stephanie Burgis
For Freya, with love
My Sister the Vampire: Flipping Out! first published in Great Britain 2013 by Egmont UK Limited The Yellow Building, 1 Nicholas Road London W11, 4AN
Copyright © Working Partners Ltd 2013
Created by Working Partners Limited, London WC1X 9HH
First e-book edition 2013
ISBN 978 1 4052 6571 3
e-book ISBN 978 1 7803 1277 4
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‘You must be like water . . . running water . . .’
Ivy Vega clamped one hand over her mouth to hold back a snicker. I can’t let myself laugh, she told herself. It’s not fair!
Mr Abbott was sleeping in the front seat of the Vegas’ car after a red-eye flight from London. Unfortunately, he was having a deep conversation with a martial arts student – in his sleep.
‘Flowww,’ he mumbled. His chin sagged over his bright orange ‘I
‘If there was a prize for Most Jet-Lagged Man in the World,’ Ivy whispered to her twin, ‘he would have to win!’
