"Benedict Le Fay will betray you. And then he will die." Betrayal and death―not quite the prophecy Selkie wanted about her first love. A half-faerie princess with a price on her head, Selkie Stewart just wants a little normal in her life. Not another crazy prophecy. Besides, she and Ben are a team. They're the two most wanted individuals in the Otherworld, and fated to bring down the Seelie Fairie Court and put an end to their reign of terror. Nothing can come between them. Until Ben leaves. And the sun goes out. And the chiming bells deafen all of Boston. The Seelies are coming. And only Selkie can stop them from destroying the world. Otherworld Series: The Girl Who Never Was (Book 1) The Boy With The Hidden Name (Book 2) What Readers are saying about The Girl Who Never Was : "Utterly charming...echoes of Neil Gaiman's Stardust , of Diana Wynne Jones' Fire and Hemlock ."―Erika Koch Utsler, Amazon, 5 stars "This book surprised me with its awesomeness...the voice and the writing blew me away."―AdriAnneMS, Amazon, 5 stars Gr 9 Up—Fans of all thing fae are in for a treat with this follow-up to The Girl Who Never Was, (Sourcebooks Fire, 2014) which SLJ called an "action-packed story…rich in snappy dialogue." The first installment of this series saw Selkie Stewart discovering that her mother is a faerie queen, hell-bent on killing her own daughter. In this rich and vivid sequel, Selkie must put an end to the machinations of her own mother and the Seelie Court—or risk dying. "The prophecy that came about in The Girl Who Never Was (2014) is back with a vengeance…political intrigue and magical quest are leavened by some well-timed humor, which makes for a fun read. Dorset sticks to some faerie-story traditions ("There’s power in a name," says Selkie, early on), and these details add to the mythic, engrossing atmosphere." ― Booklist "Fans of all thing fae are in for a treat with this follow-up to The Girl Who Never Was...in this rich and vivid sequel, Selkie must put an end to the machinations of her own mother and the Seelie Court―or risk dying." ― School Library Journal "With spot-on humour, Wonderland-esque logic, and magical twists and turns, Skylar Dorset's The Boy with the Hidden Name is an example of YA fiction at its best." ― 21st Century Once Upon a Time "Dorset has a way of making fantasy blend easily into reality. She seduces readers with her brilliantly crafted worlds and loveable characters. She describes everything so vividly you can almost feel in your senses exactly what the characters are experiencing...These books blended together my favourite genres and created a whirlwind rind of perfection." ― Little Miss Trainwreck "Swoon! Just as gorgeous and magical as the first book." ― Imperial Beach Teen "Skylar Dorset has created a potion filled with all the elements of a wonderful reading escape, from the beautiful world she has created to the loveable characters she has populated it with. The pages will fly by as you devour each page." ― Tome Tender "Every book about faerie folks involves feasts and courts and glamours, royalty and danger. You'll find them all in this exciting and fun Young Adult story THE BOY WITH THE HIDDEN NAME by Skylar Dorset." ― Fresh Fiction "Skylar Dorset’s debut series, Otherworld, is an astoundingly well-done urban fantasy in the style of Neverworld and Daughter of Smoke & Bone. If you’re looking to get swept up in a world-spanning fantasy adventure, check out the Otherworld series!" ― YA Books Central SKYLAR DORSET grew up in Rhode Island (where she still lives), graduated from Boston College and Harvard Law School, and has lived in Louisiana, Mississippi, and Washington, D.C. But she actually spends most of her time living with the characters in her head. She hopes that doesn't make her sound too crazy. Visit her at www.skylardorset.com. Chapter 1 "You don't understand, miss," says a little man in an old-fashioned bowler hat who is crawling out from underneath the bench I'm sitting on. "We just really need the book." To say that I am annoyed is to put it mildly. All I want to do is sit and eat my ice cream cone, and instead I'm getting stalked by supernatural creatures who keep literally crawling out of the woodwork. I mean that: the other day, a carving on a balustrade at Trinity Church started talking to me. We were there on a field trip, and it was difficult to hide. This is what happens when you find out you are half-faerie princess and half-ogre and then try to pretend it never happened and go back to leading a normal life. "She doesn't have the book," Kelsey tells the little man, who is now sprawled on his back on Boston Common, legs still hidden under the bench. "How many times do we have to keep telling you? She doesn't have the book." The man scowls. "She stole the book." "No, I didn't," I snap. "I didn't steal the book. Will Blaxton and Benedict Le Fay stole the book. I just happened to be there." And then I wince at my slip. I have to st