Format: Trade Paperback
Dimensions: 304 pages, 8.13 × 5.5 × 0.74 in
Published: May 31, 2010
Publisher: HARPERCOLLINS PUBLISHERS
The following ISBNs are associated with this title:
ISBN - 10: 0061566160
ISBN - 13: 9780061566165
About the Book
The "New York Times"-bestselling Pretty Little Liars are finally telling the truth . . . but someone wants to silence them for good.
From the Publisher
Four gorgeous girls are telling very ugly stories.
First Emily, Aria, Hanna, and Spencer claimed they found a dead body in the woods behind Spencer''s house, only to have it vanish without a trace. Then, when the same woods went up in flames, they swore they saw someone who''s supposed to be dead rise from the ashes. And even after all that, the pretty little liars are still playing with fire. Call me heartless, but it''s about time someone shut these liars up for good. After all, nobody likes a girl who cries wolf-least of all me. . . .
About the Author
Sara Shepard's first story ever, which she both wrote and illustrated, was about friendly yellow creatures that lived in a backyard garden. It won second prize at the State College, Pennsylvania, library, and was bound and placed on the shelf. (The binding was yellow. The book was called Quizzles . Maybe it's still there!) Sara Shepard's second story was about a five-legged camel named Lloyd and his band of friends journeying through the human circulatory system. When Shepard was young, the things she wanted to be when she grew up were a soap opera star, a designer for LEGO, a Claymation artist, a geneticist, a fashion magazine editor, and, most of all, a writer. She grew up in Pennyslvania, on Philadelphia's Main Line, and went to college at New York University in 1995, the height of the club kid era. While in college, she bought many pairs of purple vinyl pants, loud leather jackets, brightly colored club kid sneakers, and even a Day-Glo pacifier. After recovering from that unfortunate but short-lived phase, she had a series of jobs? interning at Elle magazine, filing important documents at J.P. Morgan, and writing and editing at Time Inc. At each of these jobs, she kept a separate folder on her computer of stories she wrote when she had free time. Eventually, she got an MFA at Brooklyn College, started receiving evil text messages from someone only known as A, nearly got run over by her best friend's SUV, and kept thinking she saw dead people everywhere. Actually, that las