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Natalie Whipple
"Fiona is invisible, and her dad - an infamous crime lord - will stop at nothing to control her power."
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Fiona is invisible, and her dad – an infamous crime lord – will stop at nothing to control her power.

High school is hard when you’re invisible.

Fiona McClean hates her family, has had to move to a new school and seems to be completely invisible to the boy she likes. So far so normal, right? But Fiona really is invisible. She doesn’t even know what colour her own hair is.

Born into a world where Cold War anti-radiation pills have caused genetic mutations, Fiona is forced to work for her mind-controlling mobster father as the world’s most effective thief. When her father announces she must become a murdering assassin, Fiona and her telekinetic mother make a break for freedom. Running to a small Arizonian town, Fiona finds that playing at ‘normal life’ with a mother on the edge, a brother she can’t trust, and a boy who drives her crazy is as impossible as escaping her father.

Publication Date: Thu 16 May 2013
ISBN Paperback: 9781471400766
ISBN Ebook: 9781471400773

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Natalie Whipple

Natalie Whipple is the author of TRANSPARENT, BLINDSIDED (sequel to Transparent), HOUSE OF IVY & SORROW, and RELAX, I'M A NINJA. In addition to that, she is on the writing team for the cRPG 'TORMENT: TIDES OF NUMENERA' that will be out sometime in 2015.

She grew up in the Bay Area and relocated to Utah for high school, which was quite the culture shock for her anime-loving teen self. But the Rocky Mountains eventually won her over, and she stuck around to earn her degree in English linguistics at BYU, with a minor in editing. Natalie still lives in Utah with her husband and three kids, and keeps the local Asian market in business with all her attempts to cook Thai curry, pho, and bulgogi. Follow Natalie at betweenfactandfiction.blogspot.co.uk or on Twitter @nataliewhipple

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I nearly died the second I was born. The doctor dropped me, but it wasn't his fault. When I smacked the floor and let out a screeching cry, all anyone could see was the semi-transparent umbilical cord. The poor guy scooped me up, gasping in shock at my invisible body. I spent a year in the hospital-not because of injuries. They had to study me, cure me. Mom wanted a normal baby, one with a non-dangerous ability like glow-in-the-dark hair or breath that smells like chocolate. Then I wouldn't have been so important to my father. Instead, she got the first ever invisible child. Not only was I famous, but I was infinitely, dangerously useful. When they gave up on a cure, Mom took me home. The paparazzi tried to get pictures, which was stupid because they couldn't actually see me. They wanted a glimpse of the girl with no face, but my dad's people made sure that didn't happen. He made sure the world saw as little of me as possible, and more importantly, that they never realized what I could really do. Hiding an invisible girl. Go figure.