Character Profile
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Summary
A Mission-Impossible styled series with a supernatural twist about a high school basketball star who gets in trouble and is given the choice between military school and joining a Christian spy organization.
Stats
Genre: Teen (13-16 years) contemporary suspense
Series length: Four novels and two novellas
Violence: Moderate to moderately high violence, ranging from fistfights to kidnapping and lightly described torture
Magic/Supernatural: Light to moderate supernatural, including prophetic visions and demonic influence
Romance/Sexuality: Moderate, including everything from a boy crushing on a girl to references to prostitution (nothing graphically portrayed)
Christian/spiritual element: Overt Christian elements woven throughout the books
Recommendation: Excellent for boys or girls who like adventure and suspense.
You might like this book if you liked...
Mission: Impossible or Spy Kids
Series length: Four novels and two novellas
Violence: Moderate to moderately high violence, ranging from fistfights to kidnapping and lightly described torture
Magic/Supernatural: Light to moderate supernatural, including prophetic visions and demonic influence
Romance/Sexuality: Moderate, including everything from a boy crushing on a girl to references to prostitution (nothing graphically portrayed)
Christian/spiritual element: Overt Christian elements woven throughout the books
Recommendation: Excellent for boys or girls who like adventure and suspense.
You might like this book if you liked...
Mission: Impossible or Spy Kids
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What can I say? I'm a moron. I knew better than to play ball in King Coat's territory. Maybe I was looking for a fight, wanting to blow off steam after my "talk" with Principal McKaffey. But there we were, me and three guys from public school, playing two on two on the court in Alameda Park. It was around 2:20. The elementary schools hadn't let out yet. Then C-Rok and his wannabe gangsters showed up and asked to join in. |
The New Recruit (The Mission League, Book 1)
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The visions were happening more frequently, but that didn't mean I was used to them--especially when they popped up in the middle of the day. The headache came first, then the vision. The scene surged into my mind, leaving we winded and tense, the way standing too close to the freeway did when a big rig drove by. |
Chokepoint (The Mission League, Novella 1.5)
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I'd always loved the rush that came from being where I wasn't supposed to be. Grandma's bedroom smelled like lilac powder, Vicks VapoRub, and dust. I stood on the braided rug that took up what little open floor space was left, what with the double bed, two dressers, a file cabinet, and piles of fabric that lined every inch of the baseboard. The walls were painted dirty pink. Mauve, Grandma called it. She had white curtains with pink and red roses on them. I felt weird standing in there. I couldn't remember the last time I'd even crossed the threshold. |
Project Gemini (The Mission League, Book 2)
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I yawned and looked at Grace's empty desk for the sixteenth time that morning, then read the next question on the Outdoor Survival Training final exam: 16. In the Mission League, S.E.R.E. stands for a. Survive, Evade, Resist, Extract b. Survive, Evade, Resist, Escape c. Survival, Evasion, Resistance, and Escape d. Survival, Evasion, Resistance, and Evasion |
Ambushed (The Mission League, Novella 2.5)
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Opening Lines:
My Macbook screen froze. Buffering. Again. The second Light Goddess movie had stopped on a close-up of one of Brittany's cohorts: a gorgeous, dark-skinned Indian girl, who had just been pricked with the "juice" and now had grid marks on her arm. The girl's eyes were closed, her face frozen in a mixed expression of pain and pleasure. My head spun and I saw the girl in my mind in a completely different place and time. |
Broken Trust (The Mission League, Book 3)
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On my knees at my locker, I stared at my iPhone. I'd pulled up my profile on the ESPN National Basketball webpage. Nothing new. I was still ranked a three. And it still said U of Arizona had offered me, even thought they'd pulled the offer after my arrest last spring and given my spot to someone else before I had a chance to prove my innocence. I suppose the profile looked better this way. I just hoped the offer wouldn't keep other schools from making contact. Because I was back. Fully. Mario, my physical therapist, had signed off on my knee. I could run again. And I was finally able to play ball with my team. |
The Profile Match (The Mission League, Book 4)
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