Season of the Witch (The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina #1)

by Sarah Rees Brennan

Tommy had no idea that people grew out of storytelling. Motherless children are easy prey for witches.

In a house with no mother, where a cold man rules, a child pays. “Let it be me,” said Tommy Kinkle,

Ambrose laughed, and I truly understood for the first time how my cousin lived his life, with laughter a shield against pain and fear.

A challenge from the half mortal, issued to every demon or spirit or witch hiding in the darkness, and to the unknown future. Go on. Come and get me. You’re welcome to try.

I’d grown up with dreams of home and my parents, but they were dreams. In all my true memories of home, he was there. I’d found myself doubting a lot recently, but there were some things I never doubted.

I was not lost. I was home.