When My Heart Was Wicked - Hardcover

Stirling, Tricia

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ISBN 10: 0545695732 ISBN 13: 9780545695732

Publisher: Scholastic Press, 2015

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"I used to be one of those girls. The kind who loved to deliver bad news. When I colored my hair, I imagined it seeping into my scalp, black dye pooling into my veins.But that was the old Lacy. Now, when I cast spells, they are always for good."16-year-old Lacy believes that magic and science can work side by side. She's a botanist who knows how to harness the healing power of plants. So when her father dies, Lacy tries to stay with her step-mother in Chico, where her magic is good and healing. She fears the darkness that her real mother, Cheyenne, brings out, stripping away everything that is light and kind.Yet Cheyenne never stays away for long. Beautiful, bewitching, unstable Cheyenne who will stop at nothing, not even black magic, to keep control of her daughter's heart. She forces Lacy to accompany her to Sacramento, and before long, the "old" Lacy starts to resurface.But when Lacy survives a traumatic encounter, she finds herself faced with a choice. Will she use her powers to exact revenge and spiral into the darkness forever? Or will she find the strength to embrace the light?

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About the Author:

Tricia Stirling earned her M.A. in creative writing and has been published in Literary Mama, The Angler, and Syntax. She lives in Sacramento, California, with her family. WHEN MY HEART WAS WICKED is Tricia's first novel.

I used to be one of those girls. The kind who loved to deliver bad news. I stole my stepmother's lipstick and mashed it up to make fake potions that I fed to my dolls. I put sugar syrup in her perfume so she'd be followed by bees and wasps. When I colored my hair, I imagined it seeping into my scalp, black dye pooling into my veins. If I could, I would've scribbled black all over my face, like I used to do to pretty girls in my picture books. Princesses with scraped-out eyes. But that was the old Lacy. Now, when I cast spells, they are always for good.

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