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Available on May 04, 2027 | 384 Pages
Dive into your new obsession: a world drowning in privilege and perfection with secrets that run deep.
The beachside mystery of We Were Liars meets the eat-the-rich vibes of Saltburn in this YA thriller about one girl’s mission to join the beautiful, elite lifeguard crew at a wealthy North Carolina lake club, or die trying––with a shocking twist ending you won’t see coming!
I am Natalie and I am in control.
Natalie Dee watches them. The spoiled, rich brats that invade her town every summer. The ungrateful, undeserving Ivy Leaguers–in-training who’ve had everything they could ever want handed to them. The beautiful, enviable lifeguards of the lake at the local country club. The Swans.
Natalie hates them, and all she’s ever wanted is to be them.
When a traumatic, near-drowning experience leaves her with hazy memories and the unshakeable feeling that she’s connected to something sinister, Natalie decides to investigate by infiltrating the group she’s always watched from afar.
After months of training and scheming and dreaming, she finally makes it happen. But it isn’t long before Natalie’s promise of a golden future begins to tarnish. She discovers there are secrets lurking beneath the surface of Swan Lake—affairs, corruption, even murder.
When bodies of her fellow Swans start to wash up on the country club’s pristine shores, outsider Natalie soon becomes suspect number one. Clearing her name means uncovering scandals long hidden by wealth and status. It’s a dangerous game, and if Natalie doesn’t play by the Swans’ rules, this summer may be her swan song.
After all, people may work for money, but they’d kill to be rich.
Heart-pounding, immersive, and filled with twists up to the very last page, Dead Swans Don’t Sing puts a sharp eye on what happens when what you see . . . isn’t what you get.
The beachside mystery of We Were Liars meets the eat-the-rich vibes of Saltburn in this YA thriller about one girl’s mission to join the beautiful, elite lifeguard crew at a wealthy North Carolina lake club, or die trying––with a shocking twist ending you won’t see coming!
I am Natalie and I am in control.
Natalie Dee watches them. The spoiled, rich brats that invade her town every summer. The ungrateful, undeserving Ivy Leaguers–in-training who’ve had everything they could ever want handed to them. The beautiful, enviable lifeguards of the lake at the local country club. The Swans.
Natalie hates them, and all she’s ever wanted is to be them.
When a traumatic, near-drowning experience leaves her with hazy memories and the unshakeable feeling that she’s connected to something sinister, Natalie decides to investigate by infiltrating the group she’s always watched from afar.
After months of training and scheming and dreaming, she finally makes it happen. But it isn’t long before Natalie’s promise of a golden future begins to tarnish. She discovers there are secrets lurking beneath the surface of Swan Lake—affairs, corruption, even murder.
When bodies of her fellow Swans start to wash up on the country club’s pristine shores, outsider Natalie soon becomes suspect number one. Clearing her name means uncovering scandals long hidden by wealth and status. It’s a dangerous game, and if Natalie doesn’t play by the Swans’ rules, this summer may be her swan song.
After all, people may work for money, but they’d kill to be rich.
Heart-pounding, immersive, and filled with twists up to the very last page, Dead Swans Don’t Sing puts a sharp eye on what happens when what you see . . . isn’t what you get.
