The Coffin Club

The Coffin Club

Book - 2008
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When goth-girl Raven follows her vampire boyfriend to Hipsterville, she discovers a dangerous secret club inhabited by vampires who are feuding over its leadership
Publisher: New York : Katherine Tegen Books, c2008
Edition: 1st ed
ISBN: 9780061288852
0061288853
9780061288845
0061288845
Branch Call Number: YF Sch
Characteristics: 177 p. ; 22 cm

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specialchacha Jul 27, 2012

funny, naive, girl

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rae
Jun 26, 2010

Was such a good book. It was so awesome with Jagger. I was shocked to find out that Phinox was Alexander. Over all it keep you interested. :) five stars

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Mahala
Jun 13, 2010

Raven goes to a club that is for Goths and as it turns out Vampes too. Of course Alexander doesn't want her to go with out him but when does Raven do anything anyone ask her to and the trouble starts from there.

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Mahala
Jun 13, 2010

The fifth book in Ellen Schreiber's Vampire Kisses series finds Raven looking at a boring summer, beginning in Dullsville with no Alexander. She doesn't even know where he is and can't stand the thought of spending the next few months in limbo like that. The last thing she knew, Alexander was trying to return vampire Valentine to his dark siblings, Luna and Jagger, who were last seen at the Coffin Club in Hipsterville. Luckily, Raven has an Aunt Libby who lives there.

Soon she is on the bus to Hipsterville, ready to search for her beloved and spend her time in the land where Goth is chic. The Coffin Club is practically Raven's favorite place on earth, with its dark edgy d├ęcor and drinks. Everyone there dresses like her and listens to the same music, unlike in Dullsville, where she stands out no matter what she does.

When she arrives in Hipsterville ready for adventures, she finds out that strange crop circles have been appearing in the town. Could that be a signal for vampires? Does this mean Alexander is near?

Raven learns that a spooky decaying mansion has been rented and knows that Alexander and his trusty Jameson are there. Sure enough, she goes there at dusk, just in time for Alexander to wake up and for them to be together. He is happy to see her but seems to be hiding something. He makes her promise not to go to the Coffin Club without him, but she is unable to resist.

She sneaks in and revels in the wicked atmosphere, until she finds another club in the basement. This one serves blood, and its clients don't ever see the sun. Raven pretends to be a vampire and learns from new friends in the basement club that Jagger is running it and many people don't like his rules.

Raven tries to piece together what is going on with Alexander and what is happening in Hipsterville. Luckily, Alexander takes her back to the Coffin Club one night, and even Aunt Libby wants to go there another night. The rumors swell about an uprising against Jagger, and the mysterious brooding purple-haired biker vampire Phoenix who stares at Raven seems to be leading the force against him. She is somehow drawn to the stranger while still spending as much time as possible with her true love. She can't keep herself from returning to the basement club to find out what is going to happen between Jagger and Phoenix. She knows the crop circles have something to do with it, too --- she just has to make sure no one finds out she is not really a vampire.

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Sep 19, 2010

I can't imagine you any other way. The way you dress is who you are. It's more than beads and bangles. You aren't doing it to be like someone else, or fit in."
"I don't wear tattoos to freak her out; I wear them because I have to. It's me." Aunt Libby paused.
"My mother never understood my inner style, either," she confessed. "That's what it is, really," she said wisely. "It's not about designers or labels but self-expression. And attitude."'

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