PARANORMALCY by Kiersten White

Weird as it is working for the International Paranormal Containment Agency, Evie's always thought of herself as normal. Sure, her best friend is a mermaid, her ex-boyfriend is a faerie, she’s falling for a shape-shifter, and she’s the only person who can see through paranormals' glamours, but still. Normal.

Only now paranormals are dying, and Evie's dreams are filled with haunting voices and mysterious prophecies. She soon realizes that there may be a link between her abilities and the sudden rash of deaths. Not only that, but she may very well be at the center of a dark faerie prophecy promising destruction to all paranormal creatures.

So much for normal.

Evie is a teenager who works for the International Paranormal Containment Agency. She works for the IPCA because she has the unique gift to see through the "glamour" that creatures put on to trick us humans. Vampires may look beautiful on the outside, but under the glamour they look like walking corpses. Evie's job is also to "tag and bag" paranormals with the help of her pink, rhinestone encrusted taser named "Tasey."
Evie is a normal teenage girl: watches the latest teen TV show religiously; drools over the main character from said show; has a BFF; has a crush; wears zebra print with pink heels (well, I didn't wear that as a teen. I wore ties and hounds tooth). 
But Evie is a protected employee at IPCA, she doesn't leave the facility except for her missions and isn't allowed to go to high school. How she wishes she could see a real locker! 
Lend is an unknown paranormal who gets caught in IPCA. He has the ability to shape shift into anyone. While he's incarcerated at the facility, he and Evie become friends and of course, develop a crush on each other.
Did I mention yet that Evie's BFF is a mermaid which lives in a tank and acts like a secretary? And Evie's ex-boyfriend is a hot faerie?
I liked the love triangle in the book because it really wasn't one. You'll just have to read the book to find out more. The scenes of first love were handled very well and sweetly.

Evie is funny, smart, sarcastic, uncertain and naive to the outside world. She has to overcome the way she views herself to safe herself and others. I really liked her character. 
There were many paranormals in this book and Ms. White did a good job of making them unique. They seemed a little wimpy and easily controlled though. 
I liked the budding romance with Evie and Lend. I would've liked to see more depth in Lend. Also, the villain wasn't scary to me but I'm not saying she didn't have issues.
The author left readers with a few loose ends for the second book. 


 One HUGE plus to this read is it is totally clean! LOVE IT! 


This book brings out a good question: why are we afraid of what's different than us?



Rating:PG
S: No
V: Paranormals are being murdered but no weapons are used so no bloody bodies.
L: No

Page 69 test:
"...head and wasn't some sort of feire freakiness. She had never felt the warmth, felt it sneak in and surrounded her her at, felt it consumer her, She didn't know. she couldn't. And I was sick of her acting like I was some sort of stupid ittle girl, still made over an ex. "Whatever," I snapped. "I'm going to bed.
I turned and stalked out of the room without saying good-bye to Lish. She would sympathize I knew, bu she still just didn't understand
o one understood. Well, that wasn't true--Reth understood. Everything And he was right, too. U was completely alone and it sucked. When U got to my unit, I went straight to my bedroom and dug around under my bed until I found the three-pound dumbbells I had stolen from on of Bud's training sessions  They were iron, the best protection against faeries. Or at least, I was pretty sure they were iron. Okay, I really, really hoped they were iron, because my only other option was to sleep with my knife in my chest. Images of impaling myself during a nightmare flew through my head the dumbbells is was.
putting the weights on either side of me, I closed my eyes and was instantly asleep.

I woke up late the ext morning; half-formed memories of a woman's voice calling to me tickled the edge of my memories. Both dumbbells were still in place, tangled up in the covers, and my heart was still mine. The night appeared..."