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Informationen zum Autor Malia Maunakea (she/her/hers) is a part-Hawaiian writer who grew up in the rainforest on the Big Island before moving to a valley on O?ahu in seventh grade. She relocated to the continent for college, and when she isn’t writing can be found roaming the Colorado Rocky Mountains with her husband, their two children, and a rescue mutt named Peggy. You can find Malia online at maliamaunakea.com and @MaliaMaunakea on Twitter. Klappentext When Kaipo's essential °aumakua pendant disappears, Lei, Kaipo, Ilikea, and newcomer Kaukahi embark on a perilous journey to an invisible island in search of the pendant, where they face challenges from sharks to malevolent spirits determined to thwart their quest. Leseprobe Missing Pieces Apparently, goddesses were sore losers. Lei sat with Tutu and Ilikea at the small kitchen table loaded with her favorite foods, pondering her recent life choices that got them stuck here. Here being back at Tutu’s house in Volcano Village (yay!) with her best friend and ancestral guardian, Kaipo (double yay!), but without the pendant that would keep him safe as an ?aumakua (quadruple-infinity boo). Lei stifled a yawn as she snagged a pineapple chunk from the bowl in the middle of the table with her chopsticks and dipped it in her poi. The nightmare had come again last night and jolted Lei awake—?Kaipo crying out at the hands of Pele and her henchman hawk, ?Io. It took hours to convince her brain it was safe to go back to sleep. Served her right. Maybe her tutu had forgiven her for picking the sacred lehua blossom and angering Pele, the fire goddess, but Kaipo? How could he possibly forgive her after what she did? Lei stuffed the fruit in her mouth and strained her ears. Nothing but silence from the back bedroom, where Kaipo had been lying the past two days, healing. The poi-?covered pineapple piece lodged in her throat. She forced it down, her eyes watering. Laying her chopsticks across the edge of her plate, Lei rubbed her forehead. She hadn’t meant to get her best friend—?and family ‘aumakua—?captured when she picked Pele’s flower. And she definitely hadn’t known that Pele would take Kaipo’s pendant. Now he was an ?aumakua in distress, his body acting like he was a mere mortal, complete with-slow?-healing wounds. Lei tried using her mo?o scale, a world-?class healing agent from an ancient giant lizard--like animal, but wasn’t able to fix him. No one was sure why it worked for her but not for him. Worst. Friend. Ever. Lei snapped her hair band on her wrist, punctuating her thoughts. Tutu gave her a look and Lei straightened her shoulders. The last thing she wanted to do was change Tutu’s mind on the whole forgiveness thing. She needed to be helpful. She needed to find that necklace. “What if Makani goes and spies on Pele?” Lei wondered aloud, thinking about her favorite playful wind. “Maybe they’d find out where she put the necklace.” The wind tugged twice on her hair, clearly pleased to be included in the plan. Ilikea frowned, the white plumeria behind her left ear bobbing as she forked the remaining chow mein from the center serving dish onto her ceramic plate with one hand. Her other hand fiddled with the new ivory-colored bat pendant hanging from a black cord. It was a gift from the snow goddess Poli?ahu for Ilikea’s role in Kaipo’s rescue—?evidence of her graduation to a full-?fledged ‘aumakua with the ability to change shapes. Lei felt herself staring at the girl, searching for signs of her familiar bat form. Her hand movements were a little erratic, her eyes were still black. Her thick hair darkened from a rich golden color around her face to not?-quite-?black as the wavy ends reached her mid-?back, the flower behind her ear where the white patch of fur used to be. The girl spoke up between bites. “I mean, yeah, cool, another chance to become flash-fri...
