Great Books for Kids, Tweens and Teens, Ages: 8-14 😉

This unique collection is full of action-packed stories, that are thoughtful, funny, inspiring, and educational!

The collection includes four books:

The Game of Lost and Found (Mission Possible Series)

I lost my dog. 

My best friend, the dog I love with all my heart, a hairy canine, whom I  adopted from the shelter just weeks ago. I lost him, even though I had promised to take care of him—forever and ever. I messed up BIG TIME ( just like I always do).

The question is how do I find him now, in a strange city I barely know, all the way across the ocean from my home in New Jersey (somewhere in the middle of nowhere—or, to be more precise, in Central Europe, where my parents decided to move me), so not only I had to leave my friends behind, I had to change schools—twice. And changing schools is not fun, to put it mildly. 

Now, I have no friends, no dog, and my parents will be so mad at me when they find out… 

And to make matters worse, the only reward I offer is the measly 128 zlotys, plus 15 dollars and 27 cents I have stashed in my drawer for a rainy day. 

So, yeah, basically, I’m a complete loser! 

Now, I’m roaming the city streets searching for him, just like I’ve been doing before, only then, I was playing Pokémon and Save-the-World Mania, my favorite game by far, and THIS is for real. 

I can’t believe I let it happen!

With dogs disappearing all around town and my new classmates presenting me scenarios from silly and funny to the terrifying, will I find him before it is too late?

The Barf Story: Confessions of Barf Master (Mission Possible)

***They say—when life gives you lemons, make lemonade, but what do you do with spinach, kale, or dandelion? I say—toss the green stuff with bananas and strawberries into a blender and make GREEN BARF!***

After being awarded the Biggest Loser badges by the popular vote, Adam, Diego, and Jai are officially at the top of the Wall of Shame in their school, but does that mean they’re going to sit around and whine about it?

Well… maybe a bit, but not for long!

The three friends are assigned an impossible mission by the school principal to convince their classmates to start eating healthy foods served in the cafeteria. Everybody knows fruits, veggies, and greens may be good for your body, but disastrous for your image, and most teenagers would rather be caught dead than eating steamed broccoli, kale, or tofu. 

Armed with blenders, juicers, and vegetable peelers, the trio sets off on the quest to win the Health and Nutrition Science Fair, against the Strong and Fit Team, lead by two school bullies, who won’t shy away from anything to wipe all competition off their way…


Adam blames his health-nut blogger mom for getting him in trouble by publishing damaging photos of him and his friends on her website, drinking green barf, a.k.a. green smoothies, in Angry Birds pajamas.

When Adam discovers that the drinks he so endearingly called ‘Ogre’s Barf’ and “Superman’s Tonic’ (which he’d been duped into drinking since he was little by his blogger-mom), contained ingredients, such as spinach, kale, and dandelion; he gets on a mission to correct his mistake and prove his ‘coolness’ by dutifully making up for the years lost on eating healthy foods.

Adam starts his own blog and video channel and intends to get on a mischievous crusade until a Mystery Girl he befriends helps him realize that the knowledge he possesses can actually benefit others and let him make a big splash at the school’s Healthy Living and Eating Science Fair (and maybe even win the first prize!).

My Limpy Dog: A Dog Adoption Story: A MUST-READ If You Want a Pet, From 8 to 14 to 114 Years Old  

If the answer is YES, then this book is for you!
Have you ever thought of adopting a dog?

If the answer is YES, then this book is for you!

The story is about a boy named Adam (that’s me!) and a dog, Ramses (that’s the Limpy Dog from the title, it’s because he has a cute limp that makes him look like he’s skipping when he walks), and how we’ve met each other. (SPOILER ALERT: it happened in an animal shelter, and, yes, Ramses is adopted!).

I’m not going to sugar-coat it–adopting a dog is a lot of fun, but also a big responsibility and the whole process hasn’t been easy. The decision to adopt can be a scary one and my parents weren’t so keen about it at first.

I remember having many questions: Are we going to become friends? Is he going to like me? Who’s going to take care of him? And–are we all going to regret it?

You’ll have to read the book to find out what happened, but if you ever thought about getting a dog (or a cat), read my story to find out if it

(ANOTHER SPOILER ALERT: The answer is a resounding YES! Everybody in my family fell madly, deeply and totally head over heels in love with the hairy canine who is now a member of our tribe; and we simply cannot imagine our life without him anymore.)

But if you want to know the whole story, you’ll have to read it.

WARNING! This book contains content that goes straight to your heart, and may cause you to take actions with unforeseeable, long-lasting, life-changing consequences; like taking a dirty, stinky, and scared four-legged hairy canine (or feline) alien into your lovely home, resulting in hearts opened, minds changed, sofas damaged, homework eaten, floors dirtied, food stolen, shoes gnawed on, carpets puked on, lawns pooped on; but, also–hours of play, fun, and laughter, loads of snuggles and wet kisses, unconditional friendship and affection, and… love. CONSIDER YOURSELF WARNED!

So, adopt, don’t shop! (And buy this book today!)

Barf! My Big Book of Smoothies (Confessions of Barf Drinker with 50+ Smoothie Recipes and Tips for Kids and Adults from 7 to 107 years old)

Mom calls them Green Smoothies.
I call them Green Barf.
I’ve been drinking barf longer than I can remember—for most of my life, according to Mom. She made me do it!
I really didn’t have any complaints about drinking barf for a long time. At least, not until I was old enough to realize what’s in it, which only happened recently, thanks to my buddies who enlightened me. To my horror, I found out I had a big problem on my hands.
And an embarrassing one to boot!
Turns out the green stuff I’ve been drinking so gullibly—and even calling it endearing names too embarrassing to mention (don’t ask me, I’m not ready to admit it…just yet)—contains some the most gag-inducing stuff on the face of this planet and basically makes any normal kid want to throw up, stuff like raw spinach, parsley leaves, and broccoli florets, for example.
Yeah—thanks, Mom!
If we lived in a truly just society—where kids had personal freedom and power—Mom would be in deep, deep trouble.
She’d face charges of reckless parenting, and maybe even worse. We’re talking endangering the social life of her offspring (me!) by sneakily making me consume stuff without my knowledge—and without informing me about the potential consequences of doing so.
Like the risk of becoming a social misfit, a laughing stock of the whole school, and possibly an outcast for life.
To illustrate my point, consider the following scenario.
Even to this day, when my friends come over, Mom would bring me a glass of barf to drink right in front of them! But that’s not all. She’d offer barf to them as well; instead of a cola, sprite or ginger ale—which is the stuff that normal kids drink.
(Mom, if you’re reading this, please, stop doing that! You’re emBARFassing me!)
So, until my buddies enlightened me, I was blissfully unaware and really enjoyed my barf. And not just the green one—purple, brown, orange, red—in fact, the weirder the color, the better. Surprisingly, some of the worst looking barfs have been the tastiest, which is kind of odd, now that I think about it.
Confession #1: As I mentioned before, I used to come up with names for my drinks based on whatever my favorite characters were at the time. Names like the “Ogre Smoothie,” “Batman Magic,” or “Dark Vader’s Potion.” Mom thought they were adorable. You probably think they’re pathetic.
Feel free to laugh, that’s okay.
Confession #2: Yes, I do love green barf. (Shhh, don’t tell anyone.) But it doesn’t make what Mom did any less wrong, which is why I want to share with you my experience.
Armed with that knowledge, you’ll be able to draw your own conclusions, and—most importantly—make an educated choice.
I see my role here as your guide—and a Devil’s advocate.
In case you don’t know, Devil’s advocate is someone who argues against a cause or position, not as a committed opponent, but for the sake of argument to determine the validity of the cause or position.
Since I already confessed to you that I love green barf (what can I say, I’m addicted!) and I already have an in-depth knowledge of the topic thanks to Mom, I feel I’m the perfect candidate for the job.
Not to mention my passion for helping others. Teachers often tell me that I should be a lawyer because I argue with them all the time.
So I want to help you too, as best as I can…

Get the books today and HAPPY READING!

4 Great Books for Kids, Tweens and Teens