
This fantasy horror novel will transport you to a gothic boarding school filled with secrets, ancient clans, and supernatural abilities.
Amber, a young girl sent to boarding school at the age of seventeen, is thrust into a new and mysterious world.
Unaware of the reasons behind her uncle's decision, she leaves the secluded castle she once called home. Little does she know that danger lurks in the shadows, and her own safety is at stake. As Amber unravels her clan's ancient secret, she discovers a remarkable ability—she can change her body to match the shape of her soul.
Alison, a newcomer to the boarding school, who finds herself compelled to accept a daring challenge. Her dare leads her to the dreaded room thirteen on the anniversary of Lily's death.
Armed with only a Ouija Board, Alison finds herself face-to-face with the ghost of Lily, who presents her with a perplexing riddle. Determined to uncover the truth about Lily's fate, Alison embarks on a journey that will test her courage and unveil hidden mysteries.
Boarding School for Supernatural Girls is an atmospheric and enthralling page-turner that explores themes of belonging, self-discovery, and the untapped powers that lie within.

Editorial Review
Reviewed by Dinah Roseberry for Readers' Favorite
The Shape of My Soul by Lynette Ferreira is a wonderfully sweet paranormal romance that does not allow the paranormal to overshadow the romantic intrigue in any way. Ferreira remembers the number one rule for romance novels, and that is the romance comes first! (Not everyone remembers that.)
The strength of characters is brought to the forefront gently by Ferreira, and I found myself really, really caring about Amber and hoping that Bradley would turn into someone worth loving. The scenes are very well written and the setting is dazzling. The Shape of My Soul by Lynette Ferreira will give you a satisfying feeling, both as you read and once you finish, as well as a desire to know more—much more—about Amber and her clan and how she will survive in the future. Trust me, it won’t be easy. “Oh. My. Effing. Snowball.” I think I have found a new expletive!