Books by Tracey Baptiste

In a richly designed work with maps, portraits, and graphics throughout, the award-winning author of the Jumbies series shows readers this underrepresented side of Black history and Black excellence.

New York Times bestselling author Tracey Baptiste and acclaimed illustrator Amber Ren take readers on a fun, creepy, storytime-ready romp through a forest filled with creatures from Caribbean folklore.I'm looking for a jumbie, I'm going to find a scary one.But Mama says jumbies exist only in stories. So Naya sets out on a nighttime adventure to find out for herself.No such thing, say the friends she makes along the way. But Naya is sure that jumbies are real. Some have big mouths. Or thick fur. Or glowing skin. Or sharp teeth. Kind of like her new friends....Looking for a Jumbie is a gentle, bouncy, and creepily fun read-aloud inspired by traditional Caribbean tales.

Corinne LaMer defeated the wicked jumbie Severine months ago, but things haven't exactly gone back to normal in her Caribbean island home. Everyone knows Corinne is half-jumbie, and many of her neighbours treat her with mistrust.

*** The second official Minecraft tie-in novel, following the Sunday Times bestseller The Island ***The brand-new official Minecraft novel is an action-packed thriller!

Bianca og hendes bedste ven Lonnie er involveret i et biluheld, og da Bianca vågner, er hun næsten lammet og skal blive på hospitalet i længere tid. Hun søger tilflugt i en ny virtual reality-udgave af Minecraft, hvor hun møder to andre, der også er indlagt på hospitalet. De tre børn opdager, at der er fanget i spillet. Intet fungerer, som det burde, og de bliver angrebet af figurer, der ligner mennesker, som Bianca kender fra det virkelige liv. Sammen giver de sig til at lede efter Lonnie. Men er Lonnie egentlig også med i spillet, og kan Bianca hjælpe ham tilbage til virkeligheden?

Jumbies are just tricksters parents make up to frighten their children. Then one night Corinne chases an agouti all the way into the forbidden forest. Those shining yellow eyes that followed her to the edge of the trees, they couldn't belong to a jumbie. Or could they?