The Grimmelings

Rachael King, 1970-

Book - 2025

"The same evening Josh Underhill went missing, the black horse appeared on the hill above the house. Ella knows that words are powerful. So she should have known better than to utter a wish and a curse on the same day. Who is Gus, the boy with the impish grin, who seems to appear in answer to her wish? And what does the black horse want? When Ella finds that her grandmother's warnings of creatures that dwell in the lake are more than just stories, she and her pony Magpie are drawn into a dangerous, life-saving mission"--Amazon.com.

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Subjects
Genres
Fantasy fiction
Published
New York : Margaret K. McElderry Books 2025
Language
English
Main Author
Rachael King, 1970- (author)
Edition
First Margaret K. McElderry Books hardcover edition
Item Description
"Originally published in Australia and New Zealand in 2024 by Allen & Unwin."--Title page verso.
Physical Description
278 pages ; 22 cm
Audience
Ages 8-12.
ISBN
9781665984225
9781665984218
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Review by Booklist Review

Ella comes from a long line of strong women, from her witchy Scottish grandma to a mother who has succeeded in establishing a top sightseeing stable in New Zealand. Ella loves her equine-oriented existence, but there's sadness, too: her father went missing, and the town regards the family as a curious coven. Ella worries that the town's fears might have merit when she curses a local boy who promptly disappears, and the appearance of an unsettling wild stallion does nothing to allay her fears. Family secrets float to the surface, old loves come to light, and Ella will have to use all of her wiles to subdue a cunning kelpie and save her family and town. King deftly weaves Scottish folklore and vocabulary into a deliciously creepy and supremely satisfying story. The eerie atmosphere and unsettling interactions are wonderfully countered by fiercely loving familial (and animal) relationships, and the beguiling book will particularly appeal to horse or horror fans. A creative, compelling reminder of the power that words and stories can contain.

From Booklist, Copyright (c) American Library Association. Used with permission.
Review by Horn Book Review

Ella lives with her mother, younger sister Fiona, and Scottish grandmother Grizzly on a farm in New Zealand, where they run a horse-trekking business. An unfamiliar black horse appears in the first sentence of this story, and from that point onward chaos and terror are released into their lives. A classmate disappears. The weather gets dramatic. The townspeople, already a bit mistrustful of this household of four women, pull even further away. The magpies are behaving oddly. Grizzly starts voicing gnomic Scottish warnings, and Fiona seems to be constructing odd little charms of feather and bone. Tension builds through King's use of an atmospheric landscape, Scottish-dialect words that lend strangeness to this crisply realized world, and the gradual reveal that the black horse is a malevolent kelpie (the water horse of Scottish folklore). The practicalities of horse trekking, with its chores and annoying customers, give readers brief, down-to-earth breaks from the aura of looming disaster, but nothing can prevent the malevolent spirit from attempting to reenact his ancient narrative in a new place, on a new generation. The writing is taut and intense, tackling high stakes with a memorable setting and a cast of believable characters, both adult and child, in the tradition of Susan Cooper. Sarah EllisJanuary/February 2026 p.73 (c) Copyright The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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Review by Kirkus Book Review

When a New Zealand family is menaced by a creature of Scottish legend, they fight back to protect themselves and their neighbors. Grimmelings are "the first or last gleams of the day," and Ella learned about them from Grizzly--her Scottish grandmother, Griselda, who calls herself a "word-hoarder." Ella lives with her family (who are cued white), including little sister Fiona, their mother, Morag, and Grizzly, whose cancer has returned. Morag runs a horse-trekking business with help from Hana, who's Māori. Grandad drowned in the nearby lake, and Dad disappeared by the lake as well, six years ago, although his body was never found. When a class bully goes missing after Ella curses him, she feels guilty, although Ella isn't from a house of witches, contrary to local rumor. But a kelpie has pursued her grandmother from Scotland through a "thin place" in the lake that allows passage between worlds--and it won't leave their family in peace until they defeat it. Each woman and girl is strong in her own way, and Ella's bond with her pony, Magpie, proves crucial in the fight, which ends in a climactic scene at the spring fair. A final chapter set at midsummer serves as an epilogue. Ella is a fierce hero, and the kelpie is a ferocious adversary. King effectively weaves together horses, Scottish mythology, and family history, threading the story with themes of conservation, awe of the natural world, and delight in new words. Prepare to be beglamoured.(Fantasy. 9-12) Copyright (c) Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

Copyright (c) Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

Chapter 1 1 GRIMMELINGS:the first or last gleams of the day The same evening Josh Underhill went missing, the black horse appeared on the hill above the house. It was Ella's favorite time of day, when magic could happen: the sky a deep indigo, bleeding to pink at the horizon, and the last of the mauve light draining from the land. The grimmelings. As she stood upstairs at her bedroom window, Ella could just make out her piebald pony, Magpie, and the other horses moving around the paddock contentedly. She opened the window and leaned out. "Maggieee!" An answering whinny from Magpie carried on the breeze and settled inside her like a promise. Tomorrow they would ride. The first star hung bright and low over the horizon. Ella took a deep breath, inhaling the crisp air. She should make a wish. But what would it be? Nothing so big as asking for her father back, or for her gran, Grizzly, not to die. That was the same wish she made nearly every night when she glimpsed Venus in the sky. Something simpler. A friend. She'd like a friend for the school holidays, so she didn't have to be alone. Beyond the paddock, a chattering disturbance erupted in the sky. A cloud of birds reeled in the air, darkened shapes barely visible against the coming night, making it seem alive, a pulsing shadow. She couldn't tell from here what kind of birds they were but she'd never seen a flock behave like that before. Another movement caught her eye. Outlined against the light on the lower slopes of the Ben, the great hill that overlooked the property: another horse. Not one of their own. It moved restlessly, back and forth, then stopped. It was just a shape, really, but she sensed it: a dark horse, with power in its muscles, half unlocking a memory that stayed just out of reach. The bird cloud hovered above as if waiting, holding its breath. The dull ache that had been in her lower belly all day flared and she heard her own voice in her head: You're cursed, Josh Underhill. Ella jerked back from the window. She didn't know where the horse had come from or who it belonged to, but she got the distinct feeling it had been watching the house, watching her . She closed the curtains, shutting it out. As she came down the stairs, her mother's phone rang. "Hello?" Her mother flicked a tea towel over her shoulder. "Oh, Raewyn, hi. What's up?" Her voice was stiff. The locals never rang Morag for a chat, or for anything friendly, really. "No, I haven't seen him. I'll ask them." She took the phone from her ear. "Girls, did you see Josh Underhill after school at all?" Ella and her little sister, Fiona, looked at each other. "Yes, he was on the bus." What they didn't say was that they'd been glad to get off it, away from Josh and his honking voice. He'd tried to trip Fiona as they walked down the aisle, even though she was only half his size. "Get lost, dafty ," Ella had called back to him, channeling Grizzly. Josh had grinned at her with a puzzled look, so she'd tried again: "Go jump in the lake!" "Whatya gonna do?" Josh sneered. "Put a curse on me? Get your gran to do it? Or your mum? My dad says you're a house of witches and you can't pay your rent." He nudged the kid next to him, who wriggled away and refused to look at anyone. "Yes," said Ella, turning as she followed Fiona off the bus. "That's exactly what I'm going to do." She pointed at him. "You're cursed, Josh Underhill. Better watch out!" She felt uneasy at the memory. "Did you see him after that, maybe?" asked Morag. "No. Why?" said Fiona. Morag held up one finger--wait--and went back to Raewyn. "No, they didn't see him after the bus. What does Susan think happened to him? Does he have any friends he might have gone to see? Yes, of course you have. I'm so sorry. Let us know what we can do." She hung up. "What is it?" asked Ella. But she knew. You're cursed . "Josh has gone missing. They're sending out a search party." And just like that, a shiver of darkness descended on the Basin. Excerpted from The Grimmelings by Rachael King All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.