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Here is a series of books which I enjoy reading which you might like too.

1. The whole of the Warrior Cat series by Erin Hunter
2. The whole of the Redwall series by Brian Jacques
3. The whole of the Elyon series by Patrick Carman
4. The Mistmantle Chronicles by M. I. McAllister
5. Famous Five by Enid Blyton
6. Secret Seven by Enid Blyton
7. The whole of the Narnia series by C. S. Lewis
8. The whole of the Malory Towers series by Enid Blyton
9. The whole of the St. Clares series by Enid Blyton
10. The whole of the Dear America series (Each book has a different author)

Here are lists of books that I enjoyed which aren't in a series which you might like.

1. Princess Academy by Shannon Hale
2. Secret Garden by Francis Hudson Burnett
3. A Little Princess by Francis Hudson Burnett
4. Our Only May Amelia by Jennifer L. Holm
5. Caddie Woodland by Carol Ryrie Brink
6. Thunder from the Sea by Joan Hiatt Harlow

Comments

Pat LaVarre said…
I asked a friend to list books liked by other young women of twelve years of age who like Redwall/ Brian Jacques. Her answer was:

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Some good fantasy/fiction books are called the Immortal series by Tamora Peirce. I would recommend those to her. The first book is called Wild magic, if you are okay letting her read books with magic in them. I wouldn't recommend the other books by this author. They aren't very appropriate for some one her age.

Another good book is the blue sword. It's set in the late 1800's early 1900's, but it has horse-back fighting and tactics in it. Very interesting.

Also, I'd just go to the library and get books on how castles, and such were built. I highly recommend all of these books.

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Amy said…
I love the Little Princess!!

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