The Night Circus

I will be the first to admit that I am a total pushover for teeny-bopper series; I got sucked into the Twilight series.  It was terrible but I couldn't put the damned thing down; next I inhaled The Hunger Games which was much better than the first; lastly I've become engulfed in The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern, which was much better than the first and second mentioned.

It begins:

The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not. Within the black-and-white striped canvas tents is an utterly unique experience full of breathtaking amazements. It is called Le Cirque des Rêves, and it is only open at night.

But behind the scenes, a fierce competition is underway—a duel between two young magicians, Celia and Marco, who have been trained since childhood expressly for this purpose by their mercurial instructors. Unbeknownst to them, this is a game in which only one can be left standing, and the circus is but the stage for a remarkable battle of imagination and will. Despite themselves, however, Celia and Marco tumble headfirst into love—a deep, magical love that makes the lights flicker and the room grow warm whenever they so much as brush hands.

True love or not, the game must play out, and the fates of everyone involved, from the cast of extraordinary circus per­formers to the patrons, hang in the balance, suspended as precariously as the daring acrobats overhead.

Get it.  That's all I have to say.  And next thing you know, they'll probably make a movie out of this one too.