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Teaser Tuesday ~ Mina and the Cult by Amy McCaw

Teaser Tuesday ~ Mina and the Cult by Amy McCaw

Mina and the Cult by Amy McCaw, Blue cover with a group of teens standing in front of a derelict house
I flipped through my book and landed on page 85!
A  creaking step was the only answer. Jared would call out, so who or whatever I was dealing with wasn’t him. They likely had no idea where I was exactly, so I had the upper hand. The terror came with a rush of memories about Sam chasing me through the mansion with a knife in his hand. I stood out of sight at the top of the stairs, listening. Was that another footstep? I left the stake down my waistband. Since a vampire would have to be invited in, this was probably a human. A hard shove down the stairs was my best option.
I wanted so badly to look down the stairs, but I couldn’t risk showing myself. I inched up to the corner. The top step was also a creaker, so that would be my cue to move. I held my hand over my mouth, breathing quietly against it like all the girls in horror movies.
Review for Gorgeous Gruesome Faces

Review for Gorgeous Gruesome Faces

Gorgeous Gruesome Faces by Linda Cheng, Horror, K-pop, competition, lgbt, horror, Girl's face up and close with make-up and glitter and blood,“Something cold brushes up against my open palm, and my heart trips.
Slowly, stiff, icy fingers curl in against my outstretched hand. Jagged nails drag along the inside of my palm. I fight the urge to pull away. Don’t open your eyes, Candie’s warning from two years ago rings in my head. I grip on to that ghostly hand without hesitation.”

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First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Clever Creatures of the Night by Samantha Mabry

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Clever Creatures of the Night by Samantha Mabry

Clever Creatures of the Night by Samantha Mabry, House covered in plants with a girl on the roof, horror
All the early mornings look like this: The distant hills are shrouded by a dull grey murk. The trees are frozen in their stark stances. The sky is so thick and ash-coloured that it’s impossible to tell what kind of birds soar silently by until they let out their small, distinguishable cries. When the sun finally hauls itself up and over the zigzag horizon, its wak light is tissue-paper pink.
Is this beautiful or not?