(Call Me Grim #2)
by Elizabeth Holloway
Publication Date: November 2015
Genre: YA, Paranormal
Libbi and Aaron are Grim Reapers on the
run. They may have escaped their hometown of Carroll Falls unscathed,
and are together and alive (well, more or less), but they’ll soon
find there’s a price to pay. A deadly one.
By escaping Carroll Falls, Libbi and
Aaron have broken the Reaper’s covenant with Abaddon, aka Death
himself – and now they’re right at the top of Abaddon’s Most
Wanted list. There’s nowhere to hide, and not a single person,
alive or dead, they can turn to for help.
But just as it's looking like the end
of the line, Libbi hears word of a Reaper in hiding – a Reaper who
once escaped Abaddon's wrath. Finding this mysterious Reaper might be
the perfect solution… if Death doesn’t find them first.
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***EXCERPT***
A Little Horror
“She’s in the house,” I say.
“I know.” He snatches his shoes from my
hands and shoves his sockless feet into them. “We’ve got to get
out of here.”
“How? She’s downstairs. We’ll run right
into her.”
He glances at the wall behind him and shakes
his head. Nope. Can’t get out that way. He turns back around and
points straight at the wall of junk that blocks the expansive attic.
“We run through all of that,” he says. “And
when we get outside, we fly.”
As huge as the attic is, it looks like a
postage stamp when I think of using it as a runway. Plus, I have to
run through all of that stuff? I really wish I had more time to
practice the Reaper powers before we left Carroll Falls. It would
have been useful.
“That’s not enough of a head start for me,
Aaron,” I say. “Still a novice, here.”
The attic door squeaks. A solid thump on the
bottom step.
“No time for a better plan.” He seizes my
hand. “Whatever happens, don’t let her touch you. Got it?”
I nod once.
And we run. Back the way we came. Straight
through the wardrobe with the broken door. Through the leaning towers
of boxes and mountains of clothes and papers and trash. Toward
Bobby’s bedroom.
The attic stairs appear in the middle of the
rubbish. We have to pass them if we want enough speed to fly when we
reach the wall at the other end of the house.
An ashen hand slaps down on the railing at the
top of the staircase. Annalise’s greasy, dark head pops up above
the railing. Her head rotates. The skin on her neck cracks and
greenish-yellow fluid leaks from the wound. Her eyes find us.
I was right. There are no eyes there. Just
inky-black orbs.
“What are you doing?” The voice that oozes
from her throat is deep, cold, menacing. But there’s no mistaking
the surprise in it. “You don’t belong here.”
Oily tendrils of blackness unfurl from the
little girl’s shadow like tentacles. They spill over the railing
and crawl across the floor in front of us. The coppery scent of
decomposition fills the space. Whoever she used to be, she’s a
corpse now. A reanimated, rotting corpse. Mothballs suddenly don’t
smell so bad.
“Jump.” Aaron says and I do. We sail over
whatever it is that seeps from her shadow as we sprint past her.
Annalise reaches for my arm. I jerk my elbow
across my body before she touches me and the breeze from her
fingertips grazes my skin.
It was just the wind that touched me, I’m
sure, but for a moment my vision blurs. A flash of light replaces the
junk-filled attic, then pale, twisted, writhing bodies. Blood. Broken
bones. Pain. So much pain. And fear.
Just as quickly as it came, the vision
disappears. I almost lose my breakfast on the floor, but I somehow
manage to keep running. We barrel through another mountain of
junk—more furniture and boxes—and into Bobby’s bedroom.
*************
About the Author
Elizabeth Holloway is a writer of young
adult fiction living in Southern Pennsylvania with her two teen
children and their growing number of pets.
In addition to writing, she is a
registered nurse, an avid reader, an out-of-practice artist, a
karaoke singer, and music lover. She is still trying to decide what
she wants to be when she grows up.
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- One (1) winner will receive a $15 Amazon gift card and a digital copy of Death Becomes Me by Elizabeth Holloway (INT)
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