Today marks the official stop for the Something Wicked Returns blog hop on the Serial Reader! As promised, there's lots of scary things to keep you up at night, teehee.
First up, One Dark Halloween Night by John Kohlbrennar!
“The ultimate Halloween adventure.” – Professor Grimmgraves..
From a distance, the town of Autumnville never seemed quite right – the area being picturesque while at the same time haunting. It was a quiet, peaceful place to live, but there was a strange feeling that permeated the town and its people as Halloween approached. An eerie feeling that descended upon Autumnville, and no one knew why… until now.
Jason Myers, a 12-year-old boy who enjoyed all things monsters, discovers through a mysterious Halloween blog that monsters may be very real. On the blog is a video of a witch flying on a broom sighting. While showing it to his three best friends, they come to the horrible realization that it was filmed in the very town they live in.
The four friends will have to face a host of ghosts, witches, scarecrows, and other terrifying nightmares that have invaded Autumnville for a dark and sinister purpose. The boys will have many terrifying encounters and ultimately uncover the real secret behind Halloween. But Jason is not completely helpless, for he has the unwanted aid of a monstrous ally, and of course, Jason’s own incredible secret!
On the computer screen, an image of a blue sky appeared, with small clouds seen in the distance, and on the right edge they could see part of an old brass colored clock tower. Then the image starts shaking as a black shape in the sky whizzes past the tower too quickly to see clearly and is gone. The video then pauses a few seconds and then starts over again at the beginning. This time it is so zoomed in, that the grainy image of the clock tower dominates a third of the screen. Digital noise can be seen splashing across the image, and the boys could tell that the video was being slowed down. First there is only the blue sky next to the tower, peaceful and boring. The image then jarringly begins to slowly move back and forth as what looked like a gray wooden handle entered the scene from the left. Boom! Now filling the screen is an old lady in a black dress, wearing a pointy hat, riding on a broom. The image almost seems to shudder as she dominates the screen, and before she passed behind the clock tower she fixed the camera with her hideous gaze.
“Whoa that is freaky,” Fred gasped.
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Next up is Dawn of the Apocalypse, an apocalyptic young adult thriller. If the book above doesn't scare you, this one will!
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January 1, 2000.
May 21, 2011.
December 21, 2012
These are just a few of the days humans prophesied as bringing catastrophic events that would end the world. We predicted nuclear warfare. Drastic climate change. A call from God.
We were wrong.
Cue the gargoyle invasion—laboratory bred mutants designed to slaughter humans. When the government goes AWOL and gargoyles are swarming by the hundreds, it's up to the citizens of the United States to regroup and save themselves.
Meet Cliff Matthews, a teenage boy separated from his entire family with the exception of his younger sister, whom he is desperate to keep alive. Along the quest to save their lives, he encounters people who aren't all that they seem. Everyday's a battle, but if he can't trust his own species, where does that leave his family?
And we can't forget the man who may be willing to sacrifice Cliff's life, if it means world domination.
In terms of doomsday, no one could've seen this coming.
His back felt like it had been ran over with a steam roller. It cried out in pain and he wanted to return to the ground and let smoke cradle him as his heart slowed to invisible beats.
His legs felt like they'd been drained of blood. Pins and needles burned at his thighs. His legs gave way. The arms hoisting him up prevented his crash to the ground.
Cliff tried again, extending his legs to their full potential as he began to pick his feet up one at a time, advancing towards wherever the freshest air was. He opened his eyes, but found that it made no difference. All that hung in front of him was thick blankets of smoke. He could hear the fire crackling in the background. He knew the fire wouldn’t be as much of a peaceful death as the smoke. He would burn from the inside and out. The fire would beat him senseless than mercilessly eat up his body until it was unrecognizable dust.
And Cliff wasn’t in the mood for that at the moment.
The arms were still supporting him as they made their way though the room of darkness. He kept fresh air on his mind to motivate him to keep going. Because as of right now, smoke and oxygen were having a fight inside his lungs. And the smoke was winning.
A burst of light flashed past him as a spark fell from the ceiling. "Okay, a little faster now," the voice urged forcefully, as the spark grew into a flame. Cliff’s eyes focused on the space in front of him. Were those big glowing green eyes in the smoke?
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