Knotty or Nice (MONSTER HOLIDAYS #2) by Taylor Fox EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Taylor Fox
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal / Sci-Fi
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VIOLET
These woods are haunted. Everyone knows that. After I packed my
bags and left, I told myself I would never, ever come back here. I
had faith that I would never see these trees again.
Silly me. Faith is of no use here.
A downpour forced the bus driver to take a detour, then another—until
we’re bordering the cursed woods. As if I needed a reminder of what I left
behind.
I narrow my eyes at the skeletal branches clawing at the dimming sky as
the bus jerks, struggling with the muddy road. Devil’s Mountain looms
behind, at the very heart of the forest. The town I fled is but a whisper
away, across the craggy peak.
The bus jerks again. I snuggle closer to the rain-covered window,
hugging my backpack. There’s a coldness to this place that’s not natural.
My skin rises with goosebumps. With breath bated, I mentally urge the bus
driver to get us out of here.
But what can you expect from a place called Devil’s Mountain?
The bus convulses, making me bump my head against the glass. I
clench my teeth to stop a groan as I rub my forehead. With a tired hiss, the
bus comes to a halt. The lights blink. The engine silences. There’s only the
sound of pounding rain.
It can’t get more horror movie than this.
The other handful of passengers break into a chorus of questions. I
straighten up, searching for the driver. He curses under his breath, then
opens the doors and jumps off.
I slide a glance at the woods again. The clouds hide the peak of the
mountain, but the watery sunset still illuminates the copse of trees. In
evenings like these, I used to make myself a massive mug of hot cocoa,
piled high with marshmallows. A sigh escapes me. It’s been a while.
The driver rushes back in. Memories of sweet desserts take a back seat.
“Engine’s dead,” he says, jutting a thumb over his shoulder as he wipes
water off his face. “There’s a gas station not far down the road. I’m going to
make a call, but we’ll have to wait there.”
The voices rise. “Why can’t we wait here?” is answered with “Because
another car could collide with the bus,” and “How long is this going to
take?” receives an “I have no idea.” Someone complains they’re going to
sue.
I shoot to my feet and put a smile on my face. “Shit happens,” I say,
stepping into the corridor. “At least we have a bathroom break.”
This seems to calm them down. They nod and mutter in agreement. I
wish I had some cupcakes in my backpack. That would improve everyone’s
mood.
I tighten my hold on my backpack and follow the others out of the bus.
The air reeks of damp dirt, rotting leaves, and something else. Something
other that I never smelled in any other forest I visited. Something uniquely
here.
Just what I needed to bring back all those fun memories from home.
You know, learning how to bake, losing my parents, being kidnapped…
I’m back too soon.
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