by J.Q. Davis
Genre: YA Horror/Sci-fi
Release Date: June 10th 2014
**Medal Winner
of the 2014 New Apple Book Awards in the E-Book Sci-Fi/Fantasy/Horror
Category**
Life or
death?
It all seems
to be the same for Grace…
Some of us
have been there before -- falling for the hot, popular jock who just so happens
to be dating the hot, popular girl in school.
Your
snarky-but-always-right bestie insists you make a move, but you’re not so much
into putting yourself out there.
Then it
happens, and suddenly you find yourself eating a cat on your neighbor’s
porch.
No? Never
happened to you?
Well, Grace
Watkins can’t say the same. Her hunger is growing with each day that passes and
her urges are getting harder to control.
No one can
explain why her body is changing, except one man.
NOW PERMAFREE!
My heart began to race as I stroked the soft, warm object that was
now at the level of my waist. Whatever it was, it seemed to be in a parallel
position. I took in a deep whiff from point to point, hearing my stomach howl
at me to begin my feast.
I rubbed my hand slowly against the object, allowing the warmth to
seep through my cool fingertips. I brought my nose down, inhaling one more
large breath before I finally opened my mouth wide and sunk my teeth in.
Tepid liquid quickly began to pool around my lips. I sucked it up
and bit down deeper, making my way through the layers. With each one, I dug
deeper with my teeth, gnawing through…eagerly awaiting the moment I tasted what
I was yearning for.
But before I could make it there, I heard a screech and the object
began to move.
It was moving. It was trying to get away from me.
It couldn’t. It was mine.
I held it down, using all of my strength, as I searched around
with my free hand in the darkness. I felt something. Soft, feathery... almost
like a pillow. I grabbed it and quickly laid it over the source of where the
moans were coming from. The object tried to push my arms away but I fought it.
I had to protect what was mine.
I pressed down hard using both my hands. The object continued to
try to maneuver its way out of my hold, but I used every ounce of force I had
to keep it still.
Then finally, it stopped. I left the pillow where it was and
searched for the spot I was working on. I found it and slowly entered my finger
inside of what I had already started. Using my nails, I began to tear. I opened
wider, using my other hand to scoop out what I was looking for this whole time.
And with the first taste, my mind flew off to a faraway land. A land that was
familiar to me, but so foreign. A place that I had only dreamed of.
Each taste, each mouthful awakened a part of me that I had never
known. The sweet and bitter tenderness of every chew sent my body into a
whirlwind.
There is a merchandise shop for the series called, The Turning
Shop.
The Turning Shop
When she was little girl, she
aspired to become a writer. But then one day, she learned about zombies...and
now she wants to be a zombie.
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