Tempting
Death
The Grim Trilogy, #1
by Elizabeth Holloway
Publication date: May 30th 2016
Genres: Paranormal Romance, Young Adult
by Elizabeth Holloway
Publication date: May 30th 2016
Genres: Paranormal Romance, Young Adult
BLURB
The truck should have turned
Libbi Piper into a Libbi pancake, but a mysterious boy named Aaron saved her
life. The problem? Aaron’s the local Grim Reaper. The bigger problem? He saved
Libbi’s life so she can take over his job.
Libbi has just days to choose
between dying like she was supposed to or living a lonely life as Death
Incarnate. The choice only gets harder when she learns Aaron’s reasons for
wanting out of the whole morbid business. Basically, his job sucks.
Still, when Aaron looks at her,
there’s something more in his eyes. Something dark and secret. Something he’s
hiding. Libbi will be damned if she’ll die without figuring it out. And she’ll
be damned if she lets him go.
The creep
is back.
I may not
be able to see him, but I know he’s here, somewhere. Call it intuition. Or
maybe it’s just the eerie memory of when the guy stared me down last night. I
don’t know, but I’m not taking any chances.
I hunch
over my history final and release my thick hair from behind my ears. It swings
forward like a dark-brown curtain and hides my face.
Show’s over, buddy.
Show’s over, buddy.
I can’t
look around, not with Mr. Winkler on “cheater duty.” Hopefully, the guy will
get bored and go wherever the hell he went last night when he took off.
The final
is what’s important. I need to focus on this test.
I read
the next question on the page, but the loser’s gaze bores through my dark
shield of hair and my arms erupt in gooseflesh. Before I can skim the multiple
choice answers, my eyes betray me and shoot up to scan the classroom.
Mr.
Winkler sits at his desk scratching at some poor schlub’s paper with his red
pen of doom. His bald head gleams in the harsh fluorescent light. God, I hope
it’s not my paper he’s destroying. I can’t afford another bad grade in this
class.
I quickly
scan the rest of the classroom through the part in my hair, but everyone is
working. Eerie feeling or not, nobody’s looking at me.
But I
know someone is watching. Just like last night, I can feel his stalker stare.
This is
ridiculous. I shake my head and rub my arms to dispel the goose bumps. This guy
has freaked me out so much I’m imagining his eyes on me now. I don’t have time
for this. I have an exam to finish.
The tip
of my pencil hovers over the letter C, and something in my peripheral vision
shifts. I snap my head up and finally see him.
The guy I
caught staring at me at the art show last night, the guy who warned me
something bad was going to happen to me today, stands at the tiny rectangular
window in the door. He tilts his head and his ice-blue eyes lock on mine,
sending a shiver through my body.
Shake it
off, Libbi, I tell myself. He’s just a crazy boy with a crush.
Actually,
with his tousled black hair and his nose pressed against the glass like that,
he looks a little like a lost puppy. If he wasn’t so creepy, I’d almost feel
sorry for him. But couldn’t he choose a better time than the middle of my
history final to eyeball me? Plus, he said he wanted to talk to me alone, and
this is most certainly not alone.
I point
to my partially finished test and mouth, “Final exam.”
He nods.
A half-smile lifts the corners of his lips.
“Bye.” I
wave my hand.
“I need
to talk to you,” he mouths.
“No,” I
reply, but he continues to stand at the door.
Dude,
catch a clue already. I spin away from the door, sneak a peek at Mr. Winkler,
and shove the eraser of my pencil between my teeth. I yank the eraser out of
its metal holder and flick it at the back of Haley’s head. Her chair squeaks as
she jumps and whips around to glare at me.
“What?”
she whispers.
“Look.” I
point over my shoulder with my pencil to the classroom door. “That crazy guy I
told you about is at the window.”
We turn
to the door together, but the window’s empty. He must be a shy creeper.
“Where?”
Haley says.
“Never
mind. He’s gone.” I slump back in my chair. At least I can finish my test in
peace.
Author Info
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 a music lover. She is still trying to decide what she wants to be when she
grows up.
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