Hannah-Beast (Dark Corners Collection, #1)

by Jennifer McMahon

And Hannah bared her teeth and growled. The lady pulled her dog inside, slammed the door in their faces. The girls all laughed loud and shrieking laughs. “You’re the real thing, Hannah-beast,” Katie said, twirling around her like Hannah was the sun and she was just a little planet trying to get warm.

If you spend enough time blocking something out, built sturdy enough walls around it, then it’s almost like it didn’t happen.

Hannah. It was Hannah’s face. Hello, Manda Panda. Long time no see.

“Benjamin and Brian were sleeping in the hayloft. They do it every Halloween.”