The Stalking Dead (Gang of Ghouls, #1)

by Eva Chase

they’d made it more than clear that I wasn’t getting rid of them. I wasn’t even sure I’d want to anymore.

Before my horrified eyes, he dug into it with his teeth to break the peel and then squeezed sour juice all over the contents of his chip bag. That right there was the scariest thing I’d seen all day.

her figure was soft and warm against mine. Her smell flooded my lungs. Maybe the four of us lost souls had never gotten there the usual way, but I’d finally made it to heaven right now.