Death Is My BFF (Book 1 Original Series)

The flickering neon sign of 'Joe's Sloppy House' cast a sickly green glow across the empty street as Faith, huddled in her oversized hoodie, tried to make sense of the muffled screams emanating from within. The midnight news had just reported another bizarre incident at the infamous diner, something about 'rodent molestation' and 'suspected cannibalism.' Faith shivered, not from the cold, but from the unsettling feeling that had been creeping into her life lately.

She tugged at the hem of her worn jeans, her mind still replaying the bizarre encounter from the night before: the smashed garbage can, the phantom child, and the looming shadow with a scythe that had somehow materialized in her driveway. It had to be a dream, a byproduct of too many horror movies and not enough sleep. Yet, the persistent ache in her stomach, right where that old scar lay, told a different story. Her phone buzzed, pulling her from her thoughts, a text from her mom reminding her about the dreaded pumpkin patch trip with Aunt Sarah and Andrew.