Second annual YA Spooktacular!
Welcome to the second annual YA Spooktacular, hosted by Frenzy of Noise and Wicked Awesome Books.
This year, there are three stories written by some of your favorite authors that will be posted throughout the week. Each story is a choose your adventure, where you get to decide what path to send the character down. Sometimes you live, sometimes you die, and sometimes you fall into a pit of no return.
There are also some TRICKS or TREATS scattered throughout the story, where you can enter to win prizes and get bonus points toward the prize packs. The prize pack for story #1 – The Pond in the Forest will be up tomorrow! On Halloween day, the grand prize pack will be posted. You can click the banner above to see a full list of the YASpooktacular prize packs!
Now on to the story!
Laura whipped her gaze around the room, frantic to find a hiding place. She darted inside the enormous fireplace. Pressing her back against the cold stone, she tried to keep the sound of her rapid breathing from betraying her. The shadow cast across the floor drew closer. Had he seen the movement in the fireplace? What the—those were claws! Actual claws! The dim light caught the curves like tiny moons as the webbing stretched between them with each flex of his hands.
“I know you’re in here,” the voice rasped.
“I can smell your fear.”
Laura pressed her lips tight to keep herself from screaming.
“You might as well come out. You can’t escape, anyway. You belong to us now.”
There were so many things wrong with that statement, and Laura fought down an inappropriate rush of panicky laughter. This had been the worst first date ever.
“Come out of the fireplace. I know you’re in there. Don’t make me drag you out.”
If Laura stands to face him, go to Books Complete Me.
If Laura tries to go around him and run, go to .
About the Author
Kate Kaynak was born and raised in New Jersey, but managed to escape. Until recently, she lived in Istanbul with her husband and three kids. Kate enjoys traveling, reading, writing, photography, drawing, movies, and fighting crime with her amazing superpowers. Her novel, Minder, Adversary, Legacy, and, most recently, Accused have all been published by Spencer Hill Press. This series, the Ganzfield books, will have at least six installments. You can find Kate on , on her , on and you can order her books .
Now for the Trick or Treat giveaway!
*GIVEAWAY IS NOW CLOSED Winner will be announced Nov 3rd on YA Spooktacular home blogs*
This Treat is a YA zombie gift pack. It includes…
ZOMBIE SLIPPERS from Think Geek
ZOMBIE JERKY (ummm...GROSS)
So…to sum it up… Winner gets slippers, jerky and Rot & Ruin by Jonathan Maberry, Forest of Hands and Teeth by Carrie Ryan, and Dust by Joan Frances Turner…pretty cool right? For a chance to win this treat you MUST do a trick for us by simply leaving a ZOMBIE (or Halloween) themed limerick in the comments.
Related posts:
- Announcing “Tales From Under The Grave” a Spooktacular event!
- Spooktacular Event! Darkness Story 1 part 6
- WINNER of the YA Spooktacular Trick or Treat!
- Romantic Times Feature: Interview and Giveaway: Sophie Jordan
- Mystery Week: Guest Blog and Giveaway: Author Helene Young
Oooh, I hope this one is alright. I’m not very good at limericks!
A zombie named Dolly was walking
I tried to converse but there was no talking
She ate my shoes
It got on the news
Dolly is now very jolly
The zombies come out at night
hoping to get a bite
lock all your doors
don’t be seen on the floors
and get ready for a fight
Ok that was terrible but that’s all I can come up with this early lol
The Cat was black
its paw were yellow
it had stepped in the face paint
I was using for Othello
The actor did scream
The mirage undone
I soon realized
I had no gun
To shoot the wicked beast
that suddenly appeared
peeping through the curtains
with such pointy pointy ears!
I offered him candy
and he soon turned away
I had Jelly beans you see
and he wanted Oh Henry!
I saw a zombie in the wood.
I took an axe and swung as hard as I could
The zombie fell and made a moaning noise
I just stood and kept my poise
I saw a zombie on the ground
The zombie’s legs could not be found
HAPPY SPOOKTACULAR!
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Zombie jerky is green,
And now I am too.
:)
Thanks for the story! It’s short and sweet, and I can’t wait to see where this path leads. Thanks for the seriously awesome giveaway, too!
My poem isn’t very good, but I haven’t written in a while and I loved your prompt. Thanks for the fun exercise :]
Oh zombie, oh zombie,
Your heart does not beat,
Your brain does not function,
Your teeth are not clean.
Oh zombie, your limbs
Are all rotten and gross.
You do not speak words,
You say nnnngghh and aaahhhgg.
But zombie, my zombie,
I love you to death.
What do zombies like to eat? (BRAAAAAAAAAAINS.)
What do vegetarian zombies like to eat? (GRAAAAAAAAAAINS.)
What do vegetarian zombies eat when they’re on vacation in Jamaica? (PLANTAAAAAAAINS.)
lol
my life is such a drain
this zombie is after my brain
Ill kick him far
and get in my car
zombies are such a pain
This is so awesome!
It started with the hunger pangs.
Then the irresistible craving for brains.
My skin turned ugly and green.
My face even began to look mean.
Now all I can think of is flesh, flesh, flesh.
Being a zombie can be a real mess.
Ten Little Zombies
Ten little zombies in a hurry to dine,
One was too plump and then there were nine.
Nine little zombies pounding at the gate,
One got shot-blasted and then there were eight.
Eight little zombies, the one named Kevin
Fell under a semi and then there were seven.
Seven little zombies flirted with some chicks,
One was a bad-ass and then there were six.
Six little zombies strugglin’ to survive,
One ate his ownself and then there were five.
Five little zombies stranded on the shore,
In came a big wave and then there were four.
Four little zombies climbed the tall Bellfry,
One was scared of heights and then there were three.
Three little zombies crawled down the flue,
One turned sideways and then there were two.
Two little zombies now on the run,
Followed by steamroller, thus there’s only one.
One little zombie moaning just for fun,
Looked in a mirror and then there were none.
There once was a Zombie lad
brains, brains, brains, was all he had
Then he found a sliver
of just someone’s liver
and realized the rest isn’t so bad
HAHAHA Thanks, that was fun!!!
Thank you so much for the giveaway!!! Awesome prizes!! Love the slippers and books!!! cody(at)wilger(dot)com
this was a great lead in to make me want to read more…
and that’s a great giveaway, I have all those books and love them.
When the full moon is giving its glow
The hair on this fellow will grow!
But you never will creep
Upon him in his sleep,
That’s why he’s aware-wolf, you know!
Oh man, I suck at this kind of stuff! Um… here goes nothing
Zombies Zombies are very gross
Zombies Zombies I fear the most
They eat your brains
And cause great pains
Zombies Zombies I’m not your host!
Bamafever aka Boney ( snorts Christian)
Hey Dolls my mom loves ya’ll but I wanted to enter this one.
In the dark of night
Zombies give me such a fright
No matter how much we fight
There doesn’t seem to be any light
The clatter the bang
Oh no was that a fang
Run Run straight for the road
Oh no we lost our hold
Then the day became dark
You check everyone to make sure they have no mark
All it takes in one bite
Then humanity starts to lose the fight
So make sure you double check their skin
or the death begins again!
Hmmm, I’m horrible at poems but here it goes…
P.S. it’s horrible in more ways then one because I suck at rhyming!
Z is for Zombies, running through the town
O is for Open, since my gate’s no longer bound
M is for my Mother, the neighbors have just ate
B is for the Baby, that I now must use as Bait
I is for the Iris’s the zombies have now past
E is for the Evil I must now try to outlast
I think it’s awesome! Publish that one!
Me too! I love it!
Thanks! I love zombies! :)
There once was a zombie named Bill
Everyone expected him to kill
They tied him up with chains
while he called out for brains
which he liked to eat seasoned with dill
I stole this one
There once was a zombie named Ned,
But nobody knew he was dead,
He roamed the world far and wide,
Eating every brain he spied,
Until somebody took off his head.
Scariest pumpkin you have ever seen
The face is all rotten, moldy and mean
Sitting at the front door was the old man
Giving candy out from his detached hand
Screams and squeals is all you could here
As the children left the house of fear..
dollhousecreation(at)gmail(dot)com
There was a young zombie of Bello
Who met an imp playing the cello
The imp jumped up and ran
And screamed at the strange man
Who really just wanted to say Hello.
Footnote: Bello is in Spain.
A Halloween bash in my street
was a night that will never repeat
the spirits that come
were tequila and rum
and I ended up drunk on my feet!
Dracula wailed to the sky
“My job really sucks” was his cry
“bloody paychecks
and I’m so sick of necks
what I’d like is a nice apple pie!
Trick or treat,
I want some meat,
Let’s cleave the next person we meet.
ok, ok, bad using the same homophone!
There once was a terrible ghost
Who was much scarier than most
He howled and screamed
His body beamed
But the thing he did best was boast
I am not a poet or rhymer so I borrowed one I thought was funny :)
Terribly Titled Limerick
By SodiumPentothal
There once was a zombie from Champlain,
Obsessed with his search for a brain,
He stumbled alone,
and would constantly moan,
Until headshot halted his campaign.
Well it gave me a giggle. Thanks for the fun today, I am a greedy girl and would love to win it all LOL
Okay here I go, not very ingenious I must add.
Munch, crunch
Go away I said!
Munch, crunch
Get off of my bed!
Much, crunch
Ouch! that’s my head!
Munch, crunch
Now I am dead.
weird. but okay, sure that’s the limit of my poetry skillz :P
Thanks for the amazing giveaway!
Ooops…okay I thought the blog post one was the comment one: here’s the blog post version of my poem…I guess:
A Random Zombie Poem
The dead shall rise from their graves
Though you may try to hide in caves
Your actions in vain
They will chomp on your brain
And you’ll join the gang
Of moaning, shuffling, slaves
This thought may make you quite blue,
But you’ll have no choice, but to join the crew
Of rotting flesh and bones
Oh, I can hear the moans
As the dead begin to breeze through
So what can you do, you ask
Because dying sounds’ an unpleasant task
There’s nothing I know
To stop this unyielding foe
Perhaps a prayer and an oxygen mask?
So what will become of the world,
After this tragedy’s unfurled?
It’ll end global warming
Though the world will be swarming
With lots of dead people and squirrels
We may as well accept
Our fate, in which we have stepped
I say we embrace
Each own’s place
In this nightmare we’d, until now, been exempt
I have NO writing talent.
Oh this poor girl Laura
So many deaths before her
The writers want her to die
So many will try
But I am hoping for an ever after
I also didn’t pay attention to the rules and I can’t delete this. I fail.
Better?
There once was a scary ghoul
And all he did was drool
He scared all the kids
And then lifted their lids
Then left them in a bloody pool
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There once was boy named Johnny
Who wasn’t very jolly
off he went to make a mess
yet ran into a ghoul
poor little Johnny
who wasn’t very jolly
died by a folly
all because he was cruel.
I can’t write LOL