In the quiet town of Myersville, Oklahoma, a serial killer is murdering victims by savagely removing their hearts.
Sheriff Kate Nevill is desperate to end the nightmare, but the only lead is the fingerprint of a man who’s been dead for months.
As time slips away and the body count rises, Kate must confront the impossible to save her town—and stop a killer who shouldn’t exist.
Excerpt:
Camden cocked his head and listened. Then he heard it too, and his blood chilled. A shuffling, grunting sound. Not an animal, he was sure of it. This was human-sounding. But not normal. It was something that didn’t belong in nature.
Branches from the woods nearby cracked and Colbey grabbed Camden’s arm and tugged on it. “Come on, there’s’ something out there. Let’s get the hell out of here.”
“Oh shit,” Camden muttered. His legs went weak, and he stumbled after Colbey, who was already halfway up the bank, fishing poles and tackle boxes forgotten on the ground.
They’d only gone a few more feet when something burst from the tree line and onto the path in front of them.
A man wearing a black hooded cloak stood five feet away, blocking their route to the car. The grunting and groaning was coming from him. His face looked like something from a horror movie…mottled skin, evil, deep-set eyes, and a maniacal grin.
“Wh-what do you want?” Colbey squeaked out.
The man didn’t answer. His gaze swung from Colbey to Camden, then back again. He licked his lips and pulled something from the pocket of his jacket. A knife. A huge-ass scary as shit knife. Camden stood frozen to the spot. Something warm trickled down his thighs, and he realized he’d wet himself. If they survived this, Colbey would never let him live this down. Live was the key word. They had to make it out of this alive…he didn’t want to die. A whimpering sound seeped through his consciousness. Colbey…he’d never heard his older brother make that sound. Never known of him to be scared of anything.
Colbey reached over and held out his hand. Camden took it, gripping it tightly like he had when they were younger and he’d been scared. He hadn’t been scared in years…and he’d never been scared like this. This was pure, deep and chilling terror.
Camden thought back on what he’d heard about the other victims. They’d been split open. Their hearts removed. Staring at this…monstrous thing…in front of them, Camden had a feeling he knew what had happened to those hearts. And he knew without a doubt, this was one scrape he and Colbey were not going to escape from.
Check out all the stories in the Friday the 13th Series, #7: https://linktr.ee/Fridaythe13thHorrorStories_7
Author Alicia Dean 
Got my copy!! Looking forward to reading it!
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