GENRE: YA Paranormal Romance
Smoke and metal bit my nostrils as I lifted my head off the gravel roadside. Glass cut my skin and sticky liquid dripped over my left eye. Blood. I wiped it away and climbed to my feet, blinking against the searing sun. I spotted them just beyond the overturned car. My heart slammed against my ribcage.
I stumbled over a bent car door and staggered through a funnel of smoke to my mom’s sprawled body. Her arms were skewed, reminding me of an abandoned doll’s. A snowstorm of panic whirled through my head, blinding and freezing. I dropped beside her; my knees scraped the pavement. But I didn’t care. All I could focus on was the gash slashed across her chest. Blood oozed from her body and snaked across the hot pavement. I pressed my shaking hands over the wound. I had to stop the bleeding. But how?
My eyes flicked to my dad. His chest was ripped open, too. I checked his pulse. Dead. Bile clotted my throat. This can’t be happening! It was obvious we were in a car wreck. But no, that wasn’t what happened. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to remember, but all I found was a hungry void.
“Twila!” Mom’s voice was all raspy.
I snapped my eyes open and pushed my long hair, more bloody than brown now, away and pressed my ear to her lips.
“You must stop them.” Her violet eyes shone.
“The mutation. Promise me.”
What she was talking about?