Thursday, January 29, 2015

Sentence Sneak Peek - Hellhole

Hellhole by Gina Damico

The first sentence from each chapter of Hellhole, it's a mini summary of what you can expect to read.

*Spoilers are highlighted like so :)


MAX’S LIFE OF CRIME STARTED POORLY, with the theft of a glittery pink bobblehead in the shape of a cat.”

She knows, and she’s going to call the police, and I’m going to go to jail, and I’ll need to figure out how to use cigarettes as currency or I’ll become someone’s bitchOh, who am I kidding, I’ll become someone’s bitch no matter what—”

Do police make courtesy calls before they arrest people?

MAX WAS OUTSIDE IN LESS THAN A MINUTE, wearing his crummiest pair of jeans and a jacket that was far too thin for how chilly it had gotten.”

THE NEXT MORNING, MAX SLEPT IN.

AAAAAAAH!

MAX WOKE UP TO THE MOUTHWATERING SMELL OF BACON.

MAX SPENT THE REST OF THE DAY sitting in his living room, looking at his dinosaur watch, and listening to Burg play Call of Duty.

RECOUNTING THE WHOLE SORDID TALE took the better part of an hour.”

MAX EXPECTED HIS BRAIN TO REACT the way it had the last time Burg scared him into another plane of existence—with that high-pitched, screaming sound buzzing through his head.”

WHAT,” LORE SAID AS MAX TRUDGED through the bushes toward her, “is on your head?”

THEY BIKED TO HIS HOUSE IN SILENCE, Lore without a smile and Max without a shirt, certain that the glare from his alabaster skin would cause several traffic accidents along the way.”

STAVROULA LET HIM OUT OF WORK right then and there.”

MAX’S SHOES SQUELCHED AS HE SLIPPED THROUGH his kitchen door, exhausted and hardly able to believe that it wasn’t even midnight yet.”

MAX AWOKE TO FIND that someone had replaced his organs with water balloons, his mouth with a sandbox, and his head with a train track mid-construction, repeatedly being punctured by railroad spikes.”

MAX LEARNED MANY THINGS IN SCHOOL THAT DAY.

MAX CHUCKED THE DETENTION SLIPS into a garbage bin, grabbed his stuff from his locker, and bolted down the stairs, but he couldn’t outrun his own reputation.”

MAX BIKED HOME ALONE.

OUT-OF-BODY EXPERIENCES, Max had once read, didn’t happen only when people encountered brushes with death.”

BURG IS BAD.

THE CROSS-GENERATIONAL HUMAN-DEVIL Double-Date Dinner: cute title, terrible idea.”

DON’T MOVE,” SAID THE MAN.

THE DOORBELL RANG.

OVER THE NEXT TEN HOURS Max left his bed sixteen times.”

THERE WAS SOME DEBATE about the best way to proceed.”

AS LORE CAUTIOUSLY STEERED THE CAR through the winding roads of Honeybrook Hills, Max turned in his seat and looked at Burg.”

MAX’S TIRES SKIDDED ACROSS THE PAVEMENT.

FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A WEEK Max got a full night’s sleep.”

THE AMBULANCE ARRIVED AT THE HOSPITAL in a dazzling array of lights.”

THE ELEVATOR DINGED.

MAX RAN SOME MORE.

MAX TIED HIS SHOE, then double knotted it.”

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