All of the emotion I’d been drained of came flooding back like a tsunami, smothering me with fear, drowning my priorities, and I sprinted to the Lincoln. Speeding away toward the safest place I could think of, I whispered aloud a silly little term so terrifyingly saccharine that it made me shiver. The creepiest things in the world lurk beneath a veneer of sweetness, like murderous clowns, like possessed dolls.
Like Ice Cream Creatures.
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Dedication
Prelude
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Acknowledgments
Excerpt