The Grimm Diaries Prequels 1- 6 by Cameron Jace

Author:Cameron Jace
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fairy tales, hansel and gretel, beauty and the beast, prince charming, little red riding hood, evil queen, once upon a time, grimm, bloody mary, cameron jace, grimm diaries, snow white sorrow, queen of sorrow
Publisher: Cameron Jace

“Oh,” his eyes glittered. “But how is a map in the forest of any use? What does it say? ‘Walk five steps to the apple tree, and three steps to the next mushroom’? Or does it say, ‘wait for the cloud in the sky that looks like a sheep, and then take a right from there?’”

I laughed. “In the beginning it said something like that. But now that I have come closer, it says to follow the breadcrumbs.”

“Did you find the breadcrumbs?”

“No. That’s why I have to get going.”

“It’s so sad. I just thought I made a friend in this lonely forest.”

Making friends was my weak spot. If I didn’t have to visit gramma, we could have played the Anguish Language game. “Listen, I won’t be late,” I said. “If you wait for me here, I’ll meet you again on my way back.”

“Really?” he almost jumped in place. “That would be fantabulous.”

“I think you mean ‘fabulous,’” I said. The Anguish Language messed with his language. “And to prove to you that we’re good friends, here is a piece of cake.” I walked closer to him, and stretched out my hand with a cake.

The boy looked at the cake on the palm of my hand with glowing eyes, which turned a little yellow. “Hmm,” he licked his red tongue, and started eating from the palm of my hand. “I love cakes.”

I couldn’t see his eyes when he was eating like an animal, licking the cake off my hand. His tongue felt strange, rough like a cat’s tongue. Not like the tongue of—

Oh. My. God.

I stepped back suddenly as he raised his head. His eyes were slitted and yellow. Hair grew on his hands. His body grew bigger, and arced as if he were in pain, ripping his clothes apart as he growled at me.

He was a werewolf.

“Yum. Yum. Yum,” he said, licking his lips, saliva drooling out.

Instantly, I ran away in the snow, looking for a place to hide. There was nothing here but vast amounts of white and some dark trees.

Run. Run. Run.

I heard him panting behind me, and from his shadow, I knew that he was growing bigger and bigger.

I was just a fool. He played me with all this talk about Death, while he was the evil one in the forest. Where should I go? What should I do?

I stumbled over an uneven part of the snow. It sloped up enough for me to hide in it. I remembered when I used to hide from my mother inside the snow when I was a kid.

Shuddering at the approaching voice of the wolf, I dug a hole in the snow, just like rabbits and cats. I dug deeper and faster with my hands, then slid into it and hid inside. I buried the basket before I pulled down the white hood. I was thankful that I didn’t spill the red wine on myself to scare the wolves in the carriage. There was no way I could hide in the snow if my hood was soaked in red.

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