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Showdown at Evil High -- Christine Wall

Showdown at Evil High -- Out Now!

Sixteen-year-old Australian, Killara Jones, is the chosen one—for all the wrong reasons. A lone psychic in the sleepy town of Khalija, North Dakota, he is a self-proclaimed freak who can see angels, demons, and a lot of other things in between. Unbeknownst to him, his talents are a means to an end. His death has been foretold—he is a crucial element in the war between Heaven and Hell—until a fallen angel named Sullivan steps in. With Killara very much alive, he and Sullivan must break an ancient pact, stop Killara’s classmates from selling their souls, and prevent the Gates of Hell from opening again. Bad angels, good demons, and a teenager who just wants to survive. Only by believing in themselves and working together, can this team of misfits restore the balance and save their town. Will they succeed? Or watch as all hell breaks loose, forcing them into a Showdown at Evil High.


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He wanted to run, but he knew he had to stay and fight. If he didn’t, they would all die…

Killara closed his eyes and thrust his sword forward. He felt the blade pierce the priest’s chest. The man let out a loud bellow and fire erupted from his mouth. Killara scrambled back in horror, his injuries forgotten for the moment.

He looked toward the open rectory door and then back at Adam who had begun to fight the first of the townspeople, the chief of police, or what used to be him. This version was dripping blood and had spikes coming out of his arms. If Killara ran for the door, he would be leaving Adam at the mercy of the demons. If he didn’t do it now, his only chance would quickly slip away.

“Adam,” he yelled. “We can’t win this one. You have to retreat!”

Judging by the fury with which he waved his sword, Adam had made peace with trying to take out as many of them as possible. He seemed impervious to the throng of people surrounding him. Killara grimaced and ran to help his friend. They could still beat a retreat if he could lure the townspeople away.

Killara raised his arm and started slicing his way through the crowd. Everyone around him seemed to die in a different way. Some exploded in a flash of fire while others oozed to the ground as if their bones had dissolved and only flesh was left behind. He looked around for Adam, but could only see more Khalija residents—the owner of the liquor store to the right of him and his sixth grade teacher to the left. He was in the center of the mob now with everyone focusing their attack on him.

From all angles he could feel the blows. He smelled blood and knew that it was his own. The smells and sights nauseated him, making him feel claustrophobic and alone. All he could think about was getting away. He had to see what was behind that door. What was this town hiding and why was it so important that he find it?


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