Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

From $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

The Terror of Black Eagle Tavern
The Terror of Black Eagle Tavern
The Terror of Black Eagle Tavern
Ebook72 pages49 minutes

The Terror of Black Eagle Tavern

Rating: 2.5 out of 5 stars

2.5/5

()

Read preview

About this ebook

This young adult novel about two teenaged ghost hunters “may hold some interest for struggling readers, or fans of R. L. Stine’s Goosebumps” (School Library Journal).
 
Jinx looked at the bar, then back at Devon and Todd. “You may want to duck, is all I’m saying.”
 
As the words left her mouth, three glasses came shooting from the bar, straight toward the brothers. Devon and Todd ducked and the glasses shattered against a door behind them.
 
A supernatural presence is causing chaos at the bar Todd’s family owns. And the threat has a connection to Todd that's deeper than even he realizes . . .
 
Praise for The Haunting of Apartment 101, book one of The Paranormalists:
 
“This easy-to-read ghost story will grab reluctant readers with its intriguing plot, its quirky main character and her more straight-laced best friend.” —Kirkus Reviews

LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 1, 2013
ISBN9781467730808
Author

Megan Atwood

Megan Atwood is a writer, editor, and professor in Minneapolis, Minnesota, whose most recent books include the Dear Molly, Dear Olive series. When she’s not writing books for kids of all ages, she’s making new friends, going on zombie hayrides, and eating as much ice cream as she can. And, always, petting her two adorable cats who “help” her write every book. 

Read more from Megan Atwood

Related to The Terror of Black Eagle Tavern

Related ebooks

YA Paranormal, Occult & Supernatural For You

View More

Related articles

Reviews for The Terror of Black Eagle Tavern

Rating: 2.5 out of 5 stars
2.5/5

1 rating0 reviews

What did you think?

Tap to rate

Review must be at least 10 words

    Book preview

    The Terror of Black Eagle Tavern - Megan Atwood

    W

    homp! Jackson’s body hit the ground, the fall knocking the breath right out of his lungs. He felt person after person pile on top of him. For a second, he panicked. Every part of him was pinned down. He couldn’t breathe.

    And then, little by little, sun began to shine through his teammates’ legs as they got off of him.

    Free, he jumped up while Coach yelled, Showers! The other members of the football team took off their helmets. Jackson joined the line jogging to the locker room, shuffling his legs to get the tingles out.

    Todd McElvoy, the starting quarterback, slapped him on the back as the scents of the locker room wafted their way. The smell of hard work, Jackson thought.

    Todd said, Hey, nice catch there. My aim was a little off.

    A little off? Jackson thought. The pass almost had him backflipping through the air. And it wasn’t Todd’s only misfire. He had overthrown or underthrown his passes all practice.

    No worries. I caught it, Jackson replied. He took off his heavy shoulder pads and threw them in his locker, followed by his soaked undershirt. After a beat, he asked, Everything OK, man?

    Todd closed his locker and leaned against it, still in his practice pants. He seemed to be debating something in his head.

    Jackson didn’t push as he got dressed. He’d shower at his house—he wanted to get home and make dinner for his mom. He knew it would be a hard day for her: the date of her wedding anniversary. He got sad just thinking about it. After all this time, he still missed his dad so much. And so did his mom, he knew.

    Todd seemed to snap out of his trance and said, Yeah, I’m OK.

    Jackson shrugged. Everyone has an off day. Tomorrow’s gonna be better.

    Todd nodded and turned away.

    Jackson grabbed his bag and began walking to his car, thinking about the type of food he’d prepare. Maybe steak? His mom loved a good steak. He would normally ask Jinx, since she knew his mom about as well as he did, but he was still mad at her from their last fight. He’d figure it out. Jinx could hang out by herself.

    A pang ran through him. He didn’t want to admit it, but he missed his friend. After two weeks of not hanging out, Jackson felt like he was missing an arm.

    He reached his car and had just stuck his keys in the door of the old Chevy Impala when Todd ran up to him.

    Jackson looked up in surprise. Hey. What’s up?

    Todd jangled his keys and was quiet for a second. So, you do, like . . . that website with that one weird girl, right?

    Jackson’s expression immediately hardened. He knew Todd was a nice guy, but he was clearly not very tactful. You mean Jinx.

    Todd blushed. Yeah, sorry. I know you’re good friends.

    Jackson shrugged and didn’t say anything.

    Todd went on and stammered, It’s just . . . I think . . . I may have something for you guys to . . . We’re having problems . . .

    His face went pale, and Jackson relaxed a little bit. He noticed for the first time the dark circles under Todd’s eyes and the trembling of his hands. No wonder he couldn’t throw straight.

    What’s up, Todd? He leaned in and whispered, Do you have a ghost or something?

    Todd looked up and let out a shaky laugh. It feels so stupid to say out loud. But . . . yeah. I think we’re being haunted.

    At your house? What’s happening?

    Todd shook his head. No, at my parents’ bar, the Black Eagle Tavern. It’s driving customers away. He glanced away and said, so softly Jackson could barely hear him, We’re almost broke.

    Jackson nodded. Well, you came to the right person, he said, unlocking his car door. We’ll see if we can’t get rid of your ghosts. I’ll call later.

    Jackson saw the relief wash over Todd’s face as he drove away, and for the first time in a couple weeks,

    Enjoying the preview?
    Page 1 of 1