How to Tell if Your Grandma is a Vampire: The Amusement Park for Monsters Book 1

By Angelina Allsop

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Ghosts, zombies, vampires, and more. Alex and Ana's new home is full of surprises.

Alex and Ana are twins in foster care. After their parents went missing a year ago, they're

• Language: English
• Publisher: Traveling Monsters Publishing House
• Release date: Oct 12, 2023
• ISBN: 9798868918087

Angelina Allsop

Angelina Allsop is an Amazon Best Selling Author who travels the world full-time with her husband, Bryce. She enjoys traveling, monstery things, reading, and of course, writing about all the adventures she and her invisible ghostly friends have. Her debut novel, The Dead Orphanage, now called The Unliving Chronicles, is an award-nominated, otherworldly book that hit the top-selling charts in its first month. How to Tell if Your Grandma is a Vampire is her first in The Amusement Park for Monsters series and is hilarious, quick-paced, packed full of monsters, missions, and lots of adventures. If you love fantasy adventure, mythical fantasy, monsters books for kids, and young adult books then you will LOVE these coming-of-age adventure books! Look for the rest of both haunting series coming soon!Other books for Middle-grade, Young Adult, and School Agers are coming soon as well! Join her VIP mailing list for updates, free books, and giveaways at AllsopTales.com.

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How to Tell if Your Grandma is a Vampire

Angelina Allsop

How to Tell if Your Grandma is a Vampire: The Amusement Park for Monsters Series by Angelina Allsop

Published by Traveling Monsters Publishing House

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Contents

Prologue

1.A Letter Really Shakes Things Up

2.Um…Are There Such Things as Haunted Mansions?

3.Looks Like Stacie Can’t Save Us

4.There's Something Seriously Wrong with Grandma

5.Breakfast with Ghosts

6.Are We Living with Vampires?

7.The Cafeteria Conspiracy

8.We Have a Creepy Dinner

9.Are Vampires Really Real? Like... For Real?

10.Are We in a Spy Movie?

11.Monster Hunting 101

12.What’s with the Spooky Green Glowing Thingy?

13.Things Get a Little Out of Control

14.Um... Are Mice Supposed to Talk?

15.We Hide in a Seriously Cool Base

16.There’s a Light in My Backpack

17.Professor Pepper Tells Us Some Stuff

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18.Um… Oops. We MIGHT Have Just Destroyed the World…

19.A 200-Year-Old Mouse Gives Us Bad News

20.So, the Janitor Is Evil?

21.Mission: Let’s Go Save the Planet

22.Evil Sorcerer Lives HERE???

23.The Bad Guy’s House is Even Creepier Than Ours

24.The Bad Guy Has an Actual Trapdoor (Talk About Lame…)

25.Mr. Martin Does Some Freaky Stuff

26.Gormand Martin Gets Yelled at by the Police

27.We Have to Trick a Murderous Adult

28.Our Friend Blinds Us

29.Opa Explains Stuff (Finally!)

Epilogue

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Prologue

England 1409

The large wooden door creaks as it slides open, and a shadow slips inside. It freezes for a minute as though it’s listening for movement in the manor. Lightning strikes outside, flooding the entryway with light, but the flash of light doesn’t reveal the corner where the shadow is hiding…waiting…

Outside, the first drops of rain trickle down, and the shadow moves again, its faint footprints silenced by the steady drops of water tapping the roof and windows. The shadow moves from dark corner to dark corner, moving through the old mansion’s stone hall, searching.

The shadow says nothing, but grows more and more frustrated. Even as the night morphs into morning, the shadow moves from room to room, still looking for what he came here to find. The shadow is close to giving up when it pauses, seeing the light of the torch before the old man. The shadow darts back into an open room, just in time, but the torch doesn’t slow down as the man walks past. As he passes, the light floods the room, showing lots of furniture and chests covered in white sheets.

The shadow breathes a sigh of relief and moves from his hiding place. Lightning lights up the room, and the shadow pauses. He stares in front of him. A corner of the sheet is waving, as if there’s a gentle breeze in the room, but only in that one spot. He tiptoes across the room and touches the sheet as it flutters. A breeze is coming from somewhere, and it isn’t the window.

This has to be it, the shadow thinks with a flood of excitement. He licks his finger and holds it out, following the path of the breeze to a spot on the stone wall.

It takes three minutes of feeling the stone wall before he finds the false stone brick that opens the secret door. The shadow slips inside the room and waits for the door to swing closed on the hinges. Pitch blackness fills the staircase, but the shadow enjoys the darkness. The bottom of the stairs holds another door with a padlock on it. The shadow smiles. This is his specialty. He pulls out a pick, and the lock pops open after a few seconds of fiddling with it. The door moans as it opens, and a bright green light temporarily blinds him. The shadow takes an automatic step back, tripping on the bottom stair and falling onto the staircase.

Cursing, the shadow looks over his shoulder at the dark staircase above him and then back at the glowing green room. He gets up and brushes himself off as he enters the bright green room and closes the door behind him. He blinks rapidly for a full minute before his eyes fully adjust. At first, he can’t tell where the green light is coming from, until he catches sight of the altar.

The shadow approaches the circular stone altar. Resting at about waist height is a large book. His heart quickens as he touches the leather binding. The pages flutter as if wind is rustling them, but he knows this time there is no wind. This is magic he’s feeling. He licks his lips and closes the book, trying to get his trembling fingers to unfold a cloth he pulled out of his satchel. He wraps the book and places it in his side bag.

Within a minute, he’s back up the staircase and pushing open the heavy stone door that hides the secret entrance. Another lightning flash floods the room with the covered furniture, along with the old man with the torch.

Thief! the man hisses.

The man who has been a shadow all night smiles wildly. It’s too late. The book is mine.

You fool. The old man’s voice is dry, like he hasn’t used it for a long time. You don’t know what you are dealing with.

I know that my family has been searching for this for centuries.

It…it can break the fabric of time. The old man’s voice sounds desperate.

But the shadow has already turned, jumped on a chest, and unlatched a window. He thrusts it open, and the roar of the storm fills the room.

You’ll break the world with that! is the last thing the shadow hears as he leaps into the storm and disappears.

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Chapter 1

A Letter Really Shakes Things Up

The Group Home | South Carolina

Iwatch the school bus drive away and look at my twin sister, Ana, who shivers. You cold? I ask. "It’s like a