Yarley Yowl

Somebody or something is killing the good folk of Sulphur Spring. These gruesome murders caught Sheriff Atkins off guard. He had moved to the quiet little southern West Virginia community to get away from the stressful work he had done in DC.
Pauly is just a boy living mostly with his Grandma because his mom and stepdad have their own problems. His only concern for the summer is building his tree house in the woods above his Grams house until he’s chased out of the woods by an ominous presence and his best friend goes missing. That’s when all hell breaks loose. Now his Aunt Liz is coming home for the first time in recent memory because his ornery stepdad is missing too.
Some strangers moved into the Miller farmstead for the summer claiming to be some sort of researchers, but Sheriff Atkins suspects they are much more than scientists. They seem to be there to track something—or maybe they are some sort of crazy serial killers. They have more questions than answers for his liking. And, he needs to get to the bottom of it because people started going missing and some are dead since they arrived.
The hills of West Virginia give up secrets begrudgingly, and this one lay deep in a dark cave near a mountain top stretching out her sleek black body and yawning, exposing glistening white teeth the size of steak knives. There’s a voracious gnawing in her stomach. She cannot sleep again until she quenches this blood thirst. She knows she will eventually kill them all.