“The girl lies by the black canal, her face turned upwards to the sky like a stargazer. But she will never see the stars again. Her eyes have been torn out. The rain fills the empty sockets until they brim… — Adam Slater Copy Share Image
“Callum didn’t need a lifetime’s experience of seeing ghosts to know that the creature was not of this world. For a long moment, he… — Adam Slater Copy Share Image
“Gran’s cottage might be tiny, and the furniture old and battered, but she ran a tight ship. As long as everything is in its… — Adam Slater Copy Share Image
“His face was a little anxious around the eyes, with a crease of worry between the eyebrows—but it was just a face. A normal… — Adam Slater Copy Share Image
“Callum swallowed, his throat dry. He didn’t want to think about what that something might be. Ahead, through the trees, he could just see… — Adam Slater Copy Share Image
“The girl lies by the black canal, her face turned upwards to the sky like a stargazer. But she will never see the stars… — Adam Slater Copy Share Image
“It hungers, always. It takes shape after shape as its own, and each body it puts on is as hungry as the last.” — Adam Slater Copy Share Image
