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Flesh Eaters
The Devil's Spawn.
Edinburgh's ditches bred them, Scotland's secret caverns hid them. They roamed the land, hunters of man, masters of the craft of killing, slaves to the rule of the jungle and their own ungovernable passions.
The Flesh Eaters - the novel that explores the dark byways of the most horrific story ever told!
Edinburgh's ditches bred them, Scotland's secret caverns hid them. They roamed the land, hunters of man, masters of the craft of killing, slaves to the rule of the jungle and their own ungovernable passions.
The Flesh Eaters - the novel that explores the dark byways of the most horrific story ever told!
- GenresHorrorHistorical Fiction
240 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1979
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About the author
L.A. Morse
11 books10 followersaka Runa Fairleigh.
Larry Alan Morse grew up in Los Angeles. He attended the University of California at Berkeley and San Francisco State College, and somehow managed to get two degrees in English Lit. He moved to Toronto in the late ‘60s, and has had the usual variety of jobs, including a brief stint in educational television and five years as an administrator at the University of Toronto. Upon returning from extended travels through Southeast Asia, he decided to try and write a novel – something delicate and sensitive and artistic. He discovered just what he was looking for in the true story of Sawney Beane and his family, The Flesh Eaters, the 15th century cannibal clan who ate their way through a good part of Scotland.
L. A. Morse has written four other crime novels. The Old Dick won an Edgar from the Mystery Writers of America; The Big Enchilada and Sleaze, featuring Sam Hunter, the L. A. private eye who, according to one reviewer, “makes Dirty Harry look like Mother Teresa”; and he was instrumental in arranging the publication of An Old-Fashioned Mystery, the lost masterpiece by the enigmatic and reclusive author, Runa Fairleigh. He shifted to another medium with the publication of Video Trash and Treasures, a two-volume guide to the obscure and bizarre movies of the 1980s.
For the last 15 years, L. A. Morse has worked as a visual artist, primarily sculpture. He is an avid birder with over 1,500 species on his world list. When not off looking for birds in the tropics, he currently divides his time between stone carving and making a living in the stock market.
Larry Alan Morse grew up in Los Angeles. He attended the University of California at Berkeley and San Francisco State College, and somehow managed to get two degrees in English Lit. He moved to Toronto in the late ‘60s, and has had the usual variety of jobs, including a brief stint in educational television and five years as an administrator at the University of Toronto. Upon returning from extended travels through Southeast Asia, he decided to try and write a novel – something delicate and sensitive and artistic. He discovered just what he was looking for in the true story of Sawney Beane and his family, The Flesh Eaters, the 15th century cannibal clan who ate their way through a good part of Scotland.
L. A. Morse has written four other crime novels. The Old Dick won an Edgar from the Mystery Writers of America; The Big Enchilada and Sleaze, featuring Sam Hunter, the L. A. private eye who, according to one reviewer, “makes Dirty Harry look like Mother Teresa”; and he was instrumental in arranging the publication of An Old-Fashioned Mystery, the lost masterpiece by the enigmatic and reclusive author, Runa Fairleigh. He shifted to another medium with the publication of Video Trash and Treasures, a two-volume guide to the obscure and bizarre movies of the 1980s.
For the last 15 years, L. A. Morse has worked as a visual artist, primarily sculpture. He is an avid birder with over 1,500 species on his world list. When not off looking for birds in the tropics, he currently divides his time between stone carving and making a living in the stock market.
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October 11, 2024
An interesting, historical horror novel based on the maybe true legend of Sawney Bean, a 16th century Scotsman who led a cannabalistic clan of 45 comprised of his children and inbred grandchildren. The clan live in a huge cave and prey on nearby travellers who they kill and then butcher for food.
If that premise makes you think that the book is going to be rough going, you'd not be wrong. It's excessively grim at times, like 'The Girl Next Door' level grim. It never lingers too long on its unpleasant goings on, but it doesn't flinch from them either. There's a matter of factness to the prose style that somehow diminishes the horror. It's only when you stop and reflect back on what you've just read that you start to feel a bit nauseous.
It makes for compelling, gruesome reading, but the absence of a central character to root for means there isn't a huge amount of tension. It's more a rinse and repeat of scenes of the clan hunting their human victims, with the plot (such as it is) concerning the growth and evolution of the family.
Definitely interesting reading if you're a fan of dark and disturbing books, but not a classic.
If that premise makes you think that the book is going to be rough going, you'd not be wrong. It's excessively grim at times, like 'The Girl Next Door' level grim. It never lingers too long on its unpleasant goings on, but it doesn't flinch from them either. There's a matter of factness to the prose style that somehow diminishes the horror. It's only when you stop and reflect back on what you've just read that you start to feel a bit nauseous.
It makes for compelling, gruesome reading, but the absence of a central character to root for means there isn't a huge amount of tension. It's more a rinse and repeat of scenes of the clan hunting their human victims, with the plot (such as it is) concerning the growth and evolution of the family.
Definitely interesting reading if you're a fan of dark and disturbing books, but not a classic.
February 25, 2017
Medieval times were the dark ages. Dirty, ignorant and base peasants barely stood a chance. And yet one man managed to strike out on his own (well, with a wench in tow), live as he wished, hunt as he wished, follow no rules but his rules, create a huge family, never go hungry and accumulate untold wealth and do so for over two decades. Alternatively...a sociopathic misfit took his teenage lover of similar inclinations to a remote location where they proceeded to enthusiastically reproduce and engage in murder, cannibalism, incest and other family pastimes. Don't blame them, this was before television. Nasty tale, isn't it? Possibly actually happened, possibly a legend, possibly antiScottish propaganda by the Brits. But disturbing on a primal level. This wasn't even the only case, there's also Christie Cleek, but Sawney is definitely the most famous/infamous one. Cannibal clans may have been written about with more panache, specifically by Jack Ketchum who has made the woods of Maine even scarier with several books and films. This book still has its merits, though. Written in a what seems like deliberately flat present tense narrative, it narrates the horrors with a near documentary matter of factness, yet is unmistakably a work of fiction and an entertaining one at that so long as you can (beware the pun) stomach it. Very graphic and disturbing and if you expected something different from a story about a family of cannibals, maybe the psychological ramifications of such an existence on the individuals, well...this isn't that kind of a book. This is the book with a dismembered arm on the cover. Adjust expectations accordingly. Then have fun. It really is fun, there's even some comedy in it via idiotic sheriff. So...bon appetit (sorry, it's just so pun ready). Enjoy.
September 14, 2007
I read this book when I was 13, and I'd place it up there with the Exorcist as one of the great corrupting influences of my life- It helped crack my fragile egg shell mind and gave me a permanent case of the morbids.
This novel tells a fictionalized account of Sawney Bean, a killer who supposedly stalked the coast of Scotland in the 16th century along with his incestuous, cannibalistic clan. The wiki entry for this guy is pretty great: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sawney_Bean
My best friend Mark picked this paperback up because it had art by Frank Frazetta on the cover- here's the painting:http://www.myfreewallpapers.net/fanta...
Me and my junior high school friends passed this book around and read it in wide eyed wonder. There couldn't be a worse novel for adolescent boys to fixate on. I don't know much about L.A. Morse is, but he wasn't messing around when he wrote this. The Flesh Eaters is way nastier than any splatterpunk I've ever read. It constantly mixes sex with death, and breaks four or five taboos per chapter. It is written in the present tense, making all the dismemberment and pickling scenes far too immediate.
Not recommended for anyone. Thank God it is out of print.
Luckily, I found a great copy last year on E-bay. And The Flesh Eaters is just as demented as I remember!
Lastly, here's a great song about Swaney Bean sung by Snakefinger. Listen to it, it's a hit!
http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/JH/2007/08/...
This novel tells a fictionalized account of Sawney Bean, a killer who supposedly stalked the coast of Scotland in the 16th century along with his incestuous, cannibalistic clan. The wiki entry for this guy is pretty great: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sawney_Bean
My best friend Mark picked this paperback up because it had art by Frank Frazetta on the cover- here's the painting:http://www.myfreewallpapers.net/fanta...
Me and my junior high school friends passed this book around and read it in wide eyed wonder. There couldn't be a worse novel for adolescent boys to fixate on. I don't know much about L.A. Morse is, but he wasn't messing around when he wrote this. The Flesh Eaters is way nastier than any splatterpunk I've ever read. It constantly mixes sex with death, and breaks four or five taboos per chapter. It is written in the present tense, making all the dismemberment and pickling scenes far too immediate.
Not recommended for anyone. Thank God it is out of print.
Luckily, I found a great copy last year on E-bay. And The Flesh Eaters is just as demented as I remember!
Lastly, here's a great song about Swaney Bean sung by Snakefinger. Listen to it, it's a hit!
http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/JH/2007/08/...
April 12, 2015
I recommend "Flesh Eaters" to folks who are tired of being recommended books that are supposedly really vile, truly macabre, but continue to be disappointed over and over again.
I bought this book out of sheer morbid curiosity. I recognized the cover art as being Frank Frazetta and that sparked my interest, so I looked it up. After reading about how utterly horrific the content was, bursting with depravity and death, I was immediately interested. My expectations were met and exceeded. This book is truly a buffet of repugnance. Animalistic killings, cannibalism, incest, diseased dwellings, sickly human mutation... it's a constantly fetid picture that is painted with the words of LA Morse. It's like Dorian Gray's portrait of himself that gets uglier and more diseased with every debauched act he commits. With every page you read, the overall atmosphere and portrait painted by the author just gets grittier, grosser and more taboo until everything just melts and you're submerged in a goo of rotten human waste.
This is a fictionalized tale of a figure who may or may not be just a urban legend. Sawney Bean, a Scottish serial killer that stalked the highlands in the 16th century with his incestuous cannibal crew, is mostly accepted as a real person but that view isn't absolute. It's frightening to think that anything like what is described in the book may have actually happened. Everything about this family's lifestyle is entirely repellent.
I don't want to go into detail of the horror depicted in this tale. I want you to discover every dripping stalactite of abomination for yourself. It's just more fun that way.
I bought this book out of sheer morbid curiosity. I recognized the cover art as being Frank Frazetta and that sparked my interest, so I looked it up. After reading about how utterly horrific the content was, bursting with depravity and death, I was immediately interested. My expectations were met and exceeded. This book is truly a buffet of repugnance. Animalistic killings, cannibalism, incest, diseased dwellings, sickly human mutation... it's a constantly fetid picture that is painted with the words of LA Morse. It's like Dorian Gray's portrait of himself that gets uglier and more diseased with every debauched act he commits. With every page you read, the overall atmosphere and portrait painted by the author just gets grittier, grosser and more taboo until everything just melts and you're submerged in a goo of rotten human waste.
This is a fictionalized tale of a figure who may or may not be just a urban legend. Sawney Bean, a Scottish serial killer that stalked the highlands in the 16th century with his incestuous cannibal crew, is mostly accepted as a real person but that view isn't absolute. It's frightening to think that anything like what is described in the book may have actually happened. Everything about this family's lifestyle is entirely repellent.
I don't want to go into detail of the horror depicted in this tale. I want you to discover every dripping stalactite of abomination for yourself. It's just more fun that way.
May 4, 2016
Got this priceless trash gem from my big cousin, Paul, when I was 12. It was exactly what a kid going through the weird rebirth of puberty needs to read - in a couple of days I was brought fully up to speed on gore, porn, family unity, the history of "Renaissance" Scotland and food preservation technique. Lately I brine all sorts of meat for dinner, but the first time I ever encountered the idea was reading how the Bean Clan liked to pickle their spare people parts...
Was this a masterfully written account of a legendary, incestuous Scot family of cannibals? Hell if can remember. But I do recall it being a solid page turner for a seventh grader locked in his room, reading with a knotted stomach and half a hard-on. I never really took up the blood & guts & twisted sex genre afterwords. But I imagine it struck a chord with a legion of morbid little freaks, locking them in a grotesque inner existence with no internet to play out their freakish fantasies.
If you can score a copy, don't bother to read. Just drop it off at a church rummage sale. It may just find its way in the hands of a stifled young serial killer. Jeffrey Dalmer probably kept a copy in his fridge.
For an equally gut wrenching tale, where nobody dies or hardly ever gets laid dig this comic doohickey:
Jackass on a Camel: Fossils, Freaks & Mayhem in the Cradle of Mankind
Was this a masterfully written account of a legendary, incestuous Scot family of cannibals? Hell if can remember. But I do recall it being a solid page turner for a seventh grader locked in his room, reading with a knotted stomach and half a hard-on. I never really took up the blood & guts & twisted sex genre afterwords. But I imagine it struck a chord with a legion of morbid little freaks, locking them in a grotesque inner existence with no internet to play out their freakish fantasies.
If you can score a copy, don't bother to read. Just drop it off at a church rummage sale. It may just find its way in the hands of a stifled young serial killer. Jeffrey Dalmer probably kept a copy in his fridge.
For an equally gut wrenching tale, where nobody dies or hardly ever gets laid dig this comic doohickey:
Jackass on a Camel: Fossils, Freaks & Mayhem in the Cradle of Mankind
October 25, 2024
One of the most fucked up books I've ever read. It reminded me a lot of Jack Ketchum's book Off Season, and I wonder if Flesh Eaters was an influence for that book.
June 3, 2021
An exceptional novel of horror with streaks of darkly comic incompetence. The Flesh Eaters doesn't aspire to do much other than tell a brutal tale of Sawney Bean (with plenty of liberties), and because of these self-imposed narrative confines, rarely, if ever, suffers a misstep. Straight-shooting cannibal pulp bliss, reminiscent in savagery to Cormac McCarthy's Child of God.
January 12, 2021
Jesus Christ. I know that this book is called The Flesh Eaters, but I was not expecting it to be so brutally violent. This is waaaaaay bloodier than I was expecting. Some pretty messed up scenes.
Cool!
Cool!
January 24, 2025
4 stars
Holy crap what did I just read?!
This was gruesome, gory, horrifying, terrifying, and just simply utterly fantastic.
Loved every stomach turning minute of this.
Holy crap what did I just read?!
This was gruesome, gory, horrifying, terrifying, and just simply utterly fantastic.
Loved every stomach turning minute of this.
June 18, 2020
One of the more gruesome and dark books you could imagine. Every single thing you find repulsive is in Flesh Eaters, the story of a Scotland cannibal family in the 1600's. Told quickly and with essentially zero downtime, The Flesh Eaters is a lurid very matter of fact description of the veils this family did. Supremely pulpy and fun, I couldn't put it down. While I did wish the story had more room to go places, I like that they present this as a true tale. Really fun read.
March 16, 2019
15th century Scottish cannibals terrorize the people for twenty years. This was a pretty viscous book.
I was use to L.A. Morse's detective books. Those were sleazy good times. This, on the other hand was much more raw. Brutal killings. Rape and incest. Much more savage than his later work.
I was use to L.A. Morse's detective books. Those were sleazy good times. This, on the other hand was much more raw. Brutal killings. Rape and incest. Much more savage than his later work.
December 7, 2019
So far this book is not dull loosely based on the cannibal killer/ highwayman Sawney Beane and his murderous brood this book drags you into 1400's Scotland underbelly defiantly not for the squeamish.
September 15, 2020
Read it when I was at school. Finally found another old used paperback on my travels. A clan of crazy cannibals eating whoever they catch. Why did they never make this a film?????
February 26, 2025
1.75 stars rounded down to 1.
I have a soft spot for cannibal horror. It’s primal, grotesque, and deeply unsettling—a perfect trifecta that makes it one of the most effective subgenres in horror. Maybe it comes from an early appreciation of The Texas Chain Saw Massacre and its zanier, more overtly satirical sequel, both of which wield the allegorical power of cannibalism like a scalpel—or a chainsaw. Sorry, I know, corny.
Cannibalism in horror works because it’s rich with metaphor: exploitation, unchecked hunger (physical, capitalist, sexual), the terrifying idea that we’re always one bad day away from eating each other alive. It’s also a perfect vehicle for body horror, stripping human flesh of its dignity and forcing us to confront our own meat and bone mortality. And unlike overtly sexual horror, which can veer into straight-up ick territory, cannibal horror lets us explore the fetishization of flesh in a way that’s deeply disturbing without being lurid. The best examples (The Hills Have Eyes, Texas Chainsaw, Off Season) walk that fine line between revulsion and fascination.
The Flesh Eaters should have been a grisly classic in that lineage. The premise is solid: feral cannibals hunting travelers in the Scottish moors. It’s the kind of setup Jack Ketchum would later refine into Off Season, a novel that gets nearly everything right about this kind of story. Ketchum understood pacing, dread, and the importance of grounding horror in a world that feels uncomfortably real. Morse, unfortunately, does not.
The biggest misstep—and it’s a fatal one—is the use of present tense. Normally, present tense in horror heightens immediacy, but here, it distances the reader, flattening everything into a dull, detached recitation, like bad journalism. It reads like someone breathlessly summarizing a horror movie they half-remember from late-night cable.
I wish it worked. The Frazetta cover alone almost earns it a spot in the cult horror canon. But beyond the tense issue, the writing is just weak. The gore is plentiful but weightless, the characters exist only to be eaten, and the whole thing feels like an exploitation cash-in rather than a serious attempt at horror. Frankly, if I were told this was a boring, overwritten screenplay punched up into a novel over the course of a few weeknights, I wouldn’t be surprised.
It’s a shame because, in better hands, this could have been great. Off Season proves that.
Still, if you’re a cannibal horror completist, The Flesh Eaters is worth a read just to see where Off Season almost certainly came from. Otherwise, it’s a cool one to have on your shelf but a mostly disappointing read.
Read on paperback in a hospital waiting room.
I have a soft spot for cannibal horror. It’s primal, grotesque, and deeply unsettling—a perfect trifecta that makes it one of the most effective subgenres in horror. Maybe it comes from an early appreciation of The Texas Chain Saw Massacre and its zanier, more overtly satirical sequel, both of which wield the allegorical power of cannibalism like a scalpel—or a chainsaw. Sorry, I know, corny.
Cannibalism in horror works because it’s rich with metaphor: exploitation, unchecked hunger (physical, capitalist, sexual), the terrifying idea that we’re always one bad day away from eating each other alive. It’s also a perfect vehicle for body horror, stripping human flesh of its dignity and forcing us to confront our own meat and bone mortality. And unlike overtly sexual horror, which can veer into straight-up ick territory, cannibal horror lets us explore the fetishization of flesh in a way that’s deeply disturbing without being lurid. The best examples (The Hills Have Eyes, Texas Chainsaw, Off Season) walk that fine line between revulsion and fascination.
The Flesh Eaters should have been a grisly classic in that lineage. The premise is solid: feral cannibals hunting travelers in the Scottish moors. It’s the kind of setup Jack Ketchum would later refine into Off Season, a novel that gets nearly everything right about this kind of story. Ketchum understood pacing, dread, and the importance of grounding horror in a world that feels uncomfortably real. Morse, unfortunately, does not.
The biggest misstep—and it’s a fatal one—is the use of present tense. Normally, present tense in horror heightens immediacy, but here, it distances the reader, flattening everything into a dull, detached recitation, like bad journalism. It reads like someone breathlessly summarizing a horror movie they half-remember from late-night cable.
I wish it worked. The Frazetta cover alone almost earns it a spot in the cult horror canon. But beyond the tense issue, the writing is just weak. The gore is plentiful but weightless, the characters exist only to be eaten, and the whole thing feels like an exploitation cash-in rather than a serious attempt at horror. Frankly, if I were told this was a boring, overwritten screenplay punched up into a novel over the course of a few weeknights, I wouldn’t be surprised.
It’s a shame because, in better hands, this could have been great. Off Season proves that.
Still, if you’re a cannibal horror completist, The Flesh Eaters is worth a read just to see where Off Season almost certainly came from. Otherwise, it’s a cool one to have on your shelf but a mostly disappointing read.
Read on paperback in a hospital waiting room.
November 8, 2021
A bit of an alternative history, taking a true account and embellishing the details, this was some gross-out stuff seemingly for its own sake. A pair of misfit teens murder their masters to free themselves of their own personal obligations and the obligations the world has set for them, and run away to a small cave near the oceanside. In this hidden, isolated enclave they breed, murder, and feast on flesh, tossing all loot out as trash and treasuring the blood. They survive like this for a while before the first of the children arrive, and soon, with a prodigious brood, began to inter-breed with some very graphic sex scenes, children of all ages commingling with each other and the adults - pretty rough stuff for the more conservative readers (although hopefully the cover art has already turned them away!).
I am not dinging the book on account of graphic sex or horrific murder, those are fine by me, but the book was incredibly short and uninspired - a very paint-by-numbers book the end being telegraphed from the very beginning. No surprises here but if you MUST read to satisfy your own bloodlust be warned - there are much better books out there. Crack open a Clive Barker fer chrissakes.
I am not dinging the book on account of graphic sex or horrific murder, those are fine by me, but the book was incredibly short and uninspired - a very paint-by-numbers book the end being telegraphed from the very beginning. No surprises here but if you MUST read to satisfy your own bloodlust be warned - there are much better books out there. Crack open a Clive Barker fer chrissakes.
June 2, 2020
Wow. This is quite a tour de force. What could have been a cheap, sleazy gore fest turns out to be an intriguing dive into sadism, cannibalism, madness, and fear. The book starts out with Sawney attending executions (the details are unsettling, even to my jaded eyes) that he finds titillating, planting the seed of what is to come. The events from there unfold in rapid succession; there is no part of this novel that lacks either action or intrigue. If you like your imagination pushed to the limits as far as sadism and madness, this book will not disappoint.
P.S. The cover has nothing to do with the book other than it appears the two men (?) are taking a body back to camp for dinner.
P.S. The cover has nothing to do with the book other than it appears the two men (?) are taking a body back to camp for dinner.
May 18, 2020
Unconcerned as to whether the tale of Sawney Bean is legend, fact, folklore or propaganda (or a heady mix of all four), Morse presents his version as a pure horror story, in a flat, journalistic style which gets straight to the immediacy of the tale, veering into comedy for the inept (and venal) representatives of law and church, black comedy/horror for the scenes in which hapless innocents accused of Bean's crimes are vilified and executed, pure horror for Bean's crimes themselves, and a pleasing lack of judgement all round.
July 17, 2023
This one really walks the walk as far as promised nastiness is concerned. It has a reputation for a reason and the pace is lightning quick. Lots of disturbing subject matter to please gore hounds, and it absolutley lives up to the intense frazetta cover artwork.
May 17, 2017
first read it in high school as it got passed around.
May 7, 2018
Interesting read. True story, though I’m sure highly dramatized, that inspired “The Hills Have Eyes”.
November 13, 2019
Scary stuff. The subject matter hooks you in. There is a lack of a central character. No heroes here. Book reads like headlines in a newspaper.
November 2, 2023
Super grim retelling of the Sawney Bean story that plays out as a somehow even more pessimistic, misanthropic version of Off Season.
May 17, 2025
The prologue of this novella claims that all that happens within is a matter of historical record, which is obviously bunk. Sawney Beane is a folkloric figure, and there isn't even any agreement of what century his supposed crimes were committed during. This legend is a subject that interests me, and I have read that it this book is supposedly an antecedent for contemporary extreme horror, which I can definitely see, but a few flaws kept this from really working for me.
First there is the unusual decision by the author to write the novella in present-tense. I suspect this was intended to to give the action in the story a sense of immediacy and impact, but to me it just weakened the prose and made the story come off as being anecdotal.
More egregious however is the bizarre shift from gore and shock material in the first half of the book, which is centered around the genesis and development of Beane's cannibal clan; to goofy black comedy and slapstick in the second with the bumbling, lazy Sheriff and his utter disinterest in solving the cause of the disappearances. The uncertainty of tone really sucks all the potential pathos and horror out of the gruesome scenes set from the Beane Clan's POV, and this book is frankly much too short to be able to afford spreading the narrative between multiple perspectives.
First there is the unusual decision by the author to write the novella in present-tense. I suspect this was intended to to give the action in the story a sense of immediacy and impact, but to me it just weakened the prose and made the story come off as being anecdotal.
More egregious however is the bizarre shift from gore and shock material in the first half of the book, which is centered around the genesis and development of Beane's cannibal clan; to goofy black comedy and slapstick in the second with the bumbling, lazy Sheriff and his utter disinterest in solving the cause of the disappearances. The uncertainty of tone really sucks all the potential pathos and horror out of the gruesome scenes set from the Beane Clan's POV, and this book is frankly much too short to be able to afford spreading the narrative between multiple perspectives.
December 1, 2024
I am very uncomfortable with how comfortable I was with the pages of this book. Now I need to read more by this author to see if they always manage to tell such horrific tales with almost no horror.
November 25, 2024
Got sent this book in a 'book of the month surprise bundle' and read it over a weekend away.
Very gory, pretty scary at times and a reminder of how terrible humans can be.
Would recommend this book if you are into that sort of thing. Very easy to get through in one sitting.
Very gory, pretty scary at times and a reminder of how terrible humans can be.
Would recommend this book if you are into that sort of thing. Very easy to get through in one sitting.
April 9, 2023
I read this book after reading Jack Ketchum's Off-season and Offspring and it didn't disappoint. The Flesheaters is about the real life cannibal Seany Beane and his feral family he has hiding in caves. They cause murderous havoc to anyone who passes through their territory. How long can their wreckless behavior go on. You will have to read to find out. Enjoy.
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