Grieving the sudden loss of her husband, Samantha Perry is desperate to rebuild her shattered life. A new house, a fresh start, and a budding friendship seem to offer a glimmer of hope.
But the voice in her head won’t be silenced.
And Charlie Perry won’t stay dead.
“An immense pleasure to read... If you love horror that gets under your skin and lingers in your mind long after you close the book, don’t miss this one.” - Ryan Rennik, Author of Black Site, Black Mother
Author utilizes AI imaging for his published works. Authors who do this are likely to also be using AI for their writing. When attempting to contact the author about this he deleted my comments. He’s very aware of what he’s doing and that it’s ethically wrong. Save yourself the time, and support an indie author that supports artists rather than whatever this is. 🖤🖤🖤
This is a skillfully written story that conveys a lot of emotion, especially surrounding loss and grief. It is a slow but solid build in the first half, which then quickly ramps up into a heartache fueled nightmare marked by strange occurences, paranormal entities, and salicious proclivities. I had several genuine moments where I stopped and said, 'Well, that's f'ed up.'
Overall, it is a very thought-provoking book that leaves the reader with the question of what might any of us be willing to endure to have someone you have loved and lost returned to you? 4.5⭐️
Despair takes roots. It grows in the darkest soil of your heart, spreading like tendrils of ivy through abandoned ruins, until your chest becomes a garden of shadows. In his latest book, K.L. Young doesn't just write about the horror of loss – he excavates it. He shows us what happens when grief stops being something we feel and becomes something that feels us, when the monsters we create from it start leaving footprints in the real world.
THORNS has to be my favorite gruesome 'creature feature' horror story. K.L. Young has added to the severely lacking sub-genre of Horticultural Horror. The story reminds me of a very adult version of those horror movies I watched on Saturday afternoon as a kid.