The story follows a group investigating a decades-old disappearance in the woods, led by chaos magician Professor Frank Colista (yes, really). I genuinely liked Colista, his apprentice Jenifer, and his cat Crowley, who, honestly, was the only character I was actually worried about. The rest of the cast? Not so much.
I also enjoyed reading Trude — not because I liked her (I didn’t), but because she brings that chaos energy that keeps things interesting. One of the supposed emotional cores of the story is a pregnant couple and their deep, undying love for each other. The book tells you this. Repeatedly. But somehow… you never feel it. Maybe it’s the writing, maybe the pacing, but their connection just didn’t land for me.
The prologue is fantastic. One of those rare horror openers that immediately grabs your attention and doesn’t let go. The book isn’t long either; not quite a one-sitting binge, but easily knocked out over two cozy evenings and a warm drink.
The middle dragged a little for me. You can tell it’s building toward the big last act, but the momentum dips and I found myself skimming here and there. Luckily, the third act picks up hard. Back to tension, blood, and what-the-hell-is-happening energy I wanted all along.
As for the horror itself: Holley mixes folk, occult, and a dash of body horror into a creepy, snowed-in setting that absolutely works. The atmosphere is strong, and the mystery is compelling. I found myself more invested in figuring out what was going on than in the fate of most characters. But maybe that’s the point.
Fun, creepy, and atmospheric. Unseen Gods doesn’t hit emotionally, but it nails the weird. Perfect for readers craving eerie folklore, occult mayhem, and a splash of gore. All without having to slog through 500 pages.
Thank you to NetGalley and the publisher for providing an ARC in exchange for an honest review.