If you love the idea of: haunted boys, a rural English village with utter rottenness behind its charming façades, and the folly of blindly adhering to long-held, lore-based traditions: trust me, you need to prioritise this book for your end of year reads. Corvids (the birds always know). A cursed cottage. Found family. The indelible bonds of true friendship, and the lengths one will go to to preserve it. The dark stains of past shame and grief, and how impossible they seem to ignore. Or ever be put to rest. Hidden messages to decipher...fog and mist and old legends...all the autumnal vibes, quivering beneath the seasonal thinning of the veil. Be still, my heart.
This story takes place around Martinmas—an old feast day, but also old Halloween—and is therefore a perfect read for those betwixt-and-between nights of Halloween and Christmas. The long, darker nights ahead are begging for a story like this.
The Haunting of Wounded Birds manages to check so many boxes that it makes my head spin. Characters you will love (and hate). Phenomenal world-building and sense of place. Creeping dread that amplifies with each turn of the page. Expertly woven (pun-intended) British village folklore, told in such a pure, authentic voice, gradually unfolds until it culminates in one hell of a thunderstorm.
If I haven't managed to convince you yet, just take another look at that cover. In this case, you absolutely can judge a book by its cover.
Also, Beverley Lee has managed to write yet another character (Jackdaw) who now lives permanently in my heart 😭. I've read all of her books, and aside from her Gabriel Davenport series (which also holds court in my soul but for very different reasons), this is absolutely my favourite of her works. With Birds, it is safe to say that Beverley Lee is the anointed Queen of Quiet Horror, and a master storyteller.
The Haunting of Wounded Birds takes flight 11 November 2025. Please make it part of your dark nights’ reading ahead…you won't regret it.