The Black Feast: Tales of the Hollow

David only wanted a gift for his wife. Instead, he found an antique shop that didn't exist until tonight. The old woman behind the counter didn't offer him a book. The book chose him.It fell open to Page 7. The instructions were written in what looked like dried blood:"Take your own spit, your last tear, the nail of your smallest toe. Boil at 3 AM. Eat alone."David slammed the book shut and walked out.But Page 7 was already folded in his pocket. Warm. Following him.THE BLACK FEAST is not a novel you read. It is a novel that reads you.Inside these pages, five souls are trapped in a nightmare that never ends:The Chef who ate his own left hand – and was still hungry.The Investigator who found a door in the floor. (Don't open it. You will open it.)The Nurse who inherited a scream that has been dying for ten years.The Driver whose shadow detached itself and started hunting.The Writer who broke through a basement wall and found a child who knew his real name.Their stories are connected by one black book with gold letters that bleed into existence. Read more