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Sometimes, I feel like a scratched record that gets stuck on one word or two when I say that I couldn’t put a novel down, but some books are just unputdownable—and Skull Feeder is at the top of that list.
An ancient Native American evil awakens in Jasper’s Corners, Kansas, and it needs the skulls of children to grow stronger, so it can walk the earth again. The wind whispers in the ear of Kent Ephings, and that’s when the headless corpses of children start turning up.
Cassie and her husband, Sheriff Jeb Hawkins, endured three punishing miscarriages before a successful pregnancy took hold, but they are unable to enjoy their miracle while other families are losing their children under horrible circumstances. As Jeb investigates, other strange things begin to happen, as if the town were possessed with some kind of evil.
Strange artifacts are unearthed, and the children are found clutching stones with unusual markings on them. Miles away, at a dig, archeologist Eric Blair discovers a skeleton and a stone with the same markings. Soon, he’s on his way to Kansas, to see if he can help catch a killer.
Skull Feeder drew me in so deeply that I didn’t emerge until I’d read the last page. The plot is an intriguing one, based on a Native American legend, and the creepiness of it actually made me jump at unexpected sounds in my home.
Cassie and Jeb Hawkins are wholesome and good characters, which made what was happening to them and their town so heart-wrenching. Despite the horror around them, though, their home is a warm and welcome place, offering a small respite from the diabolical happenings.
With an expert hand, the authors set the dark tone of Skull Feeder, and it will surround you with dread for the characters while causin fear to gooseflesh your skin. The darkness is a palpable presence that’s always there, always waiting to catch you by surprise—and it often does.
Suspense and horror build in the small, peaceful town where evil takes a stroll, making Skull Feeder a scary and intense ride—and you’ll want to stay on, no matter how much it frightens you, to a most unexpected end.
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