When a six-year-old girl is abused and left for dead by a pedophile known only as the “Rabbit Man” due to the claw marks left on her body, police follow every lead but reach only dead ends.
Hungry for justice, her grieving father abandons wife and child on a harrowing journey deep undercover into Miami’s sex offender colony under the Julia Tuttle Causeway. His purpose is simple: to find the “Rabbit Man” among them, and put him in the ground.
Months later, with no one to trust and the pedophiles he lives among growing suspicious of his actions, he learns nothing is simple where the monsters live.
Imagine sitting down to a meal consisting of all your favorite foods. WAIT! Let’s make this even more fun and pretend it’s your last meal before your execution – (yay)!
At first glance, my table would make most people chuckle because my favorite foods do not complement each other well, or at all. (I’m a grown ass woman and can have ice cream and Twinkies for dinner if I want to!).
My book shelf mirrors my dinner table / last meal.
Yes… I’m all about the extreme horror. Give me a story filled with buckets of gore, sprinkled with very wrong humor, and of course a gratuitous titty (or three) thrown in, and I’m in a very happy place.
BUT… I love ALL flavors of horror. Man cannot live on ice cream alone! Nor can I live on the extreme alone. Plus, [IMHO] there are only a handful of authors who can pull if off successfully – (for MY tastes).
Why the hell am I talking about this? I’m so glad you asked!
Dunc has proven to be quite the ‘master chef’.
Reread my review of GRISTLE & BONE – I think it was my first book by Duncan Ralston, and I didn’t know him then. I was floored by the stories in that collection by an author who was unknown to me at the time, and to this day I still go through a moment of mourning when I finish one of his books, not wanting it to come to an end. If you’ve read WOOM then you know he is one of the aforementioned authors who can pull off the extreme without losing the story.
WHERE THE MONSTERS LIVE is NOT an extreme horror story, but I want you to have a little ‘heads up’. It’s not super graphic, but it will sucker punch you right in the feels. It will disturb you a bit, and up the level if you have a child of your own.
I didn’t realize I was crying until The Dark Defender woke up to ask me what was wrong, and I had tears streaming down my cheeks.
I got a sinking feeling at one point, because I thought I knew exactly how this story was going to end (we’ll talk about it once you finish). That wouldn’t have made it a suck story – but I’m happy that it didn’t go for the ‘ironic twist’, and I’m very satisfied with how it’s wrapped up – and there could be a little wiggle room JIC case the story isn’t done with us yet.
Before we wrap this up, please allow me one more moment of inappropriate, and probably unjustified humor here… I cannot remember when or why this popped in my head while reading, but it did, and now it’s going to get stuck in your head, too. #earrape #psychodad
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Who’s that riding into the sun,
Who’s the man with the itchy gun,
Who’s the man who kills for fun
Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad…
Now, please excuse me so I can get some food – I’m STARVING!
Peace, Love & Necrophilia ♥
STALKING DUNCAN RALSTON:
You can connect with Dunc via his Official Website: THE FOLD, ShadowWorkPublishing, and his author pages @ Goodreads, Amazon, BookBub, and BookLikes. Or through social media – Facebook, Twitter (@userbits), and YouTube.
Be sure to grab the EASTER EGGS AND BUNNY BOILERS horror anthology before Sunday! While the rest of the fam is sitting around the table chewing with their mouths open, and talking about whoever is in the bathroom at the moment, you can keep your sanity by reading about the true meaning of Easter – demented rabbits, chocolate obsessed children drowning in their own greed, serial killers, and resurrection! YAY!!
Red eyed from 4/20, or from the demons within?
Whichever one… that’s a Killer Smile you’re wearin’!