Fleeing from a pack of what they perceive to be gangbangers, they shelter in an abandoned row house that has been double bricked from the inside, and they have no way out. Exploring the human condition at its most primitive, Off Season will burn you with hot oil, bite off your penis, and keep you alive while Ketchum removes your limbs and makes human jerky from your flesh.īased in Dubeau’s native Quebec, this novel follows multiple storylines surrounding the discovery of dozens of bodies stored in fridges in the woods, the strange disappearances of a small, rural town and of course, a teen heroine finding the God of Hate and Death in her backyard shed.Ī coming-of-age meld of True Detective and Lovecraftian terror, Dubeau teaches readers about all the ways a god can tear flesh from bones as well as the dangers of power born from destruction.īringing the haunted house to the mean streets of Philly, Keene follows a group of teens car having trouble in the worst neighbourhood they’ve ever been in.

Ketchum plays with the well-known trope of the deformed cannibal family, who terrorize a group of city folk on a trip to an isolated holiday home in Maine. Off Season was deemed so violent after its controversial 1980 release it was taken out of circulation by the publisher until being picked up again in 1999 – with original gore included. Inspired by the works of Clive Barker, Kurtz creates a tension-filled piece of work reminiscent of ’80’s horror literature that will keep you guessing till the bitter end. Once Walt crosses the line into murder, things quickly devolve into an all-out, no-act-too-depraved nightmare with a gooey, sexy drive-in monster at the centre of it. It begins to grow and drip, developing a hunger and demanding to be fed human flesh. His career is promising, and he plans to propose to his loving girlfriend. Shortly after moving in, he notices a dark spot on the ceiling. When soft spoken Walt Blackmore moves into a charming cottage on the outskirts of town, he’s sure things are starting to look up for him. And if you’re still stuck in quarantine (as you absolutely should be) you’ve even got time to order them online and wait for them in the post! Beware: those with weak stomachs need not apply. You’ve got all the time in the world to read all the goriest, splatteriest horror you could ever dream of. You’re also snuggled up with a hot toddy – socks are most definitely on your feet. Picture the scene: It’s below freezing outside, you haven’t left the house for any reason except groceries in months, and there’s no end in sight.

Flesh Gothic by Edward Lee