Power, hunger and desire are front and centre is this vivid gothic tale. A retelling of Carmilla, the novella said to have inspired Dracula, you can expect a heady mix of tension, hunger and insatiable rage. Enchanted by a dangerously captivating stranger, Lenore uncovers dark truths about her life through a series of blood soaked encounters. This book will inspire your appetite. Be prepared to be horrified and entirely bewitched.
And I am hungry.
I hook my nail beneath the wallpaper, tear off a strip and roll it into a ball, then put it into my mouth. The paper is sour, chalky. It is a struggle to get it down, but there is something in swallowing that satisfies for a moment. It is fleeting. I eat another strip but choke on it this time, retching onto the boards in a string of bile and saliva. Now that I have begun, it is impossible to stop. It is like those moments when I forced pastille after pastille into my mouth, gorging myself on the sugar, past the point of enjoyment, past the sweetness, past tears and loathing, into that calm distant plane where I can no longer feel a thing.
But now I feel everything.
