When John Simpson hears of a bizarre animal attack in his old home town of High Moor, it stirs memories of a long forgotten horror.
John knows the truth. A werewolf stalks the town once more, and on the night of the next full moon, the killing will begin again. He should know. He survived a werewolf attack in 1986, during the worst year of his life.
It’s 1986 and the town is gripped in terror after the mutilated corpse of a young boy is found in the woods. When Sergeant Steven Wilkinson begins an investigation, with the help of a specialist hunter, he soon realises that this is no ordinary animal attack. Werewolves are real, and the trail of bodies is just beginning, with young John and his friends smack in the middle of it.
Twenty years later, John returns to High Moor. The latest attack involved one of his childhood enemies, but there’s more going on than meets the eye. The consequences of his past actions, the reappearance of an old flame and a dying man who will either save or damn him are the least of his problems. The night of the full moon is approaching and time is running out. But how can he hope to stop a werewolf, when every full moon he transforms into a bloodthirsty monster himself?
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A 'howling' good time!
The story is well written and highly engaging. Chris Barnes brings it to life with his top-notch performances. From start to finish, the story is gripping, edge-of-your-seat suspenseful. It's hard to push the stop button and go about regular life.
I'd compare it to Twilight if only to highlight what a werewolf-or any supernatural novel-is supposed to be. Werewolves are supposed to bite, they're supposed to claw, they're supposed to rip people in half with no moral conscience whatsoever. They are not supposed to protect people from vampires or a seventeen year old girl who can't develop her way out of a brown paper bag.
High Moor delivers on the good stuff. The bloody stuff.
Tonia Brown's THE COLD BENEATH. This performances far surpasses the other.
Now that's a horror story! Damn!