Some places remember. Some rituals should stay buried.
Mara Fenwick returns to Hollowmere for one reason: to bury her grandmother, settle the estate, and leave.
But Hollowmere has never been a place that lets go easily.
The reservoir is behaving impossibly. A church bell that has been silent for decades has begun to ring. Beneath the black water, a drowned steeple has moved. And throughout the village, people are preparing for something they refuse to explain.
Every thirteen years, Hollowmere performs a ritual.
This time, sixteen-year-old Wren Ashe has been chosen.
As strange marks spread across Wren's skin and the blood moon draws closer, Mara begins uncovering the secrets her grandmother tried to leave behind. Secrets buried in her family, in the founding bloodlines of Hollowmere, and beneath the reservoir itself.
Because the ritual isn't tradition.
It's containment.
And something beneath the water has been waiting a very long time for the village to make a mistake.
Ancient blood. Modern secrets. Same hunger.
A dark fantasy horror of buried rituals, inherited secrets, body horror and a village that has survived for generations by feeding something that should never have been allowed to wake.