She trusted the wrong man. Now her son may be the vessel for something ancient and hungry.
A mother’s love can summon monsters. Or become one.
Angela came to Oxford searching for stability, faith, and a future for her son. Instead, she finds a sealed world of ancient stone, whispered rituals, and men who speak of faith while practicing something far darker.
When a charismatic student claims to share her beliefs, Angela lowers her guard. What begins as comfort turns into coercion, and silence becomes complicity. By the time she begins to question what’s happening, there is no clean way out.
Her son Sydney is changing. His behavior is disturbing. His presence feels wrong. And the secret societies watching them believe he is the key to a ritual meant to welcome something unspeakable into the world.
Angela is not chosen. She is not powerful. She is not the hero of this story. She is only a mother trying to protect her child while questioning whether her love is saving him or condemning them both.
Perfect for readers of occult gothic horror, dark academia, and stories where faith, guilt, and devotion become weapons.
