Adam Nevill is a fantastic storyteller, a master of slow-building tension, and he's written a fever dream of a book. House of Small Shadows is chilling, disorienting, and deeply creepy. It has the feel of a cult classic, something horror fans will still be reading with immense delight fifty years from now.” —Scott Smith, New York Times Bestselling author of The Ruins
“Modern storytelling...and old school terror. Very scary, highly recommended.” —Jonathan Maberry, NYT bestselling author
“One of the most subtle and powerful writers of dark fiction - a unique voice.” —Michael Marshall Smith, New York Times Bestselling author
“Adam Nevill is a spine-chiller in the classic tradition, a writer who draws you in from the world of the familiar, eases you into the world of terror, and then locks the door behind you. The House of Small Shadows grows darker and takes on more menacing life with each step forward.” —Michael Koryta, New York Times Bestselling author of THE PROPHET
“All I can say is, wow. What an amazing book. Last Days has just about everything I look for in a horror novel; it is well crafted, has a strong plot with believable characters and the horror sequences get under your skin and into your mind. And the images just won't go away. You'll find yourself replaying scenes in your mind for days.” —Fangoria on Last Days
“There are moments in Last Days that are so frightening, it feels like Neville is giving your heart a bare-handed squeeze. And as a rudimentary crash course in the art of guerrilla filmmaking, Last Days is top notch.” —Bloody Disgusting on Last Days
“Deliciously chilling.” —Publisher's Weekly on Last Days
“Horror fans will revel in this appropriately chilling tale of modern-day murder and mayhem that stretches back several centuries.” —Booklist on Last Days
“Obsession and megalomania, sex and power make for a sophisticated, literate and well-crafted paranormal horror.” —Kirkus Reviews on Last Days
“This is what a horror book should be.” —Suspense Magazine on Last Days
★ 05/19/2014
Unease escalates to stark terror in Nevill’s intricately plotted, character-driven shadow show of numinous ritual and madness. London auction appraiser Catherine Howard is an unstable young woman with a tragic past of “imaginary” playmates and an abducted friend. She is summoned to the infamous Red House in the English countryside to appraise the exquisite taxidermy and doll collection of deceased artist M.H. Mason. Soon her sanity is further endangered by malevolent Edith, the artist’s deranged and manipulative niece, as Catherine becomes fascinated with grotesque panoramas of uniformed rats reenacting wars and rooms of leering handcrafted dolls. Catherine’s unstable reality is engulfed by a twisted wonderland where shadows whisper, ghostly children walk, and life feeds art. The occult is internalized in her troubled psyche, inviting a dreadful symbiosis between the paranormal and perception. Nevill (Last Days) strengthens traditional gothic atmosphere and the haunted house motif with probing literary sensibility, eschewing simplistic scares for awe and lingering ambiguity. This emotionally intense, intellectually challenging supernatural novel explores secret geographies of conscience while raising hackles, and is addictively readable. (July)
05/15/2015
Catherine, an antiques appraiser with a haunted past, is summoned to the crumbling Victorian home of acclaimed taxidermist and doll collector M.H. Mason. Awaiting her are the haunted relics of a twisted genius who created grisly tableaux, his malevolent ancient niece, and chilling threats to her sanity. VERDICT Creepy, chilling, and intense, this gothic fever dream and hauntedhouse story will keep you awake at night. (LJ 7/14)
2014-06-05
British horror author Nevill (Last Days, 2013, etc.) goes hard-core modern gothic when he sends a fragile woman to a derelict estate filled with bizarre treasures.Catherine Howard is a "valuer," an antique dealer’s appraiser. She’s been dispatched to Red House, "a perfectly preserved Gothic Revival house" near the English village of Magbar Wood, which she’s doomed to learn is a "mausoleum that honored loss and madness." The house is crammed with the work of M. H. Mason, a recluse who turned taxidermy into art. Mason's dioramas are "a window into hell," each displaying stuffed rats arranged as soldiers mired in the trenches of World War I. More grotesque, there’s a bedroom crammed with part-human, part-animal marionettes. Edith, Mason’s 90-something niece and only survivor, tells Catherine that Mason returned from WWI missing part of his skull and shut himself away, believing all humanity to be "vermin." Catherine’s back story weaves through the tale, "her memories all waiting in Technicolor with an audio track." She was adopted and raised near an abandoned school where disabled children were deposited. Her village was plagued by kidnappings, one being that of her closest friend. That tragedy sent Catherine into an emotional spiral, and brittleness plagued her early adult life, which was troubled by bullies, deceptions and failed romances. Nevill's setting and pacing are dead-on, and minor characters, like stumpy silent Maude, Edith’s housekeeper, are perfectly creepy. At first blush, Catherine believes Red House’s glories will make her professional reputation. Then come revelations of Mason’s wicked homages to The Martyrs of Rod and String, an ancient marionette morality play with a history that includes the public lynching of itinerant entertainers. Add Catherine’s desertion by her latest boyfriend and the appearance of her London nemesis, and the tale slithers toward a surreal denouement that installs new guardians at Red House.Nevill's talent for horror resonates ominously in every scene, almost as if the theme from Jaws echoes when a page is turned.