THE CARNAGE

She didn't survive the crash.
She survived what came after.

After a wreck on a lonely Southern backroad, Alison Duchannes wakes up marked-changed-and no longer entirely human.

Something came back with her.
Something that knows her name.

Belthas is beautiful, patient, and terrifyingly calm. He isn't a ghost. He isn't an angel. He isn't even a demon in any story Alison knows.
He is something older.
And he has chosen her.

Now Aiken feels wrong.
Stained glass whispers. Eyes linger too long. Everyone looks at her like they can smell the grave-dirt on her skin. Grief curdles. Girlhood fractures. And the line between fear and comfort blurs until Alison can't tell which one Belthas is feeding on.

She isn't being hunted.
She is being curated.

And the more she unravels, the more the underworld seems to recognize her back.

A Southern Gothic slow-burn horror about grief, obsession, coercive devotion, and the terrifying transformation of a girl becoming something not quite human.