Dark Appalachian Romantasy,
haunted woods,
and love that refuses to stay buried
“There is a threshold between the everyday world, and a world where laws of nature do not apply. They call Appalachia a valley of peace, but peace don’t always mean safe. Some say the mountains here still keep covenant with old things, not Gods, exactly, but older than that. Things with no names. If you walk the trails at dusk, keep your eyes low and your prayers quiet. The mountains don’t mind your visit, but they don’t forget your name ”
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Old Blood Black Earth
In the mountains of East Tennessee, the land keeps score.
Photojournalist Jessamine Thrasher chases environmental collapse, documenting the quiet disasters most people ignore. But when her latest assignment leads her to the isolated town of Hollowtree Gap, she finds more than poisoned creeks. She finds the Blacklight.
A shadowbound executioner of fae bargains, the Blacklight is a creature mortals aren't meant to see. Then Jessamine does.
Her sight fractures ancient laws, dragging her into a hidden war between feuding fae courts and the Mawl, an ancient land-spirit choking on human damage. When an unauthorized mark binds Jessamine to the very creature meant to terrify her, survival requires an impossible cooperation.
In a world where cryptids crawl from wounded forests and the land itself is unravelling, Jessamine must navigate a prophecy never meant to be found. Because in the Smokies, power rots from the inside out, and the most dangerous thing isn't the monsters. It's the attraction.
Southern Gothic. Romantasy. Environmental Horror.
Perfect for readers who like their romance slow-burn, emotionally ruthless, and scorching hot.
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Old Blood Black Earth is currently in active drafting and revision, with plans for indie publication through Haunted Holler Press.
At Haunted Holler Press, we believe that the scariest monsters aren't the ones under the bed, they are the ones hidden in our own code.
Old Blood Black Earth has its own monsters. In the real world, mine is ALS.
This disease has taken four lives in my family. Now, it has its grip on my mother and my Aunt.
Every book I write, every page I publish, is fueled by the hope that one day no one else has to watch someone they love disappear piece by piece to this brutal illness.
Because of that, I have committed to donating at least 10% of all Haunted Holler Press profits to ALS research, fighting for a future where ALS is no longer a death sentence.
When you pick up Old Blood Black Earth or anything I create, you are not just supporting an author. You are standing with a family fighting back against something that has stalked our bloodline for generations.
Stories carry power. Research builds weapons. Together, they become the molecular swords scientists are forging to silence ALS once and for all.
Fear does not get the final word. Thank you for standing with me.
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