Where Monsters Lie Review

Where Monsters Lie Review

Does anyone like the ‘burbs? Cookie cutter houses, with manicured lawns, and an HOA? They’re always called something pretentious like ‘The Acres at Wildwood’ or ‘The Oakes on the Lake’  and wouldn’t you know it, there’s not an oak tree in sight. It would be nice if there were communities, like the suburbs, but only with like-minded people. Enter Wilmhurst.

Wilmhurst is a lovely little private community built for like-minded people. Manicured grounds, groceries, and supplies delivered to your door, organized functions, and a reasonably reasonable HOA. Sounds fantastic, right? Especially if you’re a murderous monster of an individual. Yes, Wilhurst is home to a murder clown with a flamethrower, a puzzlemaster with dick traps, cannibal hillbillies with chainsaws, and someone called F*ckmaster who really loves his garden. Those organized functions? Murder sprees. Yes, this HOA thinks of everything.

You might ask yourself, “Self, what could Wilmhurst possibly ask for in return?” Just fear, and reaped souls-nothing too special. Here I am spending $1400 a month, and all I get is a sand volleyball court and the occasional ice cream social. Plus my neighbors aren’t as colorful. Still a lot of screaming though…

Where Monsters Lie is the marvelous tale of social abnormalities, an FBI agent’s quest for vengeance, and some of the most twisted things I’ve ever seen on the page. It’s an absolute delight. As always, I’m not going to give you the whole story because I genuinely want you fun few who take pleasure in creative depravity to read this. Buy this book. Dooo it. 

The art, while simplistic at times, does the story justice. Each character is unique, and menacing without falling to easy clinches. The story is not one you’re just going to find anywhere which makes it all the more special. Is this book for everyone? Heavens no. Do I want you to still read and support it? Absolutely.