Review: Lovely by Rin Sangar

Synopsis:

Heather Strand is seventeen years old and wants nothing more than to escape the small town she was born and raised in, until she learns there is something far more sinister at play in her life. A gothic horror set in the bible belt of the American south, LOVELY is filled with fear and teenage life, creating both a coming-of-age story and a late-night creature feature.

Favorite Lines:

“Tomorrow morning, a child’s dead body will rise up from the depths of the lake, pale and bloated. Tomorrow afternoon, a city cab will carry Heather Strand back into town after a three month absence. Tomorrow everything would change – but for tonight, there was a moment of blissful ignorance hanging in the air.”

“It was still out there, too still. The woods waited.”

My Opinion:

I received a copy of this book from the author in exchange for my honest opinion.

There’s something off about Lovely from the very first page, and it doesn’t try to hide it. The opening feels calm, almost pretty, with this quiet small-town evening settling in. But then it immediately undercuts itself with that line about a child’s body rising from the lake the next day. That contrast sets the tone for everything that follows. It’s not trying to scare you in big, dramatic ways. It’s more about that slow realization that something is deeply wrong here.

Heather is not an easy character to like, but she is very easy to believe. She comes back to town already cracked open, carrying something heavy from wherever she’s been, and the story doesn’t rush to explain it. The way she moves through the world feels numb and sharp at the same time. Her relationship with Tyler adds another layer that feels messy in a very human way. It’s not romantic in a clean or comforting sense. It’s complicated, sometimes uncomfortable, and that fits the tone of the book really well.

What stood out to me most is how the town itself feels like the main character. Lovely isn’t just a setting. It feels aware, like it’s watching everything happen. The interwoven stories from different time periods build this sense that whatever is happening has been happening for a long time. The archivist discovering patterns in old deaths, the summer camp massacre, the stories about people who pass through and don’t make it out. None of these are thrown in randomly. They stack on top of each other until it starts to feel less like coincidence and more like a system.

The writing leans heavily on atmosphere, and it works. There are a lot of quiet moments that stretch just long enough to feel uncomfortable. The woods, the lake, even the empty streets all carry this weight to them. There’s also this recurring idea that something is mimicking people, blending in just well enough to go unnoticed. That concept sticks in the back of your mind and makes everything else feel more unsettling.

The pacing is interesting. It jumps between present day and different points in the past, which can feel a little disjointed at first, but it starts to click once you realize each piece is adding to the same pattern. It’s less about following a straight plot and more about slowly uncovering what this place is capable of. By the time Heather and Tyler start digging into Max’s death, it doesn’t feel like an isolated event anymore. It feels like they’ve stepped into something much bigger than either of them understands.

This isn’t a clean mystery where everything gets tied up neatly. It leans more into unease than answers. You’re not just asking what happened. You’re asking what kind of place this is, and whether it was ever safe to begin with.

Summary:

Overall, this was a slow-burning, atmospheric horror set in a small town that feels alive in all the wrong ways. It’s less about solving a single mystery and more about uncovering what the town itself might be hiding. Best for readers who like eerie, layered stories with multiple timelines and a lingering sense of unease rather than fast-paced horror. Happy reading!

Check out Lovely here!


 

Review: Portraits of Decay by J.R. Blanes

Synopsis:

Up-and-coming young artist Jefferson Fontenot has everything going for him: The hot New Orleans art scene has noticed him, and he’s finally found his true love, Nevaeh Parker. But Fontenot’s bright future hides a darkness known as Gemma Landry— the artist’s lover and art scene influencer. Gemma believes Jefferson’s talent holds the key to her seizing control of the popular Carondelet Street Gallery. But when Gemma discovers Jefferson’s infidelity, she enslaves the artist with a poison she acquired from swamp-dwelling witch Mirlande St. Pierre.

Now trapped in a rotting body and plagued by hellish visions, Jefferson finds himself reduced to a zombie-like servant for his unhinged ex, while Nevaeh is forced to embrace her past, hoping to save the man she loves. As the dark curse courses through Jefferson’s veins, everyone involved soon discovers—in the most brutal of fashions—the terror that awaits when you cross Gemma Landry.

Favorite Lines:

“If I can’t create, I’ll die.”

“A mirror reflecting everything Gemma hated about herself.”

“Now, she was no longer ashamed of her scars. They were a testament to her survival.”

My Opinion:

I received a copy of this book from the author in exchange for my honest opinion.

Portraits of Decay is raw, unsettling, and emotionally relentless, but never careless. From the prologue onward, Blanes establishes a sense of dread rooted not just in horror elements, but in control, obsession, and emotional dependence. The violence is shocking, yes, but what lingers longer is the slow erosion of agency across the characters’ lives.

What makes the novel so compelling is how deeply embedded it is in its setting. New Orleans is not just a backdrop here; it bleeds into every interaction and impulse. The art scene, the humidity, the supernatural undertones, and the social hierarchies all feel lived-in rather than aestheticized. Blanes captures the precariousness of creative ambition with unsettling precision. The question at the heart of the book is not simply what happens when art is taken from you, but what happens when your identity is tied so tightly to someone else that you no longer recognize where your voice ends and theirs begins.

The character dynamics are where the novel truly shines. Jefferson’s passivity, Nevaeh’s vulnerability, and Gemma’s manipulative control form a volatile triangle that feels disturbingly plausible. No one is fully innocent, yet no one feels disposable. Even when characters make frustrating choices, those choices feel rooted in fear, insecurity, or survival rather than convenience. The emotional harm inflicted between characters is often more disturbing than the physical violence, because it is so recognizable.

Summary:

Overall, Portraits of Decay is not a comfortable read, but it is an effective one. It examines obsession, artistic ego, and emotional captivity with an unflinching eye, allowing its characters to be ugly, damaged, and honest. The horror lies less in the supernatural than in how easily control can masquerade as love, and how ambition can justify cruelty. This is a novel that trusts its readers to sit with discomfort and draw their own conclusions, and it is stronger for that restraint.

It will resonate most with readers who enjoy psychological horror, literary horror, and character-driven dark fiction. It is especially well suited for those interested in stories about artistic identity, toxic relationships, and emotional manipulation. Fans of slow-burn tension, morally complex characters, and atmospheric settings will likely find this novel both disturbing and deeply engaging. Happy reading!

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