For a debut novel, the author delivers a captivating piece of storytelling. The story begins with Zora Robinson, a student with a degree in African and African American Studies. Passionate about local history, conjure traditions, and highly skilled in defensive magic, Zora is determined to excel in her thesis project. Her advisor, Dr. Grant, sees her dedication and gives her a diary belonging to a librarian who once disappeared. The same eerie motif connects back to the childhood trauma that fractured Zora’s relationship with her sister.
People are drawn into the woods by strange cries echoing through the trees, sounds only they can hear. The tension in the woods made me feel genuinely uneasy. To Zora, this is not just fear but an opportunity to uncover untold stories and contribute something meaningful to the folklore she studies.
Her investigation leads her to The Keepers of the Beast, a secret society formed around 1877 by Bricksbury’s founders. The community, shaped by struggles involving education, class, and race, endured relentless white violence. To protect Bricksbury and Jonesborough’s Black population, they relied on both faith and Hoodoo magic. What began with foxes eventually escalated into something darker involving human sacrifice.
As Zora digs deeper, she uncovers the truth behind the students who have gone missing for years. Her mission becomes more than documenting history. She seeks justice for the victims who were never heard.
I rate this novel 4.5 stars. The plot, the atmosphere, and the ending all work together to bring the story to life. My only complaint is a minor technical detail, but overall, this book is gripping from start to finish.