What critics are saying
A review from Before We Go: "Tether is not slasher or body horror. It is not a book where disfigured bodies are found throughout its chapters. Tether is a slow burn of metaphorical and psychological horror. Daniel Durick masterfully crafts an unrelenting sense of apprehension. His novel is atmospheric, not necessarily in the scenery, but within the characters’ thoughts." Read the full review of Tether here: https://beforewegoblog.com/review-tether-by-daniel-durick/
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Available on Kindle Unlimited! See buying options below (mobile) or to the left (desktop). A Vermont/New England set horror experience (set during a Vermont lunar eclipse). A slow-burn occult horror novel with surprises and twists.
Blurb
“The Universe seeks balance. With an offering in one direction, you can push it in another. You can never set it off course for long, though. It always finds its way back.”
In the intricate web of human connections, where bonds provide comfort, lies a sinister twist. In this occult horror novel, Kristin Fuller, a promising young woman, discovers the malevolent potential of the cosmic threads that bind us. As powerful forces manipulate these connections for nefarious ends, Kristin finds herself in a perilous struggle for survival. With few clues, she and her closest allies confront the looming darkness. In a race against time, Kristin must unravel the mysteries surrounding her and face the ultimate question: Can she break free from the sinister ties that bind, or will she succumb to the forces seeking her demise?
Chapter One
2021, Thursday June 17th
Through the window and into the night, Peter Hubberton stared into the girl’s eyes. Placed between life and death, they reflected the almost full moon. Its gray craters pitted the muscular fibers of her iris, which writhed like snakes over the barren landscape. She haunted him. Four feet above and behind her, the beast's giant eyes glowed and expansive horns reached outward like devil wings.
The scene transformed to black as Lila switched on the lights of their Italian marble kitchen. With the glass now a black mirror, Peter found himself glaring at his wife.
"Are you going to stare at her all night?"
"No." He turned and sat on a stool at the large kitchen island.
Lila took her husband's hand. "It's over soon. Don't spend your last nights tormented."
"You've been tormented for years."
"That's why I'm happy. It's all about to end."
