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Joël Dicker

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"The thing I love most about Cindy O'Quinn's work is the deeper-than-bone compassion for her people and place. Her horror is unflinching but never cruel, thoroughly grounded in its history and lore, letting the hills and the hollers speak through her to tell us what they know. This is horror with heart, rendering its nightmares with integrity, while still more than tough enough to kick your ass. That's why I love it. And I think you will too."
—John Skipp, New York Times bestselling author

"Dark Cloud on Naked Creek is an enjoyable and thrilling read. Cindy O'Quinn is an extremely talented author. I'm looking forward to reading more of her work."
—Annabella Gentile, screenwriter

"Cindy O'Quinn's characters are so well developed they come to life on each page. Will absolutely recommend Dark Cloud on Naked Creek, to others. Fantastic read!"
—Cathy Moriarty, Oscar®-nominated actress

"Cindy O'Quinn's novel Dark Cloud on Naked Creek takes us into the disturbing, dangerous world of Appalachian lore and legend, and rightfully places her in the company of past Southern Gothic horror masters Jack Cady, Fred Chappell and Michael McDowell. Don't miss this one."
—Thomas Tessier, author of The Nightwalker

"Dripping with beautifully written prose, and enthralling characters, Dark Cloud on Naked Creek is a profoundly emotional tale of family and the ties that bind us. A shining testament to Cindy O'Quinn's mastery of story craft."
—Candace Nola, author of Shadow Manor

After a patient under the care of Afton Sullivan, a nurse at a men's prison, dies under mysterious circumstances, she blames herself for the prisoner's death. It isn't the first time strange things have happened with her patients, and Afton fears it won't be the last.

Thus begins an odyssey of discovery for Afton, as she ventures into the depths of Appalachia to dig into her family's history and learn the truth about herself and the cunning folk of the mountain that she's kin to.

Is she killing people, or does something much darker lurk in the hills and hollers of West Virginia?