In a town that shouldn't exist, faith doesn't save you...it feeds. Slaughterhouse Cross is a literary horror novel about belief, control, memory, and the violence we disguise as devotion. Hidden somewhere between forgotten highways and broken radio signals, Slaughterhouse Cross was once a church, then a slaughterhouse, and now something far more dangerous. When Gabriel Austin Malphas arrives, he doesn't bring salvation; he brings a new language for hunger.
His followers come seeking meaning, escape, or purpose. What they find is a living scripture written in blood, ritual, and recorded testimony. Eden documents everything. Every sermon, every fracture, every transformation. Her tapes become scripture; unreliable, intimate, and terrifyingly sincere. Detective Maxwell follows a trail of missing animals, strange symbols, and quiet atrocities into the valley, only to discover a community that doesn't just hide its sins; it sanctifies them.
And somewhere else entirely, a man named Thorne waits in institutional silence, stitching meaning into madness, preparing for a convergence he insists is inevitable. Told through shifting perspectives, fragmented testimonies, sermons, case notes, hallucinations, and ritualized memory, Slaughterhouse Cross is not a mystery to be solved; it is an infection to be witnessed. This is not a story about cults.
It is a story about how meaning becomes weaponized. About how language becomes law. About how freedom becomes a mouth that must be fed. Disturbing, lyrical, and unflinchingly original, Slaughterhouse Cross blends cosmic horror, psychological dread, Southern Gothic, and literary surrealism into a narrative that feels both prophetic and profane. Enter the Cross. Just don't expect to leave unchanged.
In a town that shouldn't exist, faith doesn't save you...it feeds. Slaughterhouse Cross is a literary horror novel about belief, control, memory, and the violence we disguise as devotion. Hidden somewhere between forgotten highways and broken radio signals, Slaughterhouse Cross was once a church, then a slaughterhouse, and now something far more dangerous. When Gabriel Austin Malphas arrives, he doesn't bring salvation; he brings a new language for hunger.
His followers come seeking meaning, escape, or purpose. What they find is a living scripture written in blood, ritual, and recorded testimony. Eden documents everything. Every sermon, every fracture, every transformation. Her tapes become scripture; unreliable, intimate, and terrifyingly sincere. Detective Maxwell follows a trail of missing animals, strange symbols, and quiet atrocities into the valley, only to discover a community that doesn't just hide its sins; it sanctifies them.
And somewhere else entirely, a man named Thorne waits in institutional silence, stitching meaning into madness, preparing for a convergence he insists is inevitable. Told through shifting perspectives, fragmented testimonies, sermons, case notes, hallucinations, and ritualized memory, Slaughterhouse Cross is not a mystery to be solved; it is an infection to be witnessed. This is not a story about cults.
It is a story about how meaning becomes weaponized. About how language becomes law. About how freedom becomes a mouth that must be fed. Disturbing, lyrical, and unflinchingly original, Slaughterhouse Cross blends cosmic horror, psychological dread, Southern Gothic, and literary surrealism into a narrative that feels both prophetic and profane. Enter the Cross. Just don't expect to leave unchanged.