The Berry Moon (en Inglés) - Anshul Singh

She comes home for her grandmother's funeral meaning to stay three days. Sign some papers. Close up the cottage. Go.

But in her grandmother's desk she finds a ledger of names going back generations - and her own name freshly written in, in her grandmother's failing hand: N. coming home. In time, I think. Good girl.

Ashwick has always kept the wood at the edge of the village happy. An offering left at the new moon. A debt paid quietly, year after year, so quietly most of the village has convinced itself it's nothing but an old story.

Nora is about to learn it was never just a story - and that eleven years ago, before she left, she made a promise to that wood she doesn't remember making.

The Berry Moon is six days away. And this time, there's no one left to pay what Nora owes but Nora herself.

A slow-burn folk horror novel about grief, inheritance, and the debts our families pay so quietly we never know they're being paid - for readers of atmospheric, character-driven horror where the real haunting is what a family doesn't say out loud.