The Silent Offering

In Haven Ridge. Silence Is Sacrifice

The baby hadn’t even cried yet when they slit his throat. Naomi didn’t see the blade move. One second, her baby was wrapped in lambskin and oil, looking up at the ceiling. Next, there was a line of red across his neck, too fine to be real.

Then the blood came.

Slow at first, then steady, flowing over the woman’s hands as she held him, tilted like a chalice.

Naomi screamed.

She’d screamed when they took him from her. She’d screamed when they smeared ash on his forehead, when they opened the door and let the chanting in. But this—this sound came from a deeper place. A place below her ribs and lungs, where grief hadn’t even had time to settle yet.

The woman holding her baby looked down as the blood spilled into the stone bowl they’d brought with them. Her hands didn’t shake. Her expression didn’t change.

“This is mercy,” she said, almost gently. “We’ve planned everything so carefully, Naomi. The Almighty showed us the way.”

The Silent Offering comes in a Standard and Dark Edition. The Dark Editions features atmospheric red text on black pages and bonus content for an immersive horror reading experience.