About the book
"This chilling tale came to me in a nightmare so real, that I woke up. No fiction-just what my subconscious unleashed".
In the dim, rain-soaked streets of Patchogue, New York, wine critic Leo King is shattered by unimaginable loss-his beloved wife Kate dies in childbirth, their unnamed newborn perishing in eerie silence, captured forever in shaky footage from his action camera. Weeks later, a grimy shoebox appears on his porch containing two blind, trembling kittens that bite with unnatural intent and demand endless milk, their saucers draining dry overnight. What begins as a fragile distraction from whiskey-fueled grief spirals into cosmic horror: the kittens multiply explosively, birthing grotesque litters in shadowed corners, growing from helpless blobs to feral adults in hours, their green eyes piercing Leo's unraveling mind.