Monstera

Praise for Monstera:


“Compelling, sexy and overall just heaps of fun, Monstera is the perfect book for those who’ve always felt that cottagecore would be more enjoyable if it included gore and female rage. After reading this novella, I will certainly never look at seedlings the same way again.”
Johanna van Veen, author of My Darling Dreadful Thing


“Monstera is my kind of botanical cocktail, equal parts sinister, sexy, and sweet—and one hundred percent delicious.”
Jennifer Thorne, author of Diavola


“Monstera is a botanical beauty. Lean forward and inhale Delilah S. Dawson’s fragrant bouquet of sapphic depravity. One whiff and this nightshade novella will wrap its tendrils right around the reader.”
Clay McLeod Chapman, author of Devil Inside


“Horror that is meticulous, intricate, and intimate. Truly an exemplary work of the horror novella format, and serves too as an excellent companion piece to the (also excellent!) Bloom.”
Chuck Wendig, New York Times bestselling author of The Staircase in the Woods


“Monstera will crawl over your skin and envelope you like ivy. A dark sapphic romance that’s as sinister as it is surprising.”
Jenny Kiefer, author of This Wretched Valley


“Lush, sensual, and brimming with rage, Monstera coils around you like a living thing—rooted in longing, blooming in terror.”
Lindy Ryan, USA Today bestselling author of Dollface and Bless Your Heart


“Fragile like a bomb in all its sapphic glory. Dawson once again gleefully drags the reader into the darkness – and you’ll follow willingly, oh yes, you will. With Monstera Delilah S. Dawson shows yet again that she can and does just keep getting better.”
Angela “A.G.” Slatter, award-winning author of The Cold House


“Dawson writes of brutality and tender first loves with the same sure, graceful hand. Monstera’s roots run deep and bloody.”
Keith Rosson, author of Coffin Moon


“Another delicious, intricate, dark novella which delights in challenging reader assumptions with its sweet slow-burn love story: here, the plants aren’t the only things which become monstrous…”
Ally Wilkes, author of All the White Spaces and Where the Dead Wait