Do you love fairy tales?
I don’t mean the kind with fairy godmothers and magic slippers, with wishes and happily ever afters. No.
I don’t mean the kind with a vague moral at the end, a reason for the scary nature of the story to frighten curious children away from dangerous circumstances and into a more humble attitude.
That is not this book.
I mean the kind with danger that lurks around every corner; where stories are not just stories. Where, despite all warnings and the terror in your belly, you move forward, towards the horror that awaits you- just so you know… who was watching you sleep.
This book was made for people who like to be scared of the dark, where the hair rising on the back of your neck is a sensation you trust. This book was made for people like Alice… and me. And you.
With a wonderfully creepy atmosphere and an almost morbid temperament, The Hazel Wood was lyrically written, and definitely left me wanting more.