Glass House — Paul Jessup

Meet the family Glass. They just bought the home of their dreams, and are about to embark on a new stage in their life. Meet Lucas Glass, their father. He's obsessed with the Sunshine Family—a psychedelic rock band from another era that famously devolved into a suicide cult. This is their house, complete with a family crypt.  Meet Dana Glass, their mother and Lucas's wife. She is fascinated with the house, in a way that is far more passionate—more intimate—than she's ever been, even with her husband.  Meet Rae and Lily, the daughters of the family Glass. When Rae makes friends with the Sisters of Sorrow, dark mothers who exist within the walls of the house, she starts a very dangerous game. Lily was buried alive as part of one of her father's documentaries, and while she was near death, she was touched by a ghostly presence. Meet the Glass House, once the Gemini House, and before that the Coffin House, constructed out of repurposed coffin wood and ancient occult magic. It has its own ancient sentience, and loves Dana Glass with all its wooden heart.  From Paul Jessup, best-selling video game designer and award-winning short fiction writer, comes a haunted house novel that opens a door into a world filled with blood and madness.  A Grand Guignol haunted house story. Don't turn the lights off.—Silvia Moreno-Garcia author of Mexican Gothic Masterful. Jessup understands the humanity that beats at the heart of horror, and never flinches from the flaws that lurk at the core of every family.—Jonathan Wood, author of Broken Hero One of the most gorgeous haunted house stories I've ever read.­—­Bonnie Jo Stufflebeam, author of Glorious Fiends A family experiences an immediate, unsettling attachment to their new home, a house rife with occult secrets. We've been here before, but as horror fans know, it isn't the trope an author chooses, that gives the story a kick. It's all in the execution. The classic premise here has been sharpened by Paul Jessup's keen use of the vernacular, characters who are damaged in fascinating ways, and some mind-blowing yet plausible family history. A dizzying concoction of suspense and supernatural horror, served on ice.— S. P. Miskowski, author of the collection Strange Is the Night Paul Jessup's prose is as psychedelic as the dead hippie cultists haunting the Glass House. This book slams together your traditional haunted house story with something far more cosmic and eerie, and then dowses the entire mix with frenetic energy. Powerful, weird, and sexy: I've never read anything quite like it.—Wendy N. Wagner, author of The Secret Skin and The Deer Kings