Slaughterhouse Cross

In a town that shouldn’t exist, faith doesn’t save you...it feeds.

Slaughterhouse Cross is a literary horror novel about belief, control, memory, and the violence we disguise as devotion.

Hidden somewhere between forgotten highways and broken radio signals, Slaughterhouse Cross was once a church, then a slaughterhouse, and now something far more dangerous. When Gabriel Austin Malphas arrives, he doesn’t bring salvation; he brings a new language for hunger. His followers come seeking meaning, escape, or purpose. What they find is a living scripture written in blood, ritual, and recorded testimony.

Eden documents everything. Every sermon, every fracture, every transformation. Her tapes become scripture; unreliable, intimate, and terrifyingly sincere.

Detective Maxwell follows a trail of missing animals, strange symbols, and quiet atrocities into the valley, only to discover a community that doesn’t just hide its sins; it sanctifies them.

And somewhere else entirely, a man named Thorne waits in institutional silence, stitching meaning into madness, preparing for a convergence he insists is inevitable.

Told through shifting perspectives, fragmented testimonies, sermons, case notes, hallucinations, and ritualized memory, Slaughterhouse Cross is not a mystery to be solved; it is an infection to be witnessed.

This is not a story about cults.
It is a story about how meaning becomes weaponized.
About how language becomes law.
About how freedom becomes a mouth that must be fed.

Disturbing, lyrical, and unflinchingly original, Slaughterhouse Cross blends cosmic horror, psychological dread, Southern Gothic, and literary surrealism into a narrative that feels both prophetic and profane.

Enter the Cross.

Just don’t expect to leave unchanged.