Her Violent Silence

A Twilight Zone-esque descent into feminine rage horror begins.

His body. Her curse.

He was a good guy, until She cursed him. Now, he's a vessel for something terrifying, and the only cure is carnage. Three years of isolation end when Sheila crashes into his life, running from a pack of predatory men.

He offers protection, but his methods are...

A husband’s cruelty. A wife’s silent suffering. And a pack of coyotes that see more than they should. An unlikely friendship with the wild creatures haunting the outskirts of town causes the balance of power to shift. His control shatters, and something dark and primal rises, promising a freedom bought in blood.