FEEDING TIME

FEEDING TIME: The Black Sasquatch
by Allison Woods
A Horror Tale

Trapped in the forest. Surrounded by death. Something ancient is watching-and it's about to feed.

Deep in the Pacific Northwest, where the pine trees blot out the sun and the moss deadens every footstep, there's a silence that doesn't feel like peace-it feels like a warning.
And that silence is about to be broken.
Jack Miller came here to forget. A former cop with a broken past and no future, he's spent the last year hiding in a weathered cabin at the edge of nowhere-alone with his guilt, his whiskey, and the ghosts he can't outrun. The forest has been his refuge. But now... something's changed.
The wildlife has turned restless. Deer found torn to pieces. Cameras destroyed. Shadows moving where they shouldn't. Then come the people-strangers mutilated, bodies shredded, lives ended mid-scream.
This isn't a bear.
This isn't a myth.
It's real.
And it's hunting.
They call it the Black Sasquatch-a legend older than memory, born of bone and blood. Massive. Unseen. Intelligent. And utterly merciless.
But there's another threat hiding in these woods.
A crew of armed fugitives, fresh off a deadly armored truck heist, has holed up in the forest-dangerous, volatile, and ready to kill anyone who crosses their path. Caught between the monster in the trees and the monsters with guns, Jack has nowhere left to run.
And he's not the only one caught in the crossfire.
Assistant Ranger Mara James is everything Jack isn't-disciplined, focused, and still willing to believe in something. Together, they'll have to navigate not just the brutal terrain, but the psychological minefield of survival when law and order have long since been swallowed by the trees.

In these woods, isolation isn't peace. It's a trap.

FEEDING TIME is a gripping blend of creature horror and survival thriller, where every step deeper into the forest is a step closer to madness-or death. Allison Woods doesn't just write a monster story. She writes a reckoning.
This is horror with claws and consequence.
This is terror that stares back.
This is what happens when man becomes prey.

You'll feel the breath at your neck.
You'll hear the branches snap behind you.
And when you finally see what's coming?
It's already too late.

FEEDING TIME: The Black Sasquatch
They thought the forest was silent.
They didn't realize it was listening.

Buy now. Sleep later-if you can.