When Madison Perth adds what seems like the perfect houseplant to her new home, she never suspects the deadly secret that lies within its foliage: a vicious spider, hungry for human prey. Now, trapped in her beachfront condo, Madison must fight for survival as the relentless terror closes in.
Spider Seeds delivers heart-pounding suspense and claustrophobic tension that will leave you breathless. If you loved A Quiet Place or Love and Monsters, this gripping, award-winning thriller will keep you turning pages.
Prepare for the deadly harvest of... SPIDER SEEDS.
Recipient of the Literary Titan Gold Book Award!
Heavy with regret, Madison Perth later wished she hadn’t accidentally dropped her business card as she hurried out of Botanical Wonders. Had the card not been discovered by the shop’s young owner, Maddy might have avoided the ordeal that followed—the gaping bite marks on her breast, the painful venom coursing through her veins, the wreckage of her condo, and the breaking of her heart.
After all, she reminded herself, we’re all strands on the web of life, and whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.
Maddy was able to accept the consequences of her decisions. Still, what bothered her was the web’s corrective nature, particularly toward our ignorance. Life often challenges us for our lack of knowledge. So, there was no hope in ever pleading, “But I didn’t know!” or “That’s not fair!” Does a hot stove spare the child who touches it simply because she didn’t know better?
Afterward, Maddy thought about these things, but first there was the dropped business card and then the cruel harvest of the spider seeds.
Enticed by the sunshine and budding flowers of early spring, Madison Perth decided to venture out of her condo. She lived on the top floor of Renshaw Manor on Dallas Road. She’d chosen this spot for the view from her balcony, which overlooked Holland Point Park and the driftwood-covered beach, with the Strait of Juan de Fuca stretching out to the hazy blue horizon of the Olympic Mountains. But she wasn’t within walking distance of downtown. So, she usually preferred to shop close by. She could get what she needed at the James Bay Square and the many stores along Menzies Street.
Today, though, she chose to walk downtown instead of driving her BMW.
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Cécile Bénédic
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