๐๐๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ง๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ๐: 2 minutes
๐๐๐๐ต๐ผ๐ฟ: Bea Northwickโ๐ป ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐๐ป๐: 248๐
๐ง๐๐ ๐ค๐จ๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ง๐ฌ
๐ฆ๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐: โญโญโญโญโญ
๐ฆ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฒ: ๐ถ๏ธ๐ถ๏ธ๐ถ๏ธ
๐ฆ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐บ๐ฎ๐: Standalone
๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐๐ฝ๐ฒ: HAE
๐ก๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐๐๐น๐ฒ: Single POV
๐ง๐ฅ๐ข๐ฃ๐๐ฆ
๐ Gothic Romance
๐ชป Broody Professor MMC
๐ Haunted Mansion
๐ชป MFC with Amnesia
๐ Mystery & Murder
๐ชป Slow Burn
๐ง๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ฃ๐๐๐
๐ถ๏ธ๐ถ๏ธ13
๐ถ๏ธ๐ถ๏ธ15
๐ถ๏ธ๐ถ๏ธ16
๐ถ๏ธ๐ถ๏ธ21
๐ฅ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ช
โ๐๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ป ๐ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ ๐ธ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐ฐ๐ต ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ผ๐, ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ป๐ฑ, ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ป, ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ปโ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ป๐ผ๐๐ด๐ต. ๐๐ผ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ? ๐ ๐๐ถ๐น๐น ๐ด๐ผ ๐๐ผ ๐บ๐ ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ผ๐, ๐ ๐ถ๐น๐น๐ถ๐ฒโ
This might be the best gothic romance I’ve read to date.
It spooked.
It romanced.
It gaslit me.
It made me devolve into the feral version of Sherlock Holmes.
The Cruel Dark follows Millicent Foxboro, a secretary hired to work for a reclusive professor in an isolated mansion that may or may not be haunted.
(Heavy on the may.)
Millie was an absolute delight. The woman possesses exactly zero self-preservation instincts, but we love her anyway. She repeatedly encounters situations that would send any reasonable person sprinting in the opposite direction and responds by investigating further.
I hate to say it, but Millie would absolutely be the girl in the horror movie who runs upstairs instead of out the front door.
Creepy noises?
Let’s follow them.
Sketchy maid begging you to follow her into the creepy part of the house?
Absolutely.
Ghostly apparitions?
Let’s touch them.
Ma’am… Straight to jail.
And then there’s Callum Hughes.
The broody professor.
The mysterious recluse.
The man who somehow managed to be equal parts romantic hero and prime murder suspect for most of the book.
The tension between Millie and Callum was immaculate. Equal parts flirtation, banter, longing, and “perhaps we shouldn’t be alone together.” Which naturally meant I wanted them alone together constantly.
The mystery? Absolute chef’s kiss.
Bea did such a phenomenal job layering clue after clue without ever making me feel like I was ahead of the story.
Every time I thought I had figured things out, she casually slid another revelation across the table and watched me lose my mind.
At various points I was convinced:
โข Callum did it.
โข The house did it.
โข The ghosts did it.
โข Everyone did it.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐?!
Reader, there’s a reason I’m not in the criminal justice field.
Special mention goes to Dr. Hannigan and Ms. Dillard, who I’d absolutely allow to adopt me. One gave me eccentric uncle energy, and the other looked permanently five seconds away from smiting someone.
By the time the truth finally came outโฆ
Let’s just say those last 30 pages were a WILD ride.
My Kindle notes went something like this:
“Eh… nope. Don’t go with the sketchy maid.”
“She went with the sketchy maid.” ๐
“What is self-preservation for 20, Alex?”
“Oh fuck no. Is he molding her into his DEAD wife?!”
“Well DAMN.”
“WTF [REDACTED].”
“AAAAAAAHHHHH!”
My husband, who was lying next to me in bed, became increasingly concerned for my wellbeing (he should know better by now).
If you love Gothic romances, haunted houses, tragic backstories, suspiciously attractive professors, ghost stories, and mysteries that keep you guessing until the very end, The Cruel Dark is absolutely worth your time.
Also, if you’re anything like me, you’ll immediately pick up Lover afterward because you’ll need to know what was going on inside Callum’s head the entire time.
Trust me.
It’s so, so worth it.





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