The Soul Stealers

Something is killing people in Grant Park, and the deaths don't make sense. The victims are found alive but empty, their bodies breathing while something essential has been torn away. When Bryan begins investigating, he discovers a horror beyond any earthly menace: beings of pure malevolence that feed on human souls, leaving behind hollow shells that still walk and speak but contain no spark of life. As Bryan delves deeper into the mystery, he must confront entities that exist between worlds, beings that have hunted humanity since long before cities rose from the mud. The question isn't whether he can stop them, but whether anything can. This is classic 1950s pulp science fiction at its moody best: part detective procedural, part cosmic horror, and entirely unsettling. Geier builds genuine dread through restraint and suggestion, letting readers imagine the unspeakable rather than spelling it out. The result is a novel that feels like a fever dream you'd rather forget but can't.