The Silent Choir

Leah was sent to St. Ives for the summer because her mum needed her elsewhere. She wasnt supposed to ask questions.

The first time she sees the girls in white robes walking through town in perfect silence, everyone she asks gives her the same answer: dont bother them. They keep to themselves. Leave it alone.

She doesnt leave it alone.

The choir of St. Senaras Chapel has been here for as long as anyone can remember. They never age. They never leave. And every few years a local girl goes missing, only to reappear in white robes with blank eyes and a perfect voice and nothing left behind them.

Theres something beneath the chapel older than the building, older than the town, older than Christianity. It feeds on harmony. And its been looking at Leah since the first morning she walked past.

When a mark appears behind her ear in the shape of a treble clef and the choirs singing starts up inside her head, she has days to figure out how to fight something that has been taking girls for centuries before it takes her too.

The Silent Choir is a gothic YA horror about music as possession, the difference between choosing and being chosen, and what it costs to free people who dont know theyre captive.