The Hungry Forest

By Celia McKinley

THE HUNGRY FOREST: DREADFUL DESIRES #8

An erotic horror series revolving around supernatural monsters, from depraved tentacles and perverted plants to haunted dummies and the living dead.

When a pair of researchers arrive in search of a guide through a secluded forest, Jia reluctantly agrees to take the job. But dark and dangerous forces lurk within the shadows of Mingyi Forest, and the beautiful orphan finds herself helplessly drawn into a twisted, irresistibly seductive encounter with its depraved demons, and into a night of erotic revelations that will change her life forever...

Includes a sneak preview of "Ghost Country."

• Language: English
• Publisher: Celia McKinley
• Release date: Sep 25, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005263379

Celia McKinley

Celia McKinley is an evocative writer of erotica and romantic fiction centered around themes of forceful seductions, sexual awakenings, and dark supernatural desire. Explicit but never crude, taboo but never degrading, her stories of sensual abandon and surrender strive to celebrate the irresistible allure of the forbidden and the beauty of sexual fantasy.

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The Hungry Forest

Dreadful Desires #8

Copyright 2021 Celia McKinley

Published by Celia McKinley at Smashwords

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All depicted characters are 18 years or older. This book contains explicit, taboo sex scenes that some readers may find offensive.

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Table of Contents

Prologue: Manchukuo, 1939

Part I: The Dark Lady

Chapter 1: Double Ninth Eve

Chapter 2: Bedroom Eyes

Chapter 3: The Hinterlands

Part II: Gods and Demons

Chapter 1: One Foggy Night

Chapter 2: Brutes and Beasts

Chapter 3: Secret Garden

Chapter 4: The Red Thread

Part III: The Nine Heavens

Chapter 1: Dousing the Sun

Chapter 2: The Greatest Battles

Chapter 3: After the Storm

Epilogue: Double Ninth Day

Teaser Chapter

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Prologue: Manchukuo, 1939

A solitary figure dashed through the misty forest, clawing at the maple trunks with bloodied hands to fling himself past them and through the underbrush towards the ruddy gleam of daylight along the edge of the woods. His boot snagged against a gnarled root and he slammed forward across the ground; the beige-clad officer gripped his bloody nose with one hand and snatched about the dead leaves for his fallen uniform cap, then abandoned the search and scrambled back to his feet as a chorus of hoarse, croaking laughs began to ring from the forest canopy.

More logs for the fire, captain, a voice rasped behind him.

The words gurgled like boiling tar, a guttural sound of stale air being forced through a rotted esophagus, and Captain Maeda whirled around with his service pistol already drawn and raised. The grinning thing that’d once been Lieutenant Tanaka strode toward him through the twilight glade with slow, exaggerated steps, its limbs twitching like a marionette bouncing on its strings. Maeda took aim and fired a round through its chest, then another into its bleach-white forehead: its head whipped back, then lifted to reveal a small black bullet hole as it spoke again.

We’re all going to burn.

Maeda flung the gun away with a curse and started running again. He’d already learned that shooting wouldn’t do any good, but old habits died hard – and slowed him down.

The Tanaka-thing didn’t quicken its stride to try and catch up with him. It didn’t need to: over a hundred of the Kwantung Army’s best men, assigned to his command just three days ago, stalked the gloomy forest all around him, each one of them as monstrous a sight as the puppet corpse that’d been his most trusted confidant. The whole detachment could converge on him and tear him to shreds any time it liked. Captain Maeda could only put the fact that it hadn’t already done so down to arrogance and sadistic relish; he could only hope it’d miscalculated.

He couldn’t even hope to escape from the forest, much less back to