Title: Blood Rain
Author: Rajeev Singh
Publisher: Rajeev Singh
Publication Date: February 29, 2020
Genres: Horror
Shelves: Female-fronted
Today’s dark slice of erotic horror is brought to you by the letters G, O, P, and V – as in gynarchy, objectophilia, paraphilia, and vorarephilia. It’s going to get bloody and it’s going to get bloody sexy, so if you’re squeamish . . . now’s the time to turn back for the mainstream mainland.
Blood Rain is the story of five friends and a forbidden West African island. It’s the story of a bizarre blood rain that carries with it violent sexual desires, and of the mysterious matriarchal tribe that feeds on it. Rajeev Singh mixes equal parts Clive Barker, Richard Laymon, and Wrath James White in a myth-fueled pulp approach to splatterplunk and sexploitation.
The book opens by establishing tension between the characters, making it clear that this visit to the curses island – and the horrors already witnessed by Dean – may not be the greatest idea. By the time they find themselves being hunted by the bare-breasted, black-skinned women of the island, the sense of dread is palatable . . . and when the blood rain begins to fall, driving the natives to violent, dangerous, bloody acts of masturbation, we know it’s already too late.
There’s a history to the island, a mythology behind the blood rain that’s revealed through bizarre dreams, and that’s what elevates this above the sexualized torture porn. And the presence of the Rambo-like Ruth, stalking the native village, armed to the teeth and ready to sacrifice herself for her friends, is what keeps this from growing stale and predictable.
Short enough to be read in one sitting, but deep enough to provide some lasting satisfaction, Blood Rain is as imaginative as it is deviant, a well-written story that will leave you feeling guilty about fantasizing worst case scenarios for all involved.
Rating: ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀
My sincere thanks to the author for sending me an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
Beauty in Ruins 
This sounds bizarre and bloody! And your description also brought to mind Ray Garton, a writer I used to read a lot of back in the day.
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Yeah, Ray Garton would definitely be an apt comparison. 🙂
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