When Mark Reynolds flees Chicago and his crumbling marriage, he thinks a remote cabin on Bray Road, Wisconsin is the perfect place to disappear. The cornfields are endless, the nights are quiet, and no one will ask about the divorce papers still sitting unsigned in his glove box.But Bray Road has never been quiet.Locals warn him about the Beast — a creature that walks on two legs some nights and runs on all fours others. They say it remembers faces. They say it learns your name. Mark laughs it off… until the first howl splits the midnight sky and massive tracks appear outside his door — tracks that aren't made by any wolf or bear.As the howls grow closer and the shadows in his mirrors begin to move, Mark realizes he is no longer alone. Something ancient has claimed the road. Something that mimics voices, wears the skin of its victims, and turns grief into hunger. One by one, the people around him vanish — only to return in the darkness wearing yellow eyes and speaking with voices that are almost human.Trapped between boarded windows and a cornfield that seems to breathe, Mark must fight not just for his life, but for his very soul. Because on Bray Road, the Beast doesn't just kill you.It keeps what it likes.It changes what it keeps.And once you hear your own name called from the dark in a voice that isn't quite yours anymore… there is no escape.A chilling blend of psychological horror and authentic Midwestern cryptid lore, The Beast of Bray Road is a slow-burn nightmare that builds to a heart-stopping climax. Perfect for fans of The Ritual, Bird Box, and classic creature features, this debut novel from Vishvākālātāmi Raksha will leave you checking every shadow and wondering what's really moving between the cornstalks after dark.Reader warning: Contains intense psychological horror, graphic violence, and scenes of visceral terror.