The Color of Blood by Mona Kabbani slowly submerges you into a pool of viscera, but it's so engrossing and hypotonic that you don't even notice you're covered in entrails. Even when you realize how dark it gets, you want to stay because of how sickeningly beautiful everything is.
The immersive journey brings you into the mind of Void, an artist with the unsettling ability to see the colors of people's souls. Void's obsession with his unique vision leads him down a path of extreme horror, often ending with severed jawbones, flesh, and hearts. But what happens when Void finds himself falling for a color he's never seen before? The unraveling is the end of us all.
Kabbani's writing is mesmerizing, pulling readers into depraved scenes of cruelty, obsession, and passion while maintaining an unsettling beauty. Readers will be lulled by the rhythm of her words, only to be jolted awake by the sheer horror of the imagery she conjures. As with most of her work, this is a story you don't read so much as feel the blood flowing through your body, flushing your skin with tension before seeping out of you with each beat of your pulse.
If you're looking for a book that will seep into your soul and leave you questioning your morals and whether Mona Kabbani is okay, look no further than The Color of Blood.
This is perfect for people who love weird, psychological fiction, a bit - or a lot of - messed up spice, lyrical prose, and wholly unique concepts.
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