In Traces of Silk and Blood, criminologist Isabella Corvi discovers that in the worlds of high fashion and elite art, the most macabre masterpieces are painted in blood.
This is exactly the kind of sophisticated, dark indie thriller that keeps me up at night. I love the "macabre masterpiece" setup—there’s something uniquely chilling about a killer who treats their victims like theatrical art draped in black velvet. It’s gritty, atmospheric, and perfectly captures that "cold, magnetic heart" of New York City. As a reviewer, I’m always suckered in by a lead character who prides herself on logic and science, only to have her own past and desires start to unravel her carefully constructed world.
The dynamic between Isabella and the enigmatic author Lorenzo Moretti is pure electricity. It’s that classic, high-stakes psychological game where you’re never quite sure who is the hunter and who is the hunted. Is he the puppet master or just a man with a dark charm that happens to fit the killer’s profile? Fazakas seems to have crafted a labyrinth where every clue is a deception, and I am here for that "consuming attraction" that threatens to destroy everything Isabella knows. If you crave a mystery that is as stylish as it is deadly, this is your next obsession.
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Rating: 4.5/5 Lofts 🪵 Why: The blend of high-society glamour and visceral, theatrical horror is expertly handled. It’s a tense, psychological ride that keeps the reader guessing about the true nature of its magnetic leads.

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