Julia

Julia’s first purchase upon leaving her husband is a large, old-fashioned house in Kensington, where she plans to live by herself, well away from her soon-to-be-ex and the home where their young daughter died. She feels a peculiar affinity for the house right away, a feeling that deepens with each glimpse of a mysterious little girl—blond, like her daughter—in the neighborhood, and even in her dreams.
 
But the little girl and the big house have an inexplicable aura of evil. And Julia quickly discovers that escaping her past is not as simple as turning a key.

“Peter Straub is a national treasure.” —Lawrence Block 

“An extraordinarily gripping and tantalizing read.” —New Statesman
 
“A crazy-quilt of horror.” —Milwaukee Journal
 
“Genuinely frightening.” —Chicago Tribune
 
“I haven’t read anything that so terrifyingly evoked the presence of evil and supernatural threat since The Exorcist. Julia may be better.” —The Buffalo News
 
“Haunting, in every sense of the word.” —Robert Bloch, author of Psycho

“You expect the horrifying in the fiction of Peter Straub . . . and you get it.” —The New York Times  

“[Straub] is a master at blurring the supernatural, the real-world-scary, and the monsters in your psyche.” —The Plain Dealer

“Not since Edgar Allan Poe has an author taken such liberties with his readers’ nerves.” —Cosmopolitan 

“Straub is the master of subtle, smoldering dread.” —People 

“Straub well understands the dark recesses of the psyche where the personal demons dwell.” —Pittsburgh Post-Gazette

“Peter Straub is a fine storyteller.” —The Washington Post

“When Peter Straub turns on all his jets, no one in the scream factory can equal him.” —Stephen King