Beauty is skin deep. Revenge goes straight to the bone.
Nora knows exactly what it takes to look flawless. As an aesthetician to Manhattan’s ultra-rich, she spends her days zapping away the imperfections of people who look right through her. But beneath her calm, professional exterior, Nora is rotting. She is sick of the demanding clients, suffocated by expectations, and secretly obsessed with the gritty, visceral release of 1970s cannibal cinema.
When a handsy hedge-fund billionaire goes too far, Nora’s restraint finally snaps. The encounter ends in blood, leaving behind an unexpected, intoxicating clarity.
For years, Nora helped the elite sculpt perfection. Now, she’s ready to do some consuming of her own.
Pluck is a deliciously twisted, feminist body-horror novel that asks: in a culture that eats women alive, who is the real predator?
Perfect for fans of Maeve Fly, Chelsea G. Summers’ A Certain Hunger, and grim, voice-driven transgressive fiction.
