I am currently hooked on a book called The Dante Club, by Matthew Pearl.

It's amazing.

Set in the mid to late 1860's in Boston this novel is about a group of literary scholars that go about translating the dark work of Dante's Divine Comedy {a book I have started again and again but never successfully finished.. someday I shall prevail}. There are a lot of critics of the work and many don't want them continuing its translation but they keep going. Then murders start happening. Really eerie murders. They're creepy and demented and the public is kinda weirded out but doesn't take notice. The Dante club notices though, because every murder follows the punishments that Dante lays out for the different rings of hell. The first victim is eaten alive by maggots and flies; the second, buried upside down with feet aflame. The Dante Club must get to the bottom of it!

So in love.

Unfortunately, it's also terrifying. I mean, normally when I'm hooked on a book like this I take it to bed and read until three in the morning when I fall asleep. This book would be no different except that it's making me want to cry out of fear.

Best part? I'm not even a quarter of the way through it. :)