Book Review: The Hive by Ronald Malfi
I received a review copy from the publisher. This does not affect the contents of my review and all opinions are my own.
Mogsy’s Rating: 3 of 5 stars
Genre: Horror, Thriller
Series: Stand Alone
Publisher: Titan Books (April 14, 2026)
Length: 768 pages
Author Information: Website
I’ll be honest. Seeing the sheer size of The Hive when it first landed on my doorstep made me a little nervous. Ronald Malfi has been a must-read author for me for years and I’ve gotten used to his reliably mid-sized novels, the kind I can usually power through in just a couple of sittings thanks to how addictively readable they are. Hence, it’s why this sprawling doorstopper, which I’ve seen described elsewhere as his “tour de force,” felt like a bit of a curveball. Sure, knowing it’s been a long-term passion project for him definitely raises expectations, but from experience, I also know that doesn’t always work in the book’s favor.
Set in a small Chesapeake Bay town on Maryland’s Eastern Shore, the story opens in the aftermath of a violent storm that leaves behind the usual chaos of scattered debris. At first glance, there doesn’t seem to be anything unusual about it. Just a jumble of everyday knickknacks torn loose and flung across lawns and streets. But for some residents of Mariner’s Cove, there’s more to these objects than meets the eye. Each person finds themselves drawn to a particular item, whether it’s a door ripped from its frame or an old metal colander. As these things start to exert a powerful pull on their owners, sparking an obsession that grows more intense by the day, neighbors begin hiding their finds, guarding them ferociously, becoming irrationally angry when questioned, and generally behaving in increasingly erratic and disturbing ways.
While these changes are occurring on an individual level, something else is taking shape on a larger scale. A strange, hive-like consciousness is slowly emerging, manifesting as a low constant buzz consuming the minds of the affected townsfolk. Those who hear it can sense it building into something almost harmonious, connecting and binding them, guiding them towards something they cannot fully explain. And yet, not everyone has been touched by this madness. Several remain on the outside, watching as friends and neighbors transform into something they barely recognize. Among them is a young boy who discovers he possesses a strange ability, one that may be tied to whatever is happening. As the multiple perspectives begin to converge, a pattern is gradually revealed, and with it, the realization that whatever is taking root in Mariner’s Cove is building toward something far more dangerous.
If all of that sounds a little Stephen King-esque, it’s because yeah, it’s definitely is. The influence is unmistakable, from the small-town setting and the ensemble cast right down to the young boy coming into his supernatural powers. The Hive taps into a very familiar nostalgic and immersive vibe, and Malfi is good at creating an atmosphere of creeping horror. There’s also this persistent sense of dread, a lot of it brought about by the idea of ordinary everyday objects triggering a scary fixation in regular people in a quiet, insidious way.
But here’s also where things get a little shaky. I’m talking about places where Malfi seems to have picked up some of King’s less appealing habits. For one thing, The Hive is long. Reeeaally long. And the length isn’t always justified. In many sections of the book, the pacing is a slow burn in the most frustrating of ways, with stretches where the story feels like it’s inching forward, or worse, treading water and biding time instead of building momentum. We circle the same ideas and scenes a lot, with many interactions feeling repetitive or unnecessary. It takes a while for the many plot threads to come together and tighten up.
I also have mixed feelings on the multiple POV structure. On the one hand, the different voices help flesh out the town and give a broader view of how the strange phenomenon is spreading. On the other hand, not all characters are given equal weight or development or page time. Some start off feeling important, only to fade into the background later, while others carry more of the emotional load. That imbalance made it harder to keep track of an already bloated cast list, especially when the story detours into perspectives that don’t seem to pay off in any meaningful way.
That said, there are still plenty of moments that reminded me of why I love the author’s books and why I still think he’ll keep carrying on being a standout name in horror fiction. When The Hive plays up its strengths, like the moments of grotesque body horror or the psychological thrills, that’s when the novel really delivers. Malfi’s writing is also powerful, with an underlying weirdness and surreal quality to it that really sells the blurb’s tease of cosmic Lovecraftian horror.
In the end, The Hive is a solid read, but I so very much wish it had been a bit more balanced and succinct. I would recommend it to fans of Stephen King, but I would also note that, like many of King’s earlier books, this one probably could have used more rigorous editing to trim down the fat, improve the story’s pacing, and sharpen focus. Speaking as someone who will still always pick up anything Ronald Malfi writes, it’s definitely worth checking out, but it’ll help going in prepared with the knowledge that this is much slower and heavier than this usual work.
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