Horror.. what constitutes horror for you? Is it the zombies and daemons, supernatural beings that can cause nightmarish terror, or are you like me, thinking, believing that the most barbaric, the most atrocious cruelty inflicted by one human on another is HORROR, the unspeakable, devastating kind of viciousness that forces insanity on the victim?
The obscure plotting of The Last House On Needless Street played havoc in my mind so much that till about halfway, I was totally flummoxed, wondering what it is about this story that had everyone going ga-ga over it…A talking cat called Olivia, a young girl Lauren, and their weird keeper Ted… what in the world was I reading? But TAKE CARE to focus on the story, or like me, you would be forced to return to the first page and begin anew. Then the nightmare BEGINS, the twists and turns in the story creating a dizzying spell on my poor brain trying to keep up with the machinations crafted by the author.
I do not want to review this book, of course, there’s not much I can say about the plot without it veering towards spoilers… But trust me, if you can stomach the abuse and if you can get your mind NOT to run helter-skelter with imaginations, this is ONE BOOK that you do not want to miss out on. The subjects mentioned in the blurb like serial killers, murder, revenge, and abduction are nothing compared to the actual happenings in the story. In fact, that blurb is probably the least comprehensible that I have read in recent years and the claustrophobic mania that Catriona Ward induces into the plot made me wanna scream, the pain, the anguish, the terror, all the emotions coursing thru me wanting an out!
The intricate and layered storytelling by the author deserves all the accolades keeping the reader utterly clueless about the direction of this story, the darkness creeping inside inch by inch thus tightening the noose around the reader’s throat.
An absolute marvel of a thriller, let The Last House On Needless Street be the one book that you pick up this year!
In a boarded-up house on a dead-end street at the edge of the wild Washington woods lives a family of three.
A teenage girl who isn’t allowed outside, not after last time.
A man who drinks alone in front of his TV, trying to ignore the gaps in his memory.
And a house cat who loves napping and reading the Bible.
An unspeakable secret binds them together, but when a new neighbor moves in next door, what is buried out among the birch trees may come back to haunt them all.
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