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Whispers by Dean Koontz – Book Review

As I have reviewed books for World’s Strongest Librarian, one of my favorite things is that books remind me of other books. When I reviewed Watchers and Intensity, which I’ll link to below, I realized how many Dean Koontz books I have read. But I might never have remembered them if I hadn’t written that first review. Today I have the book Whispers on my mind. It was one of my favorites as a youngin’ for many reasons.

Plot summary of Whispers

A beautiful woman–there are no unattractive females that I can think of in Koontz’ books–gets quite a scare when a lunatic shows up at her house with bad intentions. He has been watching her and now he has come to collect on some unsavory desires.

Luckily Hilary Thomas fights him off and manages to put an end to him in the truest sense of the word. Bruno Frye is dead and won’t be able to harm anyone else… BUT WAIT! He shows back up and this is bad. The new, undead Bruno wants the same thing the old one did–murder, mayhem, to kill Hilary, etc.

Enter a man named Tony who we can also refer to as Hero Cop. Tony and Hilary get together in one of the silliest love scenes I have ever read, which was also one of the reasons I loved Whispers so much as a hot-to-trot kid with big ideas about love and romance.

Tony vows to protect her. They take to the road with Frye in hot pursuit, his gravelly voice vowing to stop them. The revelations about why Bruno’s voice is so scratchy, and why he has come back from the dead, are actually pretty interesting. The voice in particular gave me a pretty good scare.

Did I love the book? I did. Do I still love it? I’ll probably never read it again, but I do still enjoy Dean Koontz and I love it that he loves to write. I would say that Whispers is one of his best books. If you’re a fan of Mr. Koontz then you’ll probably like this one.

Watchers and Intensity, however, remain my two very favorites from this author. I have a lot of great memories of rainy afternoons and paperbacks by good old Dean. It might not mean they are great literature, but they are great enough for me.


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