The Last Angel by Steven Savile
Gabriel Rush takes a photograph of a beautiful sad-faced hooker in a down town bar and is stunned by what he sees when the picture is developed. At first he thinks it is a flaw in the photograph, but then he recognizes it for what it is, the mark of the Trinity Killer. It is the same mark that scars the faces of mutilated corpses that are turning up all over New York City.
Racing to warn the woman, Gabriel instead finds himself haunted by visions and fighting against time to save his future, the woman he loves, his friends, and – when the killer’s identity is finally revealed – his own sanity.
This is actually my first book in the Horror genre, and I have been corrupted with no chance of turning back– That is how good it was. Savile takes us through this picturesque and disturbing journey in which Gabe Rush tries to save his own life, his girlfriend, and his sanity from the “Trinity Killer.”
The Last Angel was so unlike anything I have ever read before– in the best way possible, of course. What fascinated me the most was the way Savile plays with words, making the scenes so easy to picture. The writing is so enticing that at times I would go back to re-read some scenes and examine the way the author phrased it. Of course, there are parts that are grotesque and disturbing, but it just makes them even more captivating [or does it make me a sicko?] It is one of those books that makes me wish I were a film-maker so I could bring it to the big screen. The POV changes made the story flow neatly and it kept me biting on my lips nervously.
This might be a short book, but it is not an easy read. It keeps the reader thinking, yet not in a distractive sort of way. The only problem I had was my greediness– I wanted more! So thank you very much, Mr. Savile, for introducing me to the genre with such a thrilling read– I LOVED it! 🙂
PS: Is this not one of the most amazing covers ever?