Michael
Just a few moments ago, I finished a book…
That book was Michael.
Andrea Dean Van Scoyoc is the Mistress of the Macabre, and she earns that title well. Michael is her third book, and it is nothing like The Two or A Man of Two Worlds. You thought The Two was sadistic? Triple The Two and you’ve got Michael. You thought that A Man of Two Worlds had a great passion and story woven through each character? Triple that and Michael comes together even more.
Taylor Carrington is an average guy who goes to college. He’s on the local lacrosse team and he lives with a few assholes, nothing somebody through college doesn’t go through, right? Taylor spends his time in local cemeteries, talking to the long-dead inhabitants because he has nothing better to do.
But quite recently, a young man named Hanson Blakely died.
One night, while Taylor is visiting the cemetery, he meets a man at Hanson Blakely’s grave.
His name is Michael.
And he’s nothing that Taylor ever expected.
Andrea pulled off another great novel here. Michael is another one of her dark masterpieces. It’s page-turning, spell-binding, and everything else that could be described as fantastic.
Five stars, Andrea! Five stars for a truly dark work! It’s hard to pull off a freaky story in the day where almost everything has been done over twice, but you do it with such passion and magnificence that shines for itself.
