In richness of ideas, and in glory of sentences, this book is spectacular. So many pieces of the story but how the hell do they fit together? And like Aiden, every moment, I was caught between another dead end and another lead. The whole experience of reading this book felt like an elaborate lie to me, some made-up fantasyland I was locked in for a set number of hours a day. Every sentence was a labyrinth to navigate and my mind often felt like a door blown open in a storm. A brilliantly balanced knife's edge of a book-unfolding gradually but deliberately, with secrets unveiled as more lies are told. It’s a locked-room thriller with a nearly imperceptible warp wavering in its center. The Seven Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle is a dazzling, mind-bending murder mystery… without a murder. Normalcy has its place, but you won't find it in this book. “How lost do you have to be to let the devil lead you home?” Matters are made worse when Aiden realizes he isn’t the only one carried so long here and there on a stream and washed now to this strange shore: two other people are also ensnarled inside this time loop, and a knife-wielding Footman is out for their blood.Īiden, Anna and the anonymous rivals are pieces on the game board, and there is everything at stake. If he fails to uncover the name of the would-be murderer, he will return to the first day, memory moped clean, and start all over again as he has apparently already done innumerable times before.
A masked figure curtly informs him that he must unveil a murder disguised as to not look like one if he wants to earn his release, and he must do so by reliving the day of the murder eight times, but each morning he will wake up in the body of a foreign soul. He later learns that his name is Aiden Bishop and he’s trapped inside a stranger’s body. But his head is firing thought after thought that can’t seem to complete themselves and they all begin with a name: Anna, and never seem to end. He has no recollection of who he is, and he has no more notion how he got there than he did the moon. Our narrator wakes up in a dripping forest, with nothing but the shade of an old unnameable fear, and the eerie sensation of being followed, an invisible gaze locked on his back.
Honestly? If Hollywood doesn't turn this into a movie.I will personally riot. It’s been days and I am still so keenly, strangely, extensively aware of explosions still taking place inside my head. So, what's this book about? Our narrator wakes up in a dripping forest, with nothing but the shade of an old unnameable fear, and the eerie sensation of b I didn't expect to tear through this book, but I did-there was just so much restlessness in my reading, an urgency to reach the ending. I didn't expect to tear through this book, but I did-there was just so much restlessness in my reading, an urgency to reach the ending. This inventive debut twists together a thriller of such unexpected creativity it will leave readers guessing until the very last page.more With a locked room mystery that Agatha Christie would envy, Stuart Turton unfurls a breakneck novel of intrigue and suspense.įor fans of Claire North, and Kate Atkinson, The 7½ Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle is a breathlessly addictive mystery that follows one man's race against time to find a killer, with an astonishing time-turning twist that means nothing and no one are quite what they seem.
And some of his hosts are more helpful than others. But every time the day begins again, Aiden wakes up in the body of a different guest at Blackheath Manor. Evelyn Hardcastle will die every day until he can identify her killer and break the cycle. With a locked room mystery that Agatha Christie would envy, Stuart Turton unfurls a breakneck no Aiden Bishop knows the rules.
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