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"Lumley's prose and pacing are more polished in each new book, and he continues to combine horror and alien-invasion themes uncommonly deftly."
"Lumley excels at depicting heroes larger than life and horrors worse than death." —Publishers Weekly
"The new novel stands alone. Necroscope fans will find themselves reading as fast as Lumley can type, and new readers may apply as well."—Kirkus Reviews on Necroscope: Invaders
"A finely crafted vampire tale with the added dimension of espionage and the paranormal, this novel is a thrilling read for horror and suspense fans. Lumley skillfully blends together characters and intricate plot lines."—VOYA on Necroscope: The Lost Years
"I'm impressed with Lumley's talent. He's obviously one of the best writers in the field."—John Farris
"Lumley's love of his pulp-horror subjects is gleefully apparent. He revels in every telling detail, in stories-within-stories and convoluted histories. He writes in the grand style of the serial."—San Francisco Chronicle on Blood Brothers
A RÉSUMÉ OF SORTS
At 3:33 a.m. on a wild and rainy Sunday in mid-February, 1990, thirteen members of E-Branch—-the strangest, most esoteric of England's several Secret Services—-experienced something that astonished even them: the destruction of a man who was once one of their own, but no longer. They experienced, in fact, the death of Harry Keogh, Necroscope, transmitted to E-Branch HQ via some fantastic and unknown psychic medium from a world in a parallel universe, a world known only as Sunside/Starside.
Harry had gone there to escape the persecution and death—-though not necessarily his death—-which must surely follow if he remained in the world of men. For no longer a man, other and far more than a man, ordinary mortals would attempt to hunt him down because of what he had become as a result of his selfless services to mankind: a Great Vampire, a Lord of the Undead, the last of a race of beings who called themselves Wamphyri!
Neither an old wives tale nor a grotesque myth, since time immemorial these Great Vampires had hidden among us, preying on men and secretly inhabiting our planet—-but their source-world was Sunside/Starside. As to how they came here:
Certain Wamphyri Lords—-"victims" in their own right, the vanquished of Starside bloodwars—-had been banished through a wormhole gate on their world, only to reemerge on Earth in old Wallachia, the ancient source of all vampire "legends." And for centuries Wallachia, now Romania, was their secret seat.
But when their plague had looked set to explode across the world, inundating mankind, then it had been time for the Necroscope, Harry Keogh—-the man who talked to dead people in their graves and used a metaphysical medium known as the Möbius Continuum as an instantaneous means of conveyance—-to seek out and destroy them one by one. But when dealing with the most devious of all Earth's Wamphyri, that Father of Lies, Faethor Ferenczy, Harry had come too close and had been infected.
And so when he left our world for Starside, the Necroscope wasn't simply running for his life but for ours. E-Branch might kill him, true, but what if they failed? He was by far the most powerful being in creation, and if he should unleash his plague on Earth . . . what then? The end of mankind, which he had fought so long and so hard to forestall.
Harry's problems were only just beginning. On Starside the Necroscope discovered that far from being extinct, the Wamphyri had risen again in a new, yet more terrifying form. And Shaitan—-the Devil himself—-was their leader! Crucified and burned, even as Harry's life force drained from him, he was transferred by the will of Others to the metaphysical Möbius Continuum. And there, hurtling across the centuries of past time, he underwent a final metamorphosis. And this was what those thirteen members of E-Branch witnessed in their HQ on a wild, wet Sunday morning in mid-February, 1990:
A nebulous telepathic projection, a fading 3-D hologram of the Necroscope's smoking corpse, falling or receding faster and faster into unknown depths. But as his twirling figure dwindled to a speck, a mote, and finally nothing, there where it had been the observers saw an awesome, silently expanding novalike sunburst of pure golden light! And despite that it existed only in their group mind, still the coven turned away from the blinding intensity of the glare—-and from what flew out of it!
Only two of them caught the final moment, saw those myriad golden splinters speeding outward from the sunburst—-angling this way and that, sentient, seeking, disappearing into as many unknown places—-those "pieces" of the Necroscope Harry Keogh. But were those golden shards all that remained of him? Perhaps, in a way, they were. While in another way they were not.
For on Starside, as Harry's incorporeal mind fragmented in that glorious bomb burst, he had been aware that each and every one of those fragments, those golden shards, were him! And that wherever they were bound—-into whichever time or place—-some echo or knowing part of him would go with them.
But at a time some three and a half months prior to the Necroscope's passing . . .
Copyright © 2006 by Brian Lumley
Posted November 9, 2007
When I saw that there had been a new Necroscope release I could hardly contain my excitement. When you read one of the Necroscope books you become immersed in such an amazing literary world that once you put the book down you start looking over your shoulder in fear that one of Lumley's vampires are there. Amazing detail and complex story lines and plot twists fill the books beginning to end. Though the title of the series is 'The Necroscope' the history and development of the rest of the characters from E-branch and the amazing twist on vampires, the Wamphiri, are just as essential to these books. This is not the case with 'The Touch'. Half way through the book you begin to wonder if you are really still reading something carrying the title of the Necroscope. Poor character development and an extremely predictable story line plaque this book from page one. To my absolute amazement the Wamphiri are only a mention of past necroscope adventures and don't make an appearance in this latest installment. But instead are replaced by a telepathic alien race who come off as hokey at best. In this title Lumley hints at and gives off the subtle impression that the Necroscope, instead of being just supernatural, is in fact a warrior of god. Which in my opinion was slightly ridiculous and caused me to raise an eyebrow while reading on a few occasions. By the end of the book the 'Necroscope' could have gone the entirety of the story without once using his abilities. The times he Did use his powers, you feel as though they were forced into the story for the sake of being able to brand it with the title, The Necroscope. The story line was weak, the character development was somewhat lacking and you, in the end, feel cheated that the Necroscope legacy has taken an unfortunate twist. Lumley could have left out the four or five pages of the necroscope actually BEING the Necroscope and simply titled it something else. It leaves you with the final thought that Brian Lumley either ran out of ideas for his Necroscope and is struggling to write, which I doubt, or he wrote this book as a novelty which he really didn't care about what the outcome would be, which is just sad.
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Posted January 31, 2013
And I loved it. I have no idea what u Debbie Downers r talking about. This was a really good book. I think u may need to read this again. Youmight have missed something the first time around. I highly recomend it.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted December 21, 2006
I am a die hard fan of the Necroscope story lines, but I have to ask what the heck happened here?!?. This book seems as it was writtin by someone else other than Lumley. The highlight was when Harry showed up and the rest of begining, middle and end of the book died a cheaping death. I am used to being swept away in a world that keeps getting deeper and deeper. A story that not only has weight but makes you forget where you are.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted December 9, 2008
In 1990 the E-Branch agents of the British Secret Service sense the death of the Necroscope Harry Keogh though he dies in a parallel universe. Not long before Harry¿s brain splintered into nano pieces, Scott St. John wakes up every morning at 3:33 feeling alone since his wife Kelly died at that time and pondering once again the nightly dream of a dart of light striking him at 3:33. Still sorrow is his demeanor. --- This time the golden dart is not a dream as a splinter of Harry¿s soul strikes Scott. The grieving human soon finds himself communicating with the deceased and traveling anywhere in the universe on a weird moebius strip loop. The E-Branch crowd senses a new ESPer and recruit Scott at about the same time a government employee mysteriously is killed when his epidermis is turned outside in. He meets Shania the Shing't who warns Scott that the Mordri Three renegade psychic healers from the few survivors of her race using their skills to kill have come to eradicate the Earth. With the encouragement of Kelly and the support of Shania and an odd telepathic she-wolf, Scott tries to save the world. --- Though Harry is being replaced by a rookie Necroscope, his presence is still around as Brian Lumley refreshes his terrific horror science fiction thriller with the newbie Scott. The action-packed story line is driven by a bewildered Scott struggling with the loss of his wife as much as he is wrestles with adapting to his new skills and responsibilities. It is not everyday that someone begins to talk with those that are dead or have to save a planet with telepathic allies who are not all human. Mr. Lumley provides a triumphant invigorating Necroscopic thriller. --- Harriet KlausnerWas this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 27, 2011
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