Title : And he wanted me dead
Author : Jasper
Pages : 166
Genre : Crime Fiction
Publisher : Notion Press
Cover : 2.5/5
Title : 3/5
Storyline : 3.5/5
Writing Style : 4/5
Dialogues : 3/5
Characters : 3/5
Overall : 3.5/5
Inspector Raj is an honest, hardened and hard-working cop. His dedication toward his profession and duty is outstanding….his career record unblemished….until now!
His entire reputation is at stake when he is called in to investigate an accident. What looks like a road accident….is it really a mere accident or is there something more ghastly to it? The more the inspector digs deeper to unravel the truth, the more flummoxed he becomes. Even though his investigation is impeccable yet his frustrations rise sky high as it heads nowhere but straight into dead ends every time he thinks he has a solid lead. His personal life is already in shambles and now his professional life is also crumbling right in front of his eyes because of this case and a series of other killings which occur in his jurisdiction.
Will he be able to solve these mysteries?
- Writing style.
- Last few pages of suspense.
Crime fiction is almost everyone’s genre. Every age group loves to get indulged in the storyline and wants to anticipate the things on the go. It depends on the beauty of the author’s writing style that till when he can fool his audience and receive the praises in the end.
Jasper being a debut author has done a fabulous job with his book titled, ‘And he wanted me dead.’ The title seems to be catchy but the cover is pure contrast of it. Cover reveals nothing about the theme of the book. Blurb is although pretty good and gives a clear view over the plot.
From the first page of the book, Jasper has shown the brilliance over his language and command over the chosen genre. He keeps it straight and that’s what I liked. The story begins with a car accident which seems to be as a set-up to hide the murder.
Characterization of the inspector Raj is good and the reader can imagine his personality pretty well. The investigation process is indulging but at some point you will start to feel the stealth, the author wants to hide, and eventually you can guess what’s about to happen. Author did try hard to hide but due to some loose points, it gets predictable but still the writing style is pretty catchy and hence will keep you intact till the end.
Last few pages acts as the ‘prediction spoiler’ because Jasper changes everything for a moment for the reader. The plot gets totally overturned and that’s where the novel gained 0.5 ratings more. I loved the end.
Good debut of a brilliant writer. Go for it if you love the crime fiction genre.
REVIEW NO. – 8
NAME: DELHI AT DARK
AUTHOR: RAM VIGNESH
SOURCE: GOODREAD GIVEAWAY
WRITING STYLE: 4/5
Delhi, the capital of our country is now gradually getting transformed into the capital of crime. When night approaches, he wakes up. He looks like human but is a demon. He loves blood and his life only surrounds around the quest to fulfill his own demand of ‘Blood’.
People calls him ‘Cartoon Killer’ because he names his victim as cartoon characters. The brutal killing of people is just a cartoon play for him. He enjoys killing.
He is a genius killer, kills with a pattern and never leaves a clue. Trio of detectives Jay mithra, Asra Khan and Amar Rathore have to solve this case anyhow because next in the hit list of killer are their own relatives.
A thrilling, chilling and full of suspense novel, Delhi At Dark will never allow your eyes to see anything other than the next word of the sentence of the novel. You will feel the thrill and that’s for sure.
- Simple language.
- Fast pace.
- Detailing of events.
I am a big fan of thrilling novels and I really loved this one. Simple language with a detailed description of events and the third person view on the story enhanced the beauty of this full of suspense crime based novel. Nowhere in the novel, Ram tried to create the events more crispy then they really are. He moved the story pretty well. Character description was phenomenal and each character had his own thinking and that was the thing which made me intact with the story.
I would really like to recommend this novel to all suspense/thriller/crime genre lovers.
Written By : Shivam Singh
Is rape all about inhuman aspects of certain individuals? Is it simply driven by lust? Or it has more to do with mental retardation? All these questions erupted four months ago, when a medical student was fatally raped by a gang of goons. They went unanswered for long but it seems they are plausibly answered today, by an equally spine chilling rape of a five year old girl. So was that driven by lust? Or humanity failed to distinguish a small child in eyes of that pervert?
What India as a whole has lost are emotions, sensitivity towards other’s pain. What made that rascal brutally assault the five year old kid was nothing but a larger manifestation of this insensitivity that actually all of us carry. For instance, if we see a guy dying on the road, in blood and gore we will respond by a few mumbles of sympathy and at the most a prayer for his soul to rest in peace for when he dies lying on the road in that awful condition. If we being among the genteel and educated class in India practice such kind of insensitivity then it’s obviously unwise to expect a rogue pervert to restrain from his satan like cruelty.
The same insensitivity was evident when ACP Bani Singh Ahlawat slapped the girl protester after being aggravated by the incessant protest. So what was the surprise for? We carry similar traits in our souls in different proportions; we are one amongst the insensitive civilization that India has lately developed.
Gandhi JI famously said “be the change you want to see in the world”. Its right to raise voice against the wrongs and it’s our right to protest against the same. But if this highly motivated and young generation of our beloved country wants something to actually change, then that has to come from within, if we abandon the smaller scars in our being, and begin to turn sensitive towards other’s pain then automatically the larger sins in this society will perish to null. So let’s not just raise our voice, let’s make our voice stronger by being more human in this country of Gods.
I jumped over the brawny fence to square him on the next street. But he was way too fast to be trapped that way. I tried to match his agility and followed his lead. Just a little faster and there he was, in my grip. He took a sharp left & I swayed my hand. Missed by inches! I regained balance & rushed again in his direction. Left-Right, Right-Left, many more turns but I knew where we were heading. A quick right and there he was , facing the wall. A dead end!
He turned around & drew his gun. I wasn’t prepared for that but I reacted. A drop of sweat ran down his right eyebrow. His finger reached for the trigger. Our eyes met for the one last time and. . . . .BANG!
One hour later. . .
The heavy sounds of ambulance and police vehicles covered the lonely street. Every officer was busy investigating the crime scene. I was sitting silently in the far corner of the street covered in a blanket. Yes I was cold! I dislocated the bullet casing from my gun. Tears rolled down my eyes as I looked below. . . . .Six slots, Six bullets.