Book Review: Billy Summers by Stephen King

I got started on Stephen King books late in life because, once I got old enough I was on a romance kick for the better part of 20 years.

For the most part, now that’s over. I always assumed Stephen King’s books were all in the horror genre. Not so!!

So far, I’ve moseyed through Carrie & The Shining and loved both, but nothing prepared me for Billy Summers.

At first glance, it seems like a run of the mill thriller. But, as I’ve become a diehard King fan from what I’ve read so far, the writing style catapults it into prose that sucks you in and drags you along for the ride. Once I picked Billy Summers up, I could not put it down.

Don’t bother to read the jacket because the whole “assassin who makes sure he’s killing actual bad people” kind of seems like a tired concept used by Hollywood in way too many instances. The way it’s written and the additional characters that show Billy his own humanity really make it.

The ending of this book was not something that I expected from King in the least, and maybe that is just because I haven’t read most of his works yet.

I was reading this in bed on my phone next to my sleeping 5 year old as that’s the best time I can find to read. I bawled my eyes out at the end of this story. The grief was immediately overtaken with anger, and I almost called out Stephen King on Twitter about how he could dare to end Billy Summers in that way.

I’ve since come to accept it, but I’m writing this review several weeks after I finished the book.

So…. To anyone who’s interested: 5 out of 5 stars

Absolutely loved it!! But it’ll make ya mad.