A few weeks ago, I found a bunch of Fear Street ebooks on Amazon for 99 cents each. I snagged a bunch for Summer reading. Of all the books, this is the one I was probably least excited about reading because the cover didn’t jump out at me and make me want to pick it up, but the price was good. Out of curiosity, I flipped through some of the first few pages to get a feel of the book and see what it was about, and I got hooked. I literally could not put it down.
This book was, bar none, the best R. L. Stine book I’ve ever read. Its twist is awesome and ridiculous, and you have to experience it for yourself, so if you have not read this book, please skip this entry, go buy or rent the book, read it, and then come back and geek out with me. Spoilers will ruin the experience of this book.
Heeeeeeey, look, a Fear Street recap. Broken Hearts is a Super Chiller, which is apparently a longer, scarier Fear Street novel. After reading some Goosebumps books, I wanted to read something a little more mature, so I reached in my Fear Street folder and pulled out this book. It’s a Valentine’s Day thriller, so it’s not exactly relevant in August, but let’s go on this ride anyway.
I’ve kind of been inconsistent in posting spoiler notices on these recaps, thinking if you’re reading an article on a 20-plus-year-old book, you either have read the book already, or you don’t mind spoilers. This book’s “finale” is actually pretty awesome, though, so I feel like a spoiler warning is appropriate. I will tell you who gets killed in this entry, and more importantly, I will reveal who the killer is, so if there is any chance at all you will read this book and you do not want to be spoiled, skip this entry.
Well, it had to happen at some point. Here’s a Fear Street book I didn’t really enjoy much. What’s weird is this is a fan favorite. It wasn’t awful, really, but compared to the other two Fear Street books I’ve read so far, this one was lacking. I’d love to hear what anyone particularly enjoyed about this book if a fan happens to read this review.
It is more of a murder mystery than a horror novel, though it does have some scary moments that kept me turning the page, or rather clicking my Kindle screen during the late hours of the night. And the word “mystery” is generous in my description of the novel because there’s very little mystery. It’s pretty obvious who did what, and the “why?” was uninspired. That’s my biggest reason for not enjoying this installment as much as the last two I read, but what I enjoyed about the book is what Stine does best: the story kept me turning pages. Although what happened was somewhat obvious and a let-down, Stine had me wanting to know what was going to happen next.
After enjoying The New Girl, I wanted to read another Fear Street book. I looked at several, but eventually grabbed this book for $2.99 on Amazon and finished it in two days. While the price is what drew me to The Secret Bedroom over other available Fear Street novels, its plot kept me hooked; it was hard to put this book down! I might have finished it in a day if this wasn’t Finals week.
I can safely say that I am addicted to Fear Street now. While I have a soft spot for Goosebumps, these books are much higher quality than Goosebumps, and although I know I’ve read some of these in the past, I don’t have vivid memories of which ones, exactly. Maybe I’ll recognize them when I get to them; after enjoying these two books so much, I plan to read the entire series.
I vaguely remember reading Fear Street when I was in Middle School. I was more into Goosebumps by R. L. Stine, and then later, Animorphs by K. A. Applegate. I stumbled across this Fear Street book on Amazon about a week ago, and despite my promise to not buy anymore books until I clear some of my queue, I snagged this and dove in head first. Now I need to read them all.
This book was awful… -ly amazing. It had some laugh out loud stuff going on, some cringe-worthy teen behavior, ninja gymnastic stunts, and a dead cat in a locker. When you read R. L. Stine, you just need to sit back and enjoy the ride. Don’t ask questions. Don’t look for literary elements. Don’t expect everything to make sense.