Monday, August 3, 2009

A Circle of Souls by Preetham Grandhi

In the small town of Newbury, Connecticut a young girl named Janet is found brutally murdered. Since her backpack was found on a Senator’s land and he is about to campaign, they call in one of the best FBI profilers to take the case.

Leia Bines in an expert in cases involving children, but the clues aren’t there to help her in this particular case. She’ll take any lead she can find and run with it, and hope she finds the killer before he strikes again.

Naya Hastings is a young girl whose dreams are endangering her life. She enacts them as she dreams, and in one particular case, she almost fell over the balcony. Her parents take her to child psychologist Dr. Peter Gram. During the course of a few days, observing and testing Naya, he comes to the conclusion that something out of the ordinary is happening with Naya.

She spends her days drawing pictures of her dreams, and she explains to Peter that she has been talking with Janet and that he would know what to do. Peter is stunned since there is no way Naya could know about the young girl who was murdered. He borrows Naya’s drawings and shows them to Leia Bines in case they help; even if she may think him crazy. What transpires is a roller coaster of emotion that cultivates into the final shocking conclusion.

A Circle of Souls is very hard to put down. I read it in one sitting! A psychological thriller of magnificent proportions. Wonderful characters, a well thought out plot, and descriptive just enough to make you want take this wonderful thrilling ride with him. His background in psychology is obvious and he uses that to his advantage is making A Circle of Souls comfortable to the reader. One of the best books I’ve read this year – hands down!


  1. I want to read this at some stack is out of control at the moment, but I will add this to my wish list. Thanks for the review!

  2. I think I need to bump this up my TBR :)


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