James Herbert, Creed

James Herbert, Creed - Synopsis:

"Joseph Creed is a paparazzo, one of that un-illustrious band of photographers whose sole purpose in life is to chase and harass celebrities for candid shots, preferably of the seedier kind. Creed, himself, is a sleaze of the first order, but good at his job; nothing will stop him getting the right shot. He's a coward, a liar and a would-be blackmailer. He's also a womaniser and a divorcee. He looks a little like the actor Mickey Rourke (and is aware of it). After the funeral ceremony of a major Hollywood actress, he photographs a man of ravaged appearance desecrating the grave. Creed himself is observed and there follows a series of horrific events designed to intimidate him into handing over the film. The person he has photographed bears a remarkable resemblance to a man hanged in the 1930s for murder and the mutilation of children. Creed eventually discovers his antagonists are the Fallen Angels of Europe, whose origins can be traced to Biblical sources. Their powers are waning, the centuries and the evil they have perpetrated have taken their toll. The demons are weary. Creed finds them in an old folk's rest home".

First published in 1990, Creed brought along a character, Joe Creed, who you neither loved or hated...you merely sympathized. The novel is well-written, with a good storyline that will keep you entertained throughout. A little slow-paced for Herbert in places, but still packing in enough action and horror to keep any Herbert fan happy. The novel does bring out some of Herbert's rather bizarre imagination that sets a slightly disturbing atmosphere.

I enjoyed this novel, but I wouldn't rate it as one of his best. The novel runs for 400 pages in total.