This book opened with a lot of promise, kept it going through 400 pages of quality suspense, drama, hints of romance, and speculative philosophy mixed with metaphysics, but dropped the ball with an incredibly rushed ending that implied Mr Koontz forgot to finish the book before he started writing his next mega seller, and for the first time in a long, long time, I have to say the finale was a disappointment. I love animals. Mr Koontz writes in a way that implies he loves animals, too. And I respect that, greatly. Therefore Dean Koontz books and myself form a natural mix. I enjoyed BREATHLESS. Dont get me wrong. There were multiple plot threads running concurrently and it is a natural assumption for the alert reader that they would tie in together at some point. They did, but ... But it all seemed rushed with an ending that left a lot to be desired, and really, the book could have been (and _should_ have been) another four hundred pages long. That would have given our man Koontz the time and the scope to write an epic work of speculative magnificence that is worthy of having Dean Koontz on the front cover. The ultimate solution to what the visitors to the forest (introduced in the gorgeous opening chapter) actually are, was interesting and fascinating, even, but would have been an awesome read if more time was spent presenting it to the reader. The two major characters - Grady and Camilla - both have issues from the past they are trying to deal with in their own way, but the book brings them back to their present and forces them to deal with them again. And yet they didn't. The book is excellent in grabbing you emotionally, and yet it leaves you high and dry, unsatisfied even, with the ridiculously abrupt ending. I am repeating myself here, but that is the main impact this book has had on me. Mr Koontz certainly knows how to write fantastic, multi-million selling thrillers, with his brilliant Koontzian flair for the supernatural, but this one fell flat. It had me going; certainly in the first half I thought i was reading a new age classic horror story for the ages, and that thread of the book's plot certainly resolved itself well enough. But the book is essentially about what Grady and his beautiful Irish wolfhound discovered in the forest. And given the supposed impact it has on (SPOILERS) ... The reader finds out what it is, but only barely. It could have been _so_ much more. Three stars for a book that should have been an epic, beautiful, classic Koontz saga for the ages. It isn't.