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>Necroscope by Brian Lumley

A series about telepathic British spies fighting Russians and vampires and Russian vampires. Loads of body horror. Everywhere.

The central character of the series, Harry Keogh, is pretty boring to read about when he gains the ability to fucking teleport wherever he wants (this happens early on, so it's not much of a spoiler). No fucking clue what Lumley was thinking here. There was no reason for it other than he didn't feel like writing chapters where Harry has to book a plane ticket.

Ironically, the books shine best when they focus on anyone BUT Harry, which is good because only around one third of the series takes place from Harry's viewpoint. The rest swings between various secondary protagonists, mooks, villains, vampires, and a fun rotating cast of freaks and myopic Slavs.

It's entertaining trash.

Should I?