Misery, c'est le nom de l'héroïne populaire qui a rapporté des millions de dollars au romancier Paul Sheldon. Après quoi il en a eu assez : il a fait mourir Misery pour écrire enfin le « vrai » roman dont il rêvait. Et puis il a suffi de quelques verres de trop et d'une route enneigée, dans un coin perdu... Lorsqu'il reprend conscience, il est allongé sur un lit, les jambes broyées dans l'accident. Sauvé par une femme, Annie. Une admiratrice fervente. Qui ne lui pardonne pas d'avoir tué Misery. Et le supplice va commencer. Sans monstres ni fantômes, un Stephen King au sommet de sa puissance nous enferme ici dans le plus terrifiant huis clos qu'on puisse imaginer.

Misery Chastain is dead. Paul Sheldon has just killed her - with relief, with joy. Misery has made him rich; she was the heroine of a string of bestsellers. And now he wants to get on to some real writing. That's when the car accident happens, and he wakes up in pain in a strange bed. But it isn't hospital. Annie Wilkes has pulled him from the wreck, brought him to her remote mountain home, splinted and set his mangled legs. The good news is that Annie was a nurse and has pain-killing drugs. The bad news is that she has long been Paul's Number One Fan. And when she finds out what Paul had done to Misery, she doesn't like it. She doesn't like it at all. Paul Sheldon used to write for a living. Now he's writing to stay alive.