A Break from all Those Zombie Stories

Like any good horror movie this book starts out with a girl being chased by some unseen terror of the night. That is where the similarity to a classic horror films ends.

Wherewolves is a thrill ride that starts with a group of “at risk students” on a survival weekend that is meant to help them get past some traumas in their personal lives and help them find their inner hero and ends with the survivors being traumatized in ways that would have surprised even Rod Serling.

This is NOT a straight up teenagers vs. monsters story. This is much more going on here then wherewolves hunting their teen aged prey. While the pack picking off the kids and turning them into dog chow is terrifying enough, what is really going on is absolutely chilling.

They author tells a very deep story where the tension levels are often off the hook. There are times when it felt like the reader just needed a rest but putting the book down was impossible. With that said, the problem with the book is that its lack of likable characters. There were times I found myself rooting for the monsters, which actually may have been the authors intent. There is also a bit too much of a mixed group of teenagers doing what a mixed group of teenagers would do if dropped into the woods. I know enough about the pranks and sex life teenagers from MTV’s Jackass and Teen Mom, I didn’t find it helpful in this book. Other than that, I thought this was a fun and intense read that gives us horror fans a break from zombies.

By Johnny Bravo on March 21, 2018
Format: Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase

 

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