Scarlett March lives to hunt the Fenris--the werewolves that took her eye when she was defending her sister Rosie from a brutal attack. Armed with a razor-sharp hatchet and blood-red cloak, Scarlett is an expert at luring and slaying the wolves. She's determined to protect other young girls from a grisly death, and her raging heart will not rest until every single wolf is dead.
Rosie March once felt her bond with her sister was unbreakable. Owing Scarlett her life, Rosie hunts ferociously alongside her. But even as more girls' bodies pile up in the city and the Fenris seem to be gaining power, Rosie dreams of a life beyond the wolves. She finds herself drawn to Silas, a young woodsman who is deadly with an ax and Scarlett's only friend--but does loving him mean betraying her sister and all that they've worked for?
Thoughts:
2.5/5 stars.
This was my first experience with a Jackson Pearce novel, and I was left with "meh" feelings. Probably because my feelings for my favorite March sister got in the way.
Not only was this my first Jackson Pearce novel, but this was also my first re-telling experience (no, I did not read Beastly. Though I should). This book is a re-telling of Little Red Riding Hood, where, you know, girl goes to grandmothers house, sees a wolf, people get devoured, yadda-yadda. This book started out with a curious salesman happening upon a house, where two sisters live with their grandmother. The salesman of oranges turn out to be a Fenris (other word for sexy werewolf), and kills the grandmother, leaving nothing but her apron behind. The older sister bravely sacrifices herself to save her sister, brandishing only a cracked piece of mirror. She kills the Fenris, but leaves the battle with gory scars that will forever mark her body, along with only one eye left.
I immediately was attracted to Scarlett, or "Lett" as her sister and Sila's, Scarlett's hunting partner, called her. She was courageous, persistent, and had her vulnerabilities too. She was self-conscious about her scars, but never regretted her decision in saving her sister and going through grueling pain and suffering. I felt that if there was someone to fall in love with her, despite her obvious flaws, and point out her amazing attributes, I would have enjoyed this story a lot more. Scarlett was a character I really felt connected with, and though she loved the hunt and joy of getting another Fenris off the prowl, I wanted to see her happy with a nice man who looked beyond her scars.
Rosie, the other sister, was a... "meh" character for me. Though I related with her in wanting a more interesting, electrifying life, I felt she was another one of those silly, naive girl, the one who falls for the sexy woodsman who gives her one smoldering gaze (which she did). Oh, and for anyone who read this book, did Silas remind you of Laurie from Little Women? There was this one moment where I sat back, let the novel digest in my brain, then proceed to shout, "HOLY PLATYPUS TAILS YOUR'E LAURIE." No? Yes? No? Ok. Anyways, Rosie just wasn't a character whose qualities I was that attracted to.
I did like the story plot line-ish thing, and had wonderful imagery with the setting and all. Though, I couldn't quite picture the Fenris as grisly as described.
Overall, this was a pretty okay novel for me. I wouldn't kill someone and throw them off a mountain if thy decided to read it.
Thoughts:
2.5/5 stars.
This was my first experience with a Jackson Pearce novel, and I was left with "meh" feelings. Probably because my feelings for my favorite March sister got in the way.
Not only was this my first Jackson Pearce novel, but this was also my first re-telling experience (no, I did not read Beastly. Though I should). This book is a re-telling of Little Red Riding Hood, where, you know, girl goes to grandmothers house, sees a wolf, people get devoured, yadda-yadda. This book started out with a curious salesman happening upon a house, where two sisters live with their grandmother. The salesman of oranges turn out to be a Fenris (other word for sexy werewolf), and kills the grandmother, leaving nothing but her apron behind. The older sister bravely sacrifices herself to save her sister, brandishing only a cracked piece of mirror. She kills the Fenris, but leaves the battle with gory scars that will forever mark her body, along with only one eye left.
I immediately was attracted to Scarlett, or "Lett" as her sister and Sila's, Scarlett's hunting partner, called her. She was courageous, persistent, and had her vulnerabilities too. She was self-conscious about her scars, but never regretted her decision in saving her sister and going through grueling pain and suffering. I felt that if there was someone to fall in love with her, despite her obvious flaws, and point out her amazing attributes, I would have enjoyed this story a lot more. Scarlett was a character I really felt connected with, and though she loved the hunt and joy of getting another Fenris off the prowl, I wanted to see her happy with a nice man who looked beyond her scars.
Rosie, the other sister, was a... "meh" character for me. Though I related with her in wanting a more interesting, electrifying life, I felt she was another one of those silly, naive girl, the one who falls for the sexy woodsman who gives her one smoldering gaze (which she did). Oh, and for anyone who read this book, did Silas remind you of Laurie from Little Women? There was this one moment where I sat back, let the novel digest in my brain, then proceed to shout, "HOLY PLATYPUS TAILS YOUR'E LAURIE." No? Yes? No? Ok. Anyways, Rosie just wasn't a character whose qualities I was that attracted to.
I did like the story plot line-ish thing, and had wonderful imagery with the setting and all. Though, I couldn't quite picture the Fenris as grisly as described.
Overall, this was a pretty okay novel for me. I wouldn't kill someone and throw them off a mountain if thy decided to read it.
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