Title: The Hunt
Author: Andrew Fukuda
Rating: Siren's Best Book Stone
Genre: Paranormal Science Fiction/Horror
Key-words: Vampires, Post Apocalyptic, Extinct
Length:
Novel
ISBN: 978-1250005144
Price:
(Print) $17.99
Publisher:
St. Martin's Griffin
Reviewer:
Kayden McLeod
Summary:
Don’t
Sweat. Don’t Laugh. Don’t draw attention to yourself. And most of all, whatever you do, do not fall
in love with one of them.
Gene is different from everyone else around
him. He can’t run with lightning speed,
sunlight doesn’t hurt him and he doesn’t have an unquenchable lust for
blood. Gene is a human, and he knows the
rules. Keep the truth a secret. It’s the only way to stay alive in a world of
night—a world where humans are considered a delicacy and hunted for their
blood.
When he’s chosen for a once in a lifetime
opportunity to hunt the last remaining humans, Gene’s carefully constructed
life begins to crumble around him. He’s
thrust into the path of a girl who makes him feel things he never thought
possible—and into a ruthless pack of hunters whose suspicions about his true
nature are growing. Now that Gene has finally found something worth fighting
for, his need to survive is stronger than ever—but is it worth the cost of his
humanity?
Review:
The
Hunt
will creep under your skin and stay there.
When I saw The
Hunt on pre-order a little over a month ago, completely by accident, I read
the excerpt. I wanted it, and though I never pre-order books, I almost did with
this one. However, I went out on the weekend, and snatched it up at my nearest
bookstore.
Gene is immersed in the world of another race: a
predatory and primal driven vampire-like set of beings. Though they fear the
light, and have fangs, they appear to have a humanoid lifespan. They have
children, and grow old.
For his entire life, Gene pretends to be like them,
going to extremes to stay under the radar at all times, procuring items to
cover his “heper” (human) odor, shaving his body and beyond.
The psychological layering in how Gene thinks and
acts is a flawless, brilliant affair. Not only does he pretend to be something
he’s not, but in many ways, he thinks
like them. When something abhorrent to his basic nature happens around him, he
refers to the activity and his association as we, not them. On the occasion,
it’s skillfully disconcerting to read him mentally including himself on one
hand, feeling his disgust and terror on another. The depth of his character
makes you wonder what a lifetime of pretending for fear of his life, has done
to his psyche as the book progresses, and he grows into new understanding.
While some of the content gets violent, the prose
isn’t as graphic as it could be, though written with enough detail that you can
visualize the desperate struggle between victim and predator.
The choice of first person narrative drives his
emotions home to the reader with startling clarity. It’s so rare to find a book
like this. I do not award Best Book easily, in fact, I never have before. But
Andrew Fukuda deserves it for his second novel, The Hunt (available also in the UK under another cover).
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