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Werewolf #3
The Son of the Werewolf
Margaret Gunn, raped by a psycho in a wolf's costume in Return of the Werewolf, gives birth to an unusually ugly child. He grows up to become a loner, a bully and finally a murderer, as he slices up his headteacher at the age of fifteen. While in gaol he discovers he is a werewolf and on his release the murders start again.
- GenresHorrorWerewolvesFiction
128 pages, Paperback
First published August 1, 1978
About the author
Guy N. Smith
176 books304 followersI was born on November 21, 1939, in the small village of Hopwas, near Tamworth, Staffordshire, England. My mother was a pre-war historical novelist (E. M. Weale) and she always encouraged me to write.
I was first published at the age of 12 in The Tettenhall Observer, a local weekly newspaper. Between 1952-57 I wrote 56 stories for them, many serialized. In 1990 I collated these into a book entitled Fifty Tales from the Fifties.
My father was a dedicated bank manager and I was destined for banking from birth. I accepted it but never found it very interesting. During the early years when I was working in Birmingham, I spent most of my lunch hours in the Birmingham gun quarter. I would have loved to have served an apprenticeship in the gun trade but my father would not hear of it.
Shooting (hunting) was my first love, and all my spare time was spent in this way. In 1961 I designed and made a 12-bore shotgun, intending to follow it up with six more, but I did not have the money to do this. I still use the Guy N. Smith short-barrelled magnum. During 1960-67 I operated a small shotgun cartridge loading business but this finished when my components suppliers closed down and I could no longer obtain components at competitive prices.
My writing in those days only concerned shooting. I wrote regularly for most of the sporting magazines, interspersed with fiction for such magazines as the legendary London Mystery Selection, a quarterly anthology for which I contributed 18 stories between 1972-82.
In 1972 I launched my second hand bookselling business which eventually became Black Hill Books. Originally my intention was to concentrate on this and maybe build it up to a full-time business which would enable me to leave banking. Although we still have this business, writing came along and this proved to be the vehicle which gave me my freedom.
I wrote a horror novel for the New English Library in 1974 entitled Werewolf by Moonlight. This was followed by a couple more, but it was Night of the Crabs in 1976 which really launched me as a writer. It was a bestseller, spawning five sequels, and was followed by another 60 or so horror novels through to the mid-1990's. Amicus bought the film rights to Crabs in 1976 and this gave me the chance to leave banking and by my own place, including my shoot, on the Black Hill.
The Guy N. Smith Fan Club was formed in 1990 and still has an active membership. We hold a convention every year at my home which is always well attended.
Around this time I became Poland's best-selling author. Phantom Press published two GNS books each month, mostly with print runs of around 100,000.
I have written much, much more than just horror; crime and mystery (as Gavin Newman), and children's animal novels (as Jonathan Guy). I have written a dozen or so shooting and countryside books, a book on Writing Horror Fiction (A. & C. Black). In 1997 my first full length western novel, The Pony Riders was published by Pinnacle in the States.
With 100-plus books to my credit, I was looking for new challenges. In 1999 I formed my own publishing company and began to publish my own books. They did rather well and gave me a lot of satisfaction. We plan to publish one or two every year.
Still regretting that I had not served an apprenticeship in the gun trade, the best job of my life dropped into my lap in 1999 when I was offered the post of Gun Editor of The Countryman's Weekly, a weekly magazine which covers all field sports. This entails my writing five illustrated feature articles a week on guns, cartridges, deer stalking, big game hunting etc.
Alongside this we have expanded our mail order second hand crime fiction business, still publish a few books, and I find as much time as possible for shooting.
Jean, my wife, helps with the business. Our four children, Rowan, Tara, Gavin and Angus have all moved away from home but they visit on a regular basis.
I would not want to live anywhere other than m
I was first published at the age of 12 in The Tettenhall Observer, a local weekly newspaper. Between 1952-57 I wrote 56 stories for them, many serialized. In 1990 I collated these into a book entitled Fifty Tales from the Fifties.
My father was a dedicated bank manager and I was destined for banking from birth. I accepted it but never found it very interesting. During the early years when I was working in Birmingham, I spent most of my lunch hours in the Birmingham gun quarter. I would have loved to have served an apprenticeship in the gun trade but my father would not hear of it.
Shooting (hunting) was my first love, and all my spare time was spent in this way. In 1961 I designed and made a 12-bore shotgun, intending to follow it up with six more, but I did not have the money to do this. I still use the Guy N. Smith short-barrelled magnum. During 1960-67 I operated a small shotgun cartridge loading business but this finished when my components suppliers closed down and I could no longer obtain components at competitive prices.
My writing in those days only concerned shooting. I wrote regularly for most of the sporting magazines, interspersed with fiction for such magazines as the legendary London Mystery Selection, a quarterly anthology for which I contributed 18 stories between 1972-82.
In 1972 I launched my second hand bookselling business which eventually became Black Hill Books. Originally my intention was to concentrate on this and maybe build it up to a full-time business which would enable me to leave banking. Although we still have this business, writing came along and this proved to be the vehicle which gave me my freedom.
I wrote a horror novel for the New English Library in 1974 entitled Werewolf by Moonlight. This was followed by a couple more, but it was Night of the Crabs in 1976 which really launched me as a writer. It was a bestseller, spawning five sequels, and was followed by another 60 or so horror novels through to the mid-1990's. Amicus bought the film rights to Crabs in 1976 and this gave me the chance to leave banking and by my own place, including my shoot, on the Black Hill.
The Guy N. Smith Fan Club was formed in 1990 and still has an active membership. We hold a convention every year at my home which is always well attended.
Around this time I became Poland's best-selling author. Phantom Press published two GNS books each month, mostly with print runs of around 100,000.
I have written much, much more than just horror; crime and mystery (as Gavin Newman), and children's animal novels (as Jonathan Guy). I have written a dozen or so shooting and countryside books, a book on Writing Horror Fiction (A. & C. Black). In 1997 my first full length western novel, The Pony Riders was published by Pinnacle in the States.
With 100-plus books to my credit, I was looking for new challenges. In 1999 I formed my own publishing company and began to publish my own books. They did rather well and gave me a lot of satisfaction. We plan to publish one or two every year.
Still regretting that I had not served an apprenticeship in the gun trade, the best job of my life dropped into my lap in 1999 when I was offered the post of Gun Editor of The Countryman's Weekly, a weekly magazine which covers all field sports. This entails my writing five illustrated feature articles a week on guns, cartridges, deer stalking, big game hunting etc.
Alongside this we have expanded our mail order second hand crime fiction business, still publish a few books, and I find as much time as possible for shooting.
Jean, my wife, helps with the business. Our four children, Rowan, Tara, Gavin and Angus have all moved away from home but they visit on a regular basis.
I would not want to live anywhere other than m
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July 23, 2020
I do not think that a book about lycanthropy is a book about werewolves.
After Margaret Gunn gets raped by Philip Owen’s psychopathic brother, Tom Owen, who is also declared a psychopath, she becomes pregnant.
Although she suspects that she was impregnated by Tom Owen, whom she suspects is a werewolf, she is found to be correct.
Her son, Hugh is born ugly and misshapen. He even has his third fingers on both hands, elongated.
And on top of that, the Black Dogs that carry on whenever something evil is going on, has arrived.
Although lycanthropy is involved, once the werewolf arrives, whether it is a mental illness, or not, violence ensues.
After Margaret Gunn gets raped by Philip Owen’s psychopathic brother, Tom Owen, who is also declared a psychopath, she becomes pregnant.
Although she suspects that she was impregnated by Tom Owen, whom she suspects is a werewolf, she is found to be correct.
Her son, Hugh is born ugly and misshapen. He even has his third fingers on both hands, elongated.
And on top of that, the Black Dogs that carry on whenever something evil is going on, has arrived.
Although lycanthropy is involved, once the werewolf arrives, whether it is a mental illness, or not, violence ensues.
August 2, 2009
First published back in 1978, Guy N Smith’s pulp horror novel ‘The Son of the Werewolf’ was the third and final instalment into his early ‘Werewolf’ trilogy. The novel saw itself written and subsequently published in the same year that also saw the publication of ‘Killer Crabs’ and the classic pulp horror title ‘Bats out of Hell’.
The novel is once again set around the rural woodland of the Black Hill area, situated close to the village of Llanadevy on the Shropshire and Welsh border. It’s exactly nine months since Margaret Gunn was raped by Tom Davies (aka Tom Owen) whose bloodthirsty rampage under the disguise of a werewolf ultimately ended with his death.
Sure enough, Margaret Gunn conceived on the night Davies raped and abducted her. Margaret Gunn and Gordon Hall had observed the stubbly skin that covered Davies’s dead body as he lay impaled on the wooden stakes which was detailed at the end of ‘Return of the Werewolf’. Now, nine months later and Margaret Gunn is giving birth to Davies’s child. At its birth, Margaret Gunn observes the longer third finger on both of the baby’s hands, a tale-tale sign of lycanthropy. They name the baby Hugh Gunn, whilst Vic Gunn remains none the wiser to whom is the true father of the child they will be raising as their own.
Hugh Gunn grows up to be an aggressive outcast at school, bullying the other pupils at every opportunity. Two weeks before he is set to leave school for good, he has a run in with the head master Clive Williams over some recent bullying. Soon enough, Williams is murdered and his corpse is found mutilated in his school study. Hugh Gunn is quickly picked up for the murder whilst walking away from the school drenched in the blood of the head master.
Two years later and Hugh Gunn has been released from prison on good behaviour after serving the small sentence handed to him for manslaughter. During his time incarcerated in prison, Hugh Gunn learns of his dark secret after he begins to change into the altered state of a werewolf during the periods when the moon is full in the night sky. Hugh Gunn, now in his late teens and once again a free man, returns to Llanadevy for a brief period before deciding to head off for the luring lights of a city. On his journey, Gunn arrives at a small town where he is almost immediately involved in a brutal fight with some local youths who put him in hospital.
Gunn awakens in the hospital and decides to leave the premise as quickly as possible, on account of his werewolf state, now that the moon is out. Upon departing the hospital, Gunn comes across a nurse, who he subsequently rapes, murders and mutilates.
Now on the run, Gunn hides within a train’s cargo of coal, and waits for the train to leave the town on its own accord. After travelling for quite some time on the train, Gunn awakens this time in the city centre of Birmingham. He has made it to the city at last.
Now in Birmingham, Gunn hides out in a derelict building that is waiting to be demolished. Whilst there he has a run in with three muggers who end up being killed and devoured at the hands of Gunn. Now with a considerable amount of money obtained from the muggers, Gunn stumbles across a local prostitute who escorts him back to her abode. The night doesn’t last long before Gunn once again transforms into his werewolf state and rips the prostitute to pieces.
Now with the body count rising and a police hunt in full swing, with a hefty reward also on Gunn’s head, he decides to return to the safety of the Llanadevy, and more importantly the desolate woodlands of Black Hill that he knows so well.
Gunn meets up with some gypsy travellers who take him the majority of the way back to the Shropshire and Welsh border. During a stop off, Gunn murders the gypsy’s leader, Patrick Docherty, forcing him to leave the gypsies and travel the rest of the way to his parent’s farm under his own steam.
Once back in the relative safety of the area he grew up in, Gunn hides away in a derelict old chapel until the night comes and now in werewolf form, he goes out into the wilderness of Black Hill and murders the local hunter Major Simpson. Vic Gunn is phoned by Simpson’s wife regarding his disappearance and Gordon Hall (who has been rather surprisingly staying at the Gunn’s household) goes out to Black Hill to once again face his worst enemy.
But Black Hill has more evil secrets than just the werewolf son of Tom Davies roaming under the silvery light of the moon. The legend of the Black Dogs has come about once again.
With Smith’s final novel in the ‘Werewolf’ trilogy, the first question that is in the readers mind is “if Tom Davies was indeed a werewolf, then how did this transpire?” Alas, at no stage during the novel does Smith take on board this taxing question, leaving the reader somewhat baffled by the whole premise of the tale. Mere suggestions that Hugh Gunn’s father had stubbly skin covering his body, does not lay to rest the questions regarding the werewolf’s legacy.
With this annoying aspect put to one side, ‘The Son of the Werewolf’ is otherwise a thoroughly enjoyable and involved tale with a full and varied storyline. The character of Hugh Gunn is very well described and developed upon, with his dark and primordial side taken on more weight as the story develops.
With the tale predominately following the steps of Hugh Gunn, Smith leaves little to no time to develop any subplots with the characters of Vic and Margaret Gunn or indeed that of the ever-present reporter Gordon Hall.
The novel packs in more gore soaked violence and bestial rape scenes than either one of its processors. Gunn’s violent and sexually motivated attack on the young and defenceless nurse is nothing short of brutal reading.
For sheer pulp horror violence alone, this novel delivers in abundance. With a well crafted storyline that takes numerous twists and turns throughout the course of its life, the novel remains truly gripping from start to finish.
Smith manages to wrap the tale up nicely, with a dark conclusion that brings over an eerie air of mystery, whilst still leaving the reader satisfied with how the werewolf’s story finally comes to an end.
The novel runs for a total of 124 pages and was published through the New English Library.
The novel is once again set around the rural woodland of the Black Hill area, situated close to the village of Llanadevy on the Shropshire and Welsh border. It’s exactly nine months since Margaret Gunn was raped by Tom Davies (aka Tom Owen) whose bloodthirsty rampage under the disguise of a werewolf ultimately ended with his death.
Sure enough, Margaret Gunn conceived on the night Davies raped and abducted her. Margaret Gunn and Gordon Hall had observed the stubbly skin that covered Davies’s dead body as he lay impaled on the wooden stakes which was detailed at the end of ‘Return of the Werewolf’. Now, nine months later and Margaret Gunn is giving birth to Davies’s child. At its birth, Margaret Gunn observes the longer third finger on both of the baby’s hands, a tale-tale sign of lycanthropy. They name the baby Hugh Gunn, whilst Vic Gunn remains none the wiser to whom is the true father of the child they will be raising as their own.
Hugh Gunn grows up to be an aggressive outcast at school, bullying the other pupils at every opportunity. Two weeks before he is set to leave school for good, he has a run in with the head master Clive Williams over some recent bullying. Soon enough, Williams is murdered and his corpse is found mutilated in his school study. Hugh Gunn is quickly picked up for the murder whilst walking away from the school drenched in the blood of the head master.
Two years later and Hugh Gunn has been released from prison on good behaviour after serving the small sentence handed to him for manslaughter. During his time incarcerated in prison, Hugh Gunn learns of his dark secret after he begins to change into the altered state of a werewolf during the periods when the moon is full in the night sky. Hugh Gunn, now in his late teens and once again a free man, returns to Llanadevy for a brief period before deciding to head off for the luring lights of a city. On his journey, Gunn arrives at a small town where he is almost immediately involved in a brutal fight with some local youths who put him in hospital.
Gunn awakens in the hospital and decides to leave the premise as quickly as possible, on account of his werewolf state, now that the moon is out. Upon departing the hospital, Gunn comes across a nurse, who he subsequently rapes, murders and mutilates.
Now on the run, Gunn hides within a train’s cargo of coal, and waits for the train to leave the town on its own accord. After travelling for quite some time on the train, Gunn awakens this time in the city centre of Birmingham. He has made it to the city at last.
Now in Birmingham, Gunn hides out in a derelict building that is waiting to be demolished. Whilst there he has a run in with three muggers who end up being killed and devoured at the hands of Gunn. Now with a considerable amount of money obtained from the muggers, Gunn stumbles across a local prostitute who escorts him back to her abode. The night doesn’t last long before Gunn once again transforms into his werewolf state and rips the prostitute to pieces.
Now with the body count rising and a police hunt in full swing, with a hefty reward also on Gunn’s head, he decides to return to the safety of the Llanadevy, and more importantly the desolate woodlands of Black Hill that he knows so well.
Gunn meets up with some gypsy travellers who take him the majority of the way back to the Shropshire and Welsh border. During a stop off, Gunn murders the gypsy’s leader, Patrick Docherty, forcing him to leave the gypsies and travel the rest of the way to his parent’s farm under his own steam.
Once back in the relative safety of the area he grew up in, Gunn hides away in a derelict old chapel until the night comes and now in werewolf form, he goes out into the wilderness of Black Hill and murders the local hunter Major Simpson. Vic Gunn is phoned by Simpson’s wife regarding his disappearance and Gordon Hall (who has been rather surprisingly staying at the Gunn’s household) goes out to Black Hill to once again face his worst enemy.
But Black Hill has more evil secrets than just the werewolf son of Tom Davies roaming under the silvery light of the moon. The legend of the Black Dogs has come about once again.
With Smith’s final novel in the ‘Werewolf’ trilogy, the first question that is in the readers mind is “if Tom Davies was indeed a werewolf, then how did this transpire?” Alas, at no stage during the novel does Smith take on board this taxing question, leaving the reader somewhat baffled by the whole premise of the tale. Mere suggestions that Hugh Gunn’s father had stubbly skin covering his body, does not lay to rest the questions regarding the werewolf’s legacy.
With this annoying aspect put to one side, ‘The Son of the Werewolf’ is otherwise a thoroughly enjoyable and involved tale with a full and varied storyline. The character of Hugh Gunn is very well described and developed upon, with his dark and primordial side taken on more weight as the story develops.
With the tale predominately following the steps of Hugh Gunn, Smith leaves little to no time to develop any subplots with the characters of Vic and Margaret Gunn or indeed that of the ever-present reporter Gordon Hall.
The novel packs in more gore soaked violence and bestial rape scenes than either one of its processors. Gunn’s violent and sexually motivated attack on the young and defenceless nurse is nothing short of brutal reading.
For sheer pulp horror violence alone, this novel delivers in abundance. With a well crafted storyline that takes numerous twists and turns throughout the course of its life, the novel remains truly gripping from start to finish.
Smith manages to wrap the tale up nicely, with a dark conclusion that brings over an eerie air of mystery, whilst still leaving the reader satisfied with how the werewolf’s story finally comes to an end.
The novel runs for a total of 124 pages and was published through the New English Library.
October 23, 2023
I can’t imagine that anyone is reading my reviews, but if they - if you - did you’d know that a while back I bought the Guy N Smith Werewolf omnibus as a way of revisiting a few stories from my early teens. The first two novels in that collection each garnered a massive one star, and this is no different. In fact this third book - Son of the Werewolf is scarcely worth that, I'm sad to say.
It’s weird. Guy N Smith made a good living at this. He’s famous-ish. People collect his work. Males of my generation who read books when they were eleven and twelve and thirteen remember him with some fondness. That’s why I went back to revisit these books.
But... he’s so bad.
I hate to speak poorly of other writers, or ill of the dead, and I’m not saying I could do better. But... he’s so bad. I read these books and I can’t help but wonder how he got this huge gig? In the introduction he states he was asked by NEL to write a horror for them back in 1974. What happened? What was going on? I mean, we’d had two hundred years or more of wonderful writing and great novels - great horror novels - by then. Didn’t NEL send the book back and say “Ummm, sorry, Guy. Any chance of a bit of a re-write?” But no, he went on to write scores and scores of novels, and hundreds of short stories (more on this later). Now I imagine he improved through sheer volume of work, but this last werewolf novel was written four few years after the first and there is no apparent improvement in this one.
Overall, it’s one of those books that is wonderful for writers to read because it screams out at you “If he can make a living at this, then for sure you can!”
Okay, I’m sounding mean and hating myself a little. I guess I was wanting the novel to be something that it was never intended to be, so for that I apologise. But still...
Take the moment when the werewolf’s mother (who was raped by the original werewolf in the previous volume - hence the title) tells her husband, after fifteen years of secrecy that their son is not only not his, but he’s also a werewolf. This is a big revelation. Big. Huge! How on earth is the husband and father going to handle this? He says, “Why didn’t you tell me this before?” Then he says... well nothing. The story goes on as if that huge moment of drama was no more than saying “Our boy’s gone up a shoe size.” Similarly - and these probably aren’t the best examples, just the ones I recall - when the hero of the entire trilogy, a journalist-come-werewolf-hunter finally enters the fray (about two-thirds of the way through the short novel, and actually he then does pretty much nothing) and is sat with the “parents” of the werewolf and they’re debating what’s happened, they conclude that the werewolf is long gone, away in Birmingham somewhere, and then they hear a dog howl outside, and immediately declare it can only mean one thing - the werewolf is back. Maybe a dog just howled? Does a dog howling only mean a werewolf is around? Anyway, the plot continues, our hero goes in search of the werewolf and (SPOILER ALERT) doesn’t actually need to do anything because some other supernatural beings that haven’t really played any part in the tale rise up and kill the werewolf and that’s that. It really is.
In the intro Guy says how the omnibus concludes with a short story that brings readers up-to-date with what’s happened to that hero of the three novels. The story is very short (nothing wrong with that) and is almost an exact retelling of the final chapter of the novel we’ve just read. It’s a sort of “nothing” short story. We learn nothing more about this main character, we learn nothing about how or why there’s yet another werewolf, and then those supernatural elements that rose up and killed the werewolf in “Son of the Werewolf” now rise up and do exactly the same in “Spawn of the Werewolf” and that’s it. As short stories go it's not a classic, and if Guy sold and published a thousand of these, or whatever it was, I am again amazed.
Ok, I feel I’ve been terribly harsh, but try these books yourself and let me know what you think? Is this good novel writing? Do you feel like you know the characters? Does the plot unfold well, or is there even a plot? Is there suspense or a feeling of dread? Is the acceptance of the existence of werewolves really this easy for everyone involved? One good thing that shines through is the background - that really is Guy Smith's strong point. He was a country-man and wrote many non-fiction books about life in the countryside. On that side of things he's excellent.
Anyway, all that said, my young me read a lot of Guy N Smith before moving onto James Herbert and Stephen King and so I guess he did his job and I owe him some thanks - which I gratefully give.
It’s weird. Guy N Smith made a good living at this. He’s famous-ish. People collect his work. Males of my generation who read books when they were eleven and twelve and thirteen remember him with some fondness. That’s why I went back to revisit these books.
But... he’s so bad.
I hate to speak poorly of other writers, or ill of the dead, and I’m not saying I could do better. But... he’s so bad. I read these books and I can’t help but wonder how he got this huge gig? In the introduction he states he was asked by NEL to write a horror for them back in 1974. What happened? What was going on? I mean, we’d had two hundred years or more of wonderful writing and great novels - great horror novels - by then. Didn’t NEL send the book back and say “Ummm, sorry, Guy. Any chance of a bit of a re-write?” But no, he went on to write scores and scores of novels, and hundreds of short stories (more on this later). Now I imagine he improved through sheer volume of work, but this last werewolf novel was written four few years after the first and there is no apparent improvement in this one.
Overall, it’s one of those books that is wonderful for writers to read because it screams out at you “If he can make a living at this, then for sure you can!”
Okay, I’m sounding mean and hating myself a little. I guess I was wanting the novel to be something that it was never intended to be, so for that I apologise. But still...
Take the moment when the werewolf’s mother (who was raped by the original werewolf in the previous volume - hence the title) tells her husband, after fifteen years of secrecy that their son is not only not his, but he’s also a werewolf. This is a big revelation. Big. Huge! How on earth is the husband and father going to handle this? He says, “Why didn’t you tell me this before?” Then he says... well nothing. The story goes on as if that huge moment of drama was no more than saying “Our boy’s gone up a shoe size.” Similarly - and these probably aren’t the best examples, just the ones I recall - when the hero of the entire trilogy, a journalist-come-werewolf-hunter finally enters the fray (about two-thirds of the way through the short novel, and actually he then does pretty much nothing) and is sat with the “parents” of the werewolf and they’re debating what’s happened, they conclude that the werewolf is long gone, away in Birmingham somewhere, and then they hear a dog howl outside, and immediately declare it can only mean one thing - the werewolf is back. Maybe a dog just howled? Does a dog howling only mean a werewolf is around? Anyway, the plot continues, our hero goes in search of the werewolf and (SPOILER ALERT) doesn’t actually need to do anything because some other supernatural beings that haven’t really played any part in the tale rise up and kill the werewolf and that’s that. It really is.
In the intro Guy says how the omnibus concludes with a short story that brings readers up-to-date with what’s happened to that hero of the three novels. The story is very short (nothing wrong with that) and is almost an exact retelling of the final chapter of the novel we’ve just read. It’s a sort of “nothing” short story. We learn nothing more about this main character, we learn nothing about how or why there’s yet another werewolf, and then those supernatural elements that rose up and killed the werewolf in “Son of the Werewolf” now rise up and do exactly the same in “Spawn of the Werewolf” and that’s it. As short stories go it's not a classic, and if Guy sold and published a thousand of these, or whatever it was, I am again amazed.
Ok, I feel I’ve been terribly harsh, but try these books yourself and let me know what you think? Is this good novel writing? Do you feel like you know the characters? Does the plot unfold well, or is there even a plot? Is there suspense or a feeling of dread? Is the acceptance of the existence of werewolves really this easy for everyone involved? One good thing that shines through is the background - that really is Guy Smith's strong point. He was a country-man and wrote many non-fiction books about life in the countryside. On that side of things he's excellent.
Anyway, all that said, my young me read a lot of Guy N Smith before moving onto James Herbert and Stephen King and so I guess he did his job and I owe him some thanks - which I gratefully give.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
September 6, 2021
Your mother being raped by a man wearing a werewolf costume might pretty much tell you that you will be cursed to live the werewolf life. Brutal kills and gore with this quick read. His only solace is the country side but even that will come to an end.
January 19, 2012
Could have been better.
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