My rating: 2 of 5 genies
Genre: YA, Fantasy, Retellings, Horror, Shapeshifters, Romance
Published: June 7, 2010
Publisher: Little, Brown Books For Young Readers
Purchase At: TheBookDepository.com or Amazon.com
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?
It was good for a while and then it got creepy, fast. I loved that Pearce had such ingenuity as to take a staple classic like Little Red Riding Hood and then flip it completely up it's axis. The bond between the sisters was incredible and for a while I even went as far as to admire the connection the two shared. Until I realized what was happening, that is. Until then I was all for this one as a four or five genie read and was a huge fan, probably even going as far as to say I envied the characters, Rose and Scarlet. That notion didn't last long however, and certainly not past the point when they moved to the city and Rosie started her classes. Then reality set.
This book is really creepy, no joke. I don't admire their relationship (Scarlet and Rosie's) anymore because of how wrong it seems. I hope that I never share a bond like that with anyone in my life. Honest.
Something about it just wasn't right and I hate the co-dependence so intricately laced in every sentence, that one needed the other's permission for the very slightest of things. It was as if they owned each other. Almost. Silas kind of screws things up in that department, but he and Rosie's relationship was never 'sparks are flying' for me; it just kind of happened one day and then they were in love. Not my ideal romance!
I recommended this book to my sister (she's 14) and then to her friend who is 15 just to know their opinion and they liked it. Maybe it is just me, but going on with this read never happened once I set it down to rest. I could try again someday, if I ever felt the need to scare myself silly with the thought of owing anybody in this world so much of me that I was practically bound to them, but that day is very far away.