Summary:
One last full moon — then it will all be over.
Jacob Marlowe has lost the will to live. For two hundred years he has wandered the world, enslaved by his lunatic appetites and tormented by the memory of his first and most monstrous crime. Now, the last of his kind, he knows he cannot go on.
But as Jake counts down to suicide, a violent murder and an extraordinary meeting plunge him straight back into the desperate pursuit of life — and love.
My take: 1 look
Originally reviewed October 21, 2015
A great premise! The very last werewolf in existence is struggling with whether or not to go on. He is 200 years old, has seen so much, has done so much, and is really just weary. What to do?
Instead of good writing, depicting the inner struggle of immortality (and what man has not, at some point, wished to live forever?), this author chooses to fall back on fast living and a lot of anal sex. I am no prude, but when I got to yet another description of anal sex, I put this one down. I mean, good grief, we get it already: werewolves like sex. I invoked the 100-page-rule. Not because it was hard to read, but because it was insulting to my intelligence.
Putting this stinker on my “do not bother” list. Because I hated it so much, I’m pretty sure Hollywood will turn it into a movie.
Nutshell: Skip it.
