Monday, 22 February 2016

Review: The Hunted by H.J. Bellus

****3.5 Stars****
Basil Harper is a girl who wanted to try make an independent life for herself away from her hippy, pot smoking mum. Don't get me wrong she loves her mum dearly but craves a life for herself so she packs up and moves to the city. This is where she first spots her new neighbour Van in the run down neighbourhood they live in, he disappears at night and doesn't come home until dawn.
Bas is a virgin and her best friend Ivy has been trying to coax her into dating so she introduces her to Gannon. Bas is initially attracted to Gannon but can only picture Van when she's with him. Bas has been lying to Ivy and Gannon about where she works, she pretends she works in a late night cafe when she actually waitresses in a strip club and this is where she learns who Van is and this is where the magnetism starts between them when Ivy spots him screwing a stripper against the wall. He then walks in her front door covered in blood but why is the question? Is he really the serial killer behind the murders in the city?
Van is not long out of prison for being framed for a crime he didn't commit. His family hate him which has made him the dark broody man that he is. Van hides a few secrets from Bas and is initially determined not to give in to her although it doesn't last long and secrets are spilled.
Okay for me the storyline was good and it flowed well enough and there's just enough twist and turns to draw you in. However a couple of scenes were a little to fast paced for me and a bit unrealistic. The instalove was just a little to quick for me between Van and Bas and to be honest he didn't seem like the alpha big bad wolf I wanted him to be. Overall it was an enjoyable enough read that I am sure many others will love.
Reviewed by Claire Lamb
Revenge. Blood. Lies. Hate.

The good guy is the bad guy and the bad guy is the good guy.

Or is that what they want you to believe?

In a city where crime is at an all time high and new mutilated bodies are showing up every day, who do you trust?

He’s the silent neighbor who vanishes at night and reappears when the morning news is reporting on the latest victim.

How do you know this?

You watch him through the curtains as his silent stalker. Everything about him is twisted, but you can’t get past his stare. It’s hypnotizing and the hardest pull you’ve ever know it’s all wrong.

Then he walks through your front door covered in blood.

Who will you trust?

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