Sisters Red by Jackson Pearce

Sisters Red

by Jackson Pearce

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?

Reviewed by nitzan_schwarz on

2 of 5 stars

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2.5 stars
It's with a heavy heart that I must confess to being less than impressed with this book. I have wanted to read Sisters Red for a long time - ever since I first saw the cover and learned that it's a retelling of Red Riding Hood. But I wasn't crazy about what I read.

First of all, I was so very disconnected with everything happening for the majority of the book. I wasn't drawn in, I didn't feel connected. Mostly, I would look at the page count and be like "seriously? that was only 10 pages?" which is one of the bigger signs of a book not being for me. I mean, they fight crazy werewolves (which they call Fenrir but... c'mon, werewolves.) most of the book. Shouldn't I be digging my nails into the cover with the excitement and dread?

Umm... nope, not really. Not with this book, anyway.

We had three main characters - Scarlett, the older and scarred March sister, Rosie - the young, unmarred sister and Silas, a childhood friend of the both and a woodsman. I didn't connect with either one of them, really, and I didn't feel like I got to know them overly much. They were just there, on page. They weren't there, with me, in the room.

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