Ruins [NOOK Book]

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Trapped in the Mexican jungle, a group of friends stumble upon a creeping horror unlike anything they could ever imagine.Two young couples are on a lazy Mexican vacation–sun-drenched days, drunken nights, making friends with fellow tourists. When the brother of one of those friends disappears, they decide to venture into the jungle to look for him. What started out as a fun day-trip slowly spirals into a nightmare when they find an ancient ruins site . . . and the terrifying ...
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Trapped in the Mexican jungle, a group of friends stumble upon a creeping horror unlike anything they could ever imagine.Two young couples are on a lazy Mexican vacation–sun-drenched days, drunken nights, making friends with fellow tourists. When the brother of one of those friends disappears, they decide to venture into the jungle to look for him. What started out as a fun day-trip slowly spirals into a nightmare when they find an ancient ruins site . . . and the terrifying presence that lurks there.
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The adjective on the cover of Scott Smith's wildly anticipated sophomore release (after 1993's A Simple Plan) says it all: "Unputdownable." The Ruins, an amalgam of psychological thriller and literary horror à la Stephen King, follows a group of four young American tourists vacationing in Cancún and chronicles the horrors they uncover when they help another tourist search for his wayward brother among isolated Mayan ruins.

Best friends and recent college graduates Amy and Stacy and their boyfriends, Jeff and Eric, are thoroughly enjoying their summer vacation in Mexico. In a few weeks the quartet will begin new chapters of their lives -- but until then, the group is partying with fellow travelers from all corners of the globe. One tourist, a German named Mathias, tells the four about his brother, who disappeared with a seductive female archaeologist working at a dig near Cobá, one of the oldest Mayan settlements on the Yucatán Peninsula. The four Americans agree to accompany Mathias in his search but the journey quickly turns into a waking nightmare…

Like works by H. P. Lovecraft, Edgar Allan Poe, and the aforementioned King, every page -- every sentence! -- of The Ruins is shadowed by a sublime sense of foreboding, an unsettling awareness that, at any moment, some completely unanticipated monstrosity is going to suddenly emerge and wreak bloody havoc on the characters. What were the lost archaeologists looking for? And what did they find? What ancient life form lurks in the labyrinths beneath the ruins? Discerning fans of literary horror will categorically venerate this disturbing tale of wanderlust gone wrong. Paul Goat Allen
Gary Kamiya
The Ruins is superior horror literature, but it does not entirely overcome the pile-driving limitations of the genre; it might have been more effective as a short story. But its relentless bleakness — it is almost clinically bloody — played out at novel length is also what sets it apart from other books of this kind. It leaves you with the sense that the skeleton beneath your skin is closer to the surface than you think.
— The New York Times
Douglas E. Winter
… there's a more timeless fable at work here, one that prompts thoughts of Heart of Darkness . Courageous in its pessimism and its embrace of horror, Smith's powerful tale, like Conrad's masterpiece, cautions against such reassuring conceits as civilization, conscience, morality, superiority -- and yes, good and evil. Hidden somewhere in the vines of The Ruins , like those of the Congo, beats the heart of an impenetrable darkness.
— The Washington Post
Publishers Weekly
Four American tourists vacationing in Cancun make friends with a German traveler and join the hunt for his brother, who has mysteriously vanished after following a new flame to an archeological site. But inadequate planning, horrendous conditions and unforeseen dangers quickly turn this jungle adventure into a fight for survival. The novel itself is creepy, compelling and simple in scope, but the audiobook adaptation doesn't quite succeed in relating the feeling of dread the text imparts. Wilson reads in an assured (if somewhat flat) voice in the tenor range, but his tone often seems too light to properly convey the novel's dark and foreboding mood. He also doesn't do much to differentiate between the characters; although Smith has characters who feel very real and distinct, listeners could have used more help from the narrator to distinguish one point-of-view from the next. A book like this one which presents the story from several different POVs would have benefited from a team of talented narrators to help bring the narrative to life. Regrettably, Wilson goes it alone, delivering a sufficient but mediocre performance. Simultaneous release with the Knopf hardcover (Reviews, May 15). (July) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
School Library Journal
Adult/High School-Two American couples just out of college head to Mexico for a sun- and tequila-filled vacation. They befriend some like-minded Greek tourists and a German man whose brother has followed an archaeologist to the site of her dig. The Americans and one of the Greeks decide to go into the jungle to help Matthias find his brother. Blissfully ignorant, they head off with minimal rations, but lots of tequila. Despite all warning signs, they continue to a desolate Mayan village whose residents seem intent on keeping them away. Once American Amy steps off the path into a patch of vines, things suddenly change. As in A Simple Plan (Knopf, 1993), Smith creates a gripping story in which each character's uncertainties and human frailties are as horrific as the actual horror around them. Though the story is told in the third person, each American spends time as a protagonist, giving readers an understanding of his or her fears and motivations. This also allows readers to second-guess the characters. The book has no chapter breaks, which echoes the long and dreadful adventure. Even though only a few days pass, it feels much longer, as the plot moves minute-by-minute through each day. The ending is highly satisfactory and perfectly tragic. Though there are some brief scenes of gore, most of the suspense is psychological, but no less frightening. Fans of everything from Jurassic Park to Lost to Stephen King will love this book.-Jamie Watson, Harford County Public Library, MD Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Nature turns evil in this novel of horror and suspense involving reckless young Americans and a couple of fellow travelers trapped in the wilds of remote Mexico. This is the first novel from Smith since his 1993 debut, A Simple Plan, which had greater popular impact in its 1998 movie adaptation, which earned him an Oscar nomination for best screenplay. This material might also prove riveting on the big screen, but as a novel, lacks narrative momentum, taking too long to reach its resolution. Two young couples on the verge of big changes (med school, career, geography) enjoy a last fling in Mexico before assuming the responsibilities of adulthood. The two young women are best friends, though one is as cautious as the other is careless. Their two male partners are connected mainly through the women. As happens on vacation, they develop quick friendships, in this case with a taciturn German who speaks English and a trio of fun-loving Greeks who don't. The German's brother disappears with a beautiful woman to join an archaeological dig into Mayan ruins, miles removed from urban civilization. As an adventure, the four Americans and one of the Greeks join the German in search of his brother. Once they arrive, though, they fear it will be impossible for them to leave, partly because of the armed Mayans surrounding the site, partly because of the bodies in detailed states of decomposition that litter the area, but mainly because of some mysterious vines with amazing powers that expand as the novel progresses. While these tourists are isolated in the wilderness for many, many (many) pages, the novel shifts from a horror story of graphic gore to a more interesting psychological thriller. Ifcharacter is destiny, the major suspense lies with which one of them, if any, will survive. A compelling set-up and provocative premise, but what should be a page-turner succumbs to a plodding pace. First printing of 100,000
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"The best horror novel of the new century."

—Stephen King

"The Ruins does for Mexican vacations what Jaws did for New England beaches.”

Entertainment Weekly

“The most disturbing novel of the year.” —Time

“Smith’s nail-biting tension is a pleasure all its own. . . . This stuff isn’t for the faint of heart.” —New York Post

“A story so scary you may never want to go on vacation, or dig around in your garden, again.” —USA Today

“A smart, clean-burning horror machine.”

New York Times Book Review

“A classic horror story, told with mounting, detail. Smith spins it out relentlessly, piling chill on chill on chill. . . . What happens, and needless to say it’s not good, is something readers will race page after flapping page to discover. When they do, they will find–well, better set aside eight or nine hours reading time, keep the lights on, and make sure the plants are still in their pots.”

—Bill Bell, The Daily News

“A fast-paced suspense novel that grabs you and refuses to let go. . . Smith’s characterization and timing–the ability to deliver one quick blow after antoher–makes the book so freakishly fun. . . . The story turns grotesque, but Smith’s command of his characters and their demons is masterful. . . . The Ruins is chilling, an icy dissection of human nature in a hot, horrifying place.”

—John Caniglia, The Cleveland Plain Dealer

“An exercise in unremitting tension . . . Smith writes in clear, vivid language with elegant sentences.”

—Diane Scharper, The Baltimore Sun

“One of the most terrifying, creepy, riveting novels that will hit the bookstores this summer. . . . Smith sculpts each of the characters, making us care very much about what happens to these young, naive and sometimes selfish individuals. . . . The Ruins has a claustrophobic feel, which adds to the palpatations of suspense. The great outdoors might as well be a dark, dingy basement full of things that go bump in the night as Smith finds new ways to frighten with his setting.”

—Oline H. Cogdill, The Sun-Sentinel

“Reading Scott Smith is like having a rope tied firmly round your middle, as you’re pulled on protesting tiptoes toward a door marked DOOM. . . . Smith is a master of the ‘if only’ scenario, that most foolish and pungent form of regret . . . At its heart, The Ruins is an old-fashioned horror story, and it’s the invasive, intuitive killer that provides the ice-water dread. . . . It’s Thomas Harris meets Poe in a decidedly timely story: Smith has tapped into our anxieties about global warming, lethal weather, supergerms–our collective fear that nature is finally battling back–and given us a decidedly organic nightmare. Grade: A-.

—Gillian Flynn, Entertainment Weekly

“Once again, Smith (A Simple Plan) deftly explores psychological tension and insidious fears. A perfect beach read; just don’t stray too far from the lifeguard.”

Library Journal

“A word of caution to readers, gentle and otherwise: Do not pick up a copy of Scott Smith’s The Ruins if you have anything else you need to do in the next eight hours or so. Don’t start this book if you’re especially weak of stomach or nerves, and above all don’t pick it up if you’re not willing to tolerate some deviation from the usual conventions of thrillers and horror stories. . . . The Ruins is like all great genre fiction in its irresistible storytelling momentum, but in its lack of mercy, it’s more like real life. . . . The Ruins is ruthlessly frank about how most of us really behave in extremis. The escalating nightmare of the group’s fate evolves inexorably from their personalities, in a way reminiscent of Greek tragedy, so Smith couldn’t get away with the flimsy figurines that populate more genre fiction. In The Ruins, all of the characters and their vexed interrrelationships are richly and carefully drawn because, in a way, they are the story. . . . Scott Smith shows us an aspect of ourselves and of human nature we’d rather not acknowledge. He’s such a master, though, that it’s impossible to look away.

—Laura Miller, Salon

Library Journal
Here's a real summer vacation gone wrong. Four twentysomething Americans in Cancun impulsively decide to accompany a chance-met fellow tourist on a side trip to the jungle. They hope to find their new acquaintance's missing brother and visit an archaeological ruin, but right from the beginning, when the locals seem spooked by their hand-drawn map, it's apparent that something is seriously amiss. VERDICT The tension escalates to a terrifying pitch as Smith (A Simple Plan) explores the way people can change when placed in terrifying situations.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780307266040
  • Publisher: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 7/18/2006
  • Sold by: Random House
  • Format: eBook
  • Sales rank: 72,932
  • File size: 371 KB

Meet the Author

Scott Smith was educated at Dartmouth College and Columbia University. He lives in New York City.

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They met Mathias on a day trip to Cozumel. They'd hired a guide to take them snorkeling over a local wreck, but the buoy marking its location had broken off in a storm, and the guide was having difficulty finding it. So they were just swimming about, looking at nothing in particular. Then Mathias rose toward them from the depths, like a merman, a scuba tank on his back. He smiled when they told him their situation, and led them to the wreck. He was German, dark from the sun, and very tall, with a blond crew cut and pale blue eyes. He had a tattoo of an eagle on his right forearm, black with red wings. He let them take turns borrowing his tank so they could drop down thirty feet and see the wreck up close. He was friendly in a quiet way, and his English was only slightly accented, and when they pulled themselves into their guide's boat to head back to shore, he climbed in, too.

They met the Greeks two nights later, back in Cancun, on the beach near their hotel. Stacy got drunk and made out with one of them. Nothing happened beyond that, but the Greeks always seemed to be turning up afterward, no matter where they went or what they were doing. None of them spoke Greek, of course, and the Greeks didn't speak English, so it was mostly smiling and nodding and the occasional sharing of food or drinks. There were three Greeks—in their early twenties, like Mathias and the rest of them—and they seemed friendly enough, even if they did appear to be following them about.

The Greeks not only didn't know English; they couldn't speak Spanish, either. They'd adopted Spanish names, though, which they seemed to find very amusing. Pablo and Juan and Don Quixote was how they introduced themselves, saying the names in their odd accents and gesturing at their chests. Don Quixote was the one Stacy made out with. All three looked enough alike, however—wide-shouldered and slightly padded, with their dark hair grown long and tied back in ponytails—that even Stacy had a hard time keeping track of who was who. It also seemed possible that they were trading the names around, that this was part of the joke, so the one who answered to Pablo on Tuesday would smilingly insist on Wednesday that he was Juan.

They were visiting Mexico for three weeks. It was August, a foolish time to travel to the Yucatán. The weather was too hot, too humid. There were sudden rainstorms nearly every afternoon, downpours that could flood a street in a matter of seconds. And with darkness, the mosquitoes arrived, vast humming clouds of them. In the beginning, Amy complained about all these things, wishing they'd gone to San Francisco, which had been her idea. But then Jeff lost his temper, telling her she was ruining it for everyone else, and she stopped talking about California—the bright, brisk days, the trolley cars, the fog rolling in at dusk. It wasn't really that bad anyway. It was cheap and uncrowded, and she decided to make the best of it.

There were four of them in all: Amy and Stacy and Jeff and Eric. Amy and Stacy were best friends. They'd cut their hair boyishly short for the trip, and they wore matching Panama hats, posing for photos arm in arm. They looked like sisters—Amy the fair one, Stacy the dark—both of them tiny, barely five feet tall, birdlike in their thinness. They were sisterly in their behavior, too, full of whispered secrets, wordless intimacies, knowing looks.

Jeff was Amy's boyfriend; Eric was Stacy's. The boys were friendly with each other, but not exactly friends. It had been Jeff's idea to travel to Mexico, a last fling before he and Amy started medical school in the fall. He'd found a good deal on the Internet: cheap, impossible to pass up. It would be three lazy weeks on the beach, lying in the sun, doing nothing. He'd convinced Amy to come with him, then Amy had convinced Stacy, and Stacy had convinced Eric.

Mathias told them that he'd come to Mexico with his younger brother, Henrich, but Henrich had gone missing. It was a confusing story, and none of them understood all the details. Whenever they asked him about it, Mathias became vague and upset. He slipped into German and waved his hands, and his eyes grew cloudy with the threat of tears. After awhile, they didn't ask anymore; it felt impolite to press. Eric believed that drugs were somehow involved, that Mathias's brother was on the run from the authorities, but whether these authorities were German, American, or Mexican, he couldn't say for certain. There'd been a fight, though; they all agreed upon this. Mathias had argued with his brother, perhaps even struck him, and then Henrich had disappeared. Mathias was worried, of course. He was waiting for him to return so that they could fly back to Germany. Sometimes he seemed confident that Henrich would eventually reappear and that all would be fine in the end, but other times he didn't. Mathias was reserved by nature, a listener rather than a talker, and prone in his present situation to sudden bouts of gloom. The four of them worked hard to cheer him up. Eric told funny stories. Stacy did her imitations. Jeff pointed out interesting sights. And Amy took countless photographs, ordering everyone to smile.

In the day, they sunned on the beach, sweating beside one another on their brightly colored towels. They swam and snorkeled; they got burned and began to peel. They rode horses, paddled around in kayaks, played miniature golf. One afternoon, Eric convinced them all to rent a sailboat, but it turned out he wasn't as adept at sailing as he'd claimed, and they had to be towed back to the dock. It was embarrassing, and expensive. At night, they ate seafood and drank too much beer.

Eric didn't know about Stacy and the Greek. He'd gone to sleep after dinner, leaving the other three to wander the beach with Mathias. There'd been a bonfire burning behind one of the neighboring hotels, a band playing in a gazebo. That was where they met the Greeks. The Greeks were drinking tequila and clapping in rhythm with the music. They offered to share the bottle. Stacy sat next to Don Quixote, and there was much talking, in their mutually exclusive languages, and much laughter, and the bottle passed back and forth, everyone wincing at the burning taste of the liquor, and then Amy turned and found Stacy embracing the Greek. It didn't last very long. Five minutes of kissing, a shy touch of her left breast, and the band was finished for the night. Don Quixote wanted her to go back to his room, but she smiled and shook her head, and it was over as easily as that.

In the morning, the Greeks laid out their towels alongside Mathias and the four of them on the beach, and in the afternoon they all went jet skiing together. You wouldn't have known about the kissing if you hadn't seen it; the Greeks were very gentlemanly, very respectful. Eric seemed to like them, too. He was trying to get them to teach him dirty words in Greek. He was frustrated, though, because it was hard to tell if the words they were teaching him were the ones he wanted to learn.


It turned out that Henrich had left a note. Mathias showed it to Amy and Jeff early one morning, during the second week of their vacation. It was handwritten, in German, with a shakily drawn map at the bottom. They couldn't read the note, of course; Mathias had to translate it for them. There wasn't anything about drugs or the police—that was just Eric being Eric, jumping to conclusions, the more dramatic the better. Henrich had met a girl on the beach. She'd flown in that morning, was on her way to the interior, where she'd been hired to work on an archaeological dig. It was at an old mining camp, maybe a silver mine, maybe emeralds—Mathias wasn't certain. Henrich and the girl had spent the day together. He'd bought her lunch and they'd gone swimming. Then he took her back to his room, where they showered and had sex. Afterward, she left on a bus. In the restaurant, over lunch, she'd drawn a map for him on a napkin, showing him where the dig was. She told him he should come, too, that they'd be glad for his help. Once she left, Henrich couldn't stop talking about her. He didn't eat dinner and he couldn't fall asleep. In the middle of the night, he sat up in bed and announced to Mathias that he was going to join the dig.

Mathias called him a fool. He'd only just met this girl, they were in the midst of their vacation, and he didn't know the first thing about archaeology. Henrich assured him that it was really none of his business. He wasn't asking for Mathias's permission; he was merely informing him of his decision. He climbed out of bed and started to pack. They called each other names, and Henrich threw an electric razor at Mathias, hitting him on the shoulder. Mathias rushed him, knocking him over. They rolled around on the hotel room floor, grappling, grunting obscenities, until Mathias accidentally head-butted Henrich in the mouth, cutting his lip. Henrich made much of this, rushing to the bathroom so that he could spit blood into the sink. Mathias pulled on some clothes and went out to get him ice, but then ended up going downstairs to the all-night bar by the pool. It was three in the morning. Mathias felt he needed to calm down. He drank two beers, one quickly, the other slowly. When he got back to their room, the note was sitting on his pillow. And Henrich was gone.

The note was three-quarters of a page long, though it seemed shorter when Mathias read it out loud in English. It occurred to Amy that Mathias might be skipping some of the passages, preferring to keep them private, but it didn't matter—she and Jeff got the gist of it. Henrich said that Mathias often seemed to mistake being a brother with being a parent. He forgave him for this, yet he still couldn't accept it. Mathias might call him a fool, but he believed it was possible he'd met the love of his life that morning, and he'd never be able to forgive himself—or Mathias, for that matter—if he let this opportunity slip past without pursuing it. He'd try to be back by their departure date, though he couldn't guarantee this. He hoped Mathias would manage to have fun on his own while he was gone. If Mathias grew lonely, he could always come and join them at the dig; it was only a half day's drive to the west. The map at the bottom of the note—a hand-drawn copy of the one the girl had sketched on the napkin for Henrich—showed him how to get there.

As Amy listened to Mathias tell his story and then struggle to translate his brother's note, she gradually began to realize that he was asking for their advice. They were sitting on the veranda of their hotel. A breakfast buffet was offered here every morning: eggs and pancakes and French toast, juice and coffee and tea, an immense pile of fresh fruit. A short flight of stairs led to the beach. Seagulls hovered overhead, begging for scraps of food, shitting on the umbrellas above the tables. Amy could hear the steady sighing of the surf, could see the occasional jogger shuffling past, an elderly couple searching for shells, a trio of hotel employees raking the sand. It was very early, just after seven. Mathias had awakened them, calling from the house phone downstairs. Stacy and Eric were still asleep.

Jeff leaned forward to study the map. It was clear to Amy, without anything explicit having been said, that it was his advice Mathias was soliciting. Amy didn't take offense; she was used to this sort of thing. Jeff had something about him that made people trust him, an air of competence and self-confidence. Amy sat back in her seat and watched him smooth the wrinkles from the map with the palm of his hand. Jeff had curly, dark hair, and eyes that changed color with the light. They could be hazel or green or the palest of brown. He wasn't as tall as Mathias, or as broad in the shoulders, but despite this, he somehow seemed to be the larger of the two. He had a gravity to him: he was calm, always calm. Someday, if all went according to plan, Amy imagined that this would be what would make him a good doctor. Or, at the very least, what would make people think of him as a good doctor.

Mathias's leg was jiggling, his knee jumping up and down. It was Wednesday morning. He and his brother were scheduled to fly home on Friday afternoon. "I go," he said. "I get him. I take him home. Right?"

Jeff glanced up from the map. "You'd be back this evening?" he asked.

Mathias shrugged, waved at the note. He only knew what his brother had written.

Amy recognized some of the towns on the map—Tizimín, Valladolid, Cobá—names she'd seen in their guidebook. She hadn't really read the book; she'd only looked at the pictures. She remembered a ruined hacienda on the Tizimín page, a street lined with whitewashed buildings for Valladolid, a gigantic stone face buried in vines for Cobá. Mathias's map had an X drawn somewhere vaguely west of Cobá. This was where the dig was. You rode a bus from Cancún to Cobá, where you hired a taxi, which took you eleven miles farther west. Then there was a path leading away from the road, two miles long, that you had to hike. If you came to the Mayan village, you'd gone too far.

Watching Jeff examine the map, she could guess what he was thinking. It had nothing to do with Mathias or his brother. He was thinking of the jungle, of the ruins there, and what it might be like to explore them. They'd talked vaguely of doing this when they'd first arrived: how they could hire a car, a local guide, and see whatever there was to be seen. But it was so hot; the idea of trudging through the jungle to take pictures of giant flowers or lizards or crumbling stone walls seemed less and less attractive the more they discussed it. So they stayed on the beach. But now? The morning was deceptively cool, with a breeze coming in off the water; she knew that it must be hard for Jeff to remember how humid the day would ultimately become. Yes, it was easy enough for her to guess what he was thinking: why shouldn't it be fun? They were slipping into a torpor, with all the sun and the food and the drinking. A little adventure like this might be just the thing to wake them up.


From the Hardcover edition.
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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 1, 2010

    NAIL BITING THRILLER

    I WAS SEARCHING FOR A GOOD THRILLER AND THIS BOOK WAS RECOMMENDED TO ME BY THE SALES GUY AT THE BOOK STORE. I FOUND THIS BOOK TO BE EXCILERATING ,NAIL BITING AND VERY CREEPY . I COULDN'T PUT THIS BOOK DOWN AT ALL. THIS WAS AN EXCELLENT READ FOR THOSE WHO ARE IN SEARCH OF A GOOD SUSPENSE THRILLER. YOU WON'T REGRET IT.

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  • Posted January 21, 2009

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    Entertaining but I hoped for so much more. . .

    I am conflicted about this book. It truly was a page turner and Scott Smith can write circles around most so called best selling authors, but in the final analysis this book did reach my expectations. Having traveled to the Yucatan a few times I was expecting a thriller steeped in the lore and mystery of the ancient ruin sites (come on! Its titled "The Ruins!") but to my disappointment there is little local color in the story. The story could actually have taken place in any remote location. I also did not care for the evil menace, just came off hokey to me. I did enjoy how the author developed the characters each telling their individual story. The conclusion left me wanting though, too much gore with no point. If you are looking for a top notch thriller wrapped in the Mystery of the ancient ruin sites I highly recommend "A Tourist In The Yucatan" by Tim Brownsfield. Great book!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 23, 2009

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    If you're looking for Turistas or Hostel, don't look here -- The Ruins is much better than that.

    I found this book absolutely riveting -- please don't be tainted by the movies that have come out like "Turistas" or "Hostel." This book is a complete study in the break down of a group of people that are trapped without enough food or water, and are being hunted by something that looks completely harmless.

    I read this book in a few days and could not put it down -- I haven't seen the movie yet, but I can assure you that if you put aside the movies out there like "Hostel" you will find this story absolutely creepy, and at times, incredibly moving.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 19, 2013

    The scariest book I have ever read! Couldn't put it down!!!!

    The scariest book I have ever read! Couldn't put it down!!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 25, 2013

    Brilliant!!!!

    This is one of the few novels that terrified me!!! I am never scared when I read horror stories, but this takes the cake! This is a slow novel, but should you stick with it, the wait will be well worth it! It is quite violent though so be warned!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 23, 2013

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    I recommend this novel for horror lovers.  The same sort of inev

    I recommend this novel for horror lovers.  The same sort of inevitable dread that haunt's greats like The Shining, lurks in Scott Smith's writing as well.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 28, 2012

    Ruin

    Amy and Stacy are such loser

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 7, 2012

    Being bi-lingual is nice.. unless noone speaks either of your languages... like the first problem in this book

    I'll admit the only reason i read this book is because i found out the movie was based off of one. If you have already seen and liked the movie, you will LOVE the book. A lot of things were cut and changed in the movie, but the book is much better. Read it first. It's got adventure, gore, and that feeling of inevitable disaster because you know alongside the characters, they really were quite helpless from the moment they stepped into the vines. I only gave it 4stars because too much of it is predictable.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 27, 2008

    Interesting Read

    I thought the Ruins was a good read overall. I am an avid Stephen King reader, but after being bored with his last book, I bought this book on recommendation of a friend who had seen the movie. I am very happy I took the advice. I couldn't put the book down. It kept my attention and kept me wondering until the end. Yes it was sad, yes it was not totally believable (it isn't supposed to be). The story idea was compelling and the writing was excellent. If you like horror stories you should definitely pick this one up.

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  • Posted June 30, 2014

    could not put this book down. very original!

    could not put this book down. very original!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 24, 2014

    Lyra

    She wakes and stretche on her bed, falling gracefully off the bed. She walks into the kitchen.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 22, 2012

    VALLEY

    A valley with a waterfall falling into a lake. There is nowhere for the water to go and it keeps getting higher

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 2, 2012

    Horrifying

    Chilling

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 6, 2012

    okay

    ... but not great. There are some delicious, tense moments, but the book moves too fast and the world-building is too shallow for it to ever move from merely "alarming" to "creepy." The book presents its narrative from the perspective of various characters, giving us insight into their unique opinions and views; for all that, the characters remain stubbornly generic, and I had a difficult time differentiating between them as far as half-way through the book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 17, 2012

    Fav!

    One of the BEST BOOKS ive EVER READ!!! But do yourself a favor and TRUST ME! DONT WATCH THE MOVIE FIRST! and if you REALLY love the book like I did, then you probably dont want to see the movie at all!!! They RUINed it!!!

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  • Posted September 26, 2011

    more from this reviewer

    Good ole horror

    Couldn't put it down.

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  • Posted August 25, 2011

    Amazing

    I cannot recomend this book enough. Incredibly scary and not for those with weak stomaches. Its also very well written and emotional. Wonderful on all levels. I couldnt put it down.

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  • Posted March 27, 2011

    Recommend

    I really enjoyed this book...it caught my attention from the very beginning and thru out the whole book...

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 5, 2010

    Waste of time

    This has to be one of the WORST books I have ever read! It is boring & beyond lame. I loved 'A Simple Plan' & I can't believe this book has the same author! Save your money & time. I wish I had!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 12, 2010

    Finished this book in a week!

    I bought this book because it was on sale at the bookstore and I had remember seeing previews for the movie that came out based upon it. I really didn't know what it was about, just knew it was a scary type of book. The man that worked in the book store told me that it was gruesome and that some people couldn't even finish it. This probed me into buying it! I really recommend this book for anyone who likes scary, edge of your seat stories. It's definitely gory and not for someone who has a sensitive stomach. The writer is excellent and writes with such detail that I could picture almost everything in my head, which made it even more interesting. It was never boring, and something was always happening, which made it hard to put down!!

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