Don't Sweat. Don't Laugh. Don't draw attention to yourself. And most of all, whatever you do, do not fall in love with one of them.
Gene is different from everyone else around him. He can't run with lightning speed, sunlight doesn't hurt him and he doesn't have an unquenchable lust for blood. Gene is a human, and he knows the rules. Keep the truth a secret. It's the only way to stay alive in a world of night—a world where humans are considered a delicacy and hunted for their blood.
When he's chosen for a once in a lifetime opportunity to hunt the last remaining humans, Gene's carefully constructed life begins to crumble around him. He's thrust into the path of a girl who makes him feel things he never thought possible—and into a ruthless pack of hunters whose suspicions about his true nature are growing. Now that Gene has finally found something worth fighting for, his need to survive is stronger than ever—but is it worth the cost of his humanity?
About the Author
Born in Manhattan and raised in Hong Kong, ANDREW FUKUDA currently resides on Long Island, New York. After earning a bachelor's degree in history from Cornell University, Fukuda went on to work as a criminal prosecutor in New York City. He now writes full time.
Born in Manhattan and raised in Hong Kong, ANDREW FUKUDA currently resides on Long Island, New York. After earning a bachelor's degree in history from Cornell University, Fukuda went on to work as a criminal prosecutor in New York City. He now writes full time. He is the author of The Hunt, The Prey, and The Trap.
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By Andrew Fukuda
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There used to be more of us. I'm certain of this. Not enough to fill a sports stadium or even a movie theater, but certainly more than what's left today. Truth is, I don't think there's any of us left. Except me. It's what happens when you're a delicacy. When you're craved. You go extinct.
Eleven years ago, one was discovered in my school. A kindergarten student, on her first day. She was devoured almost immediately. What was she thinking? Maybe the sudden (and it's always sudden) loneliness at home drove her to school under some misbegotten idea that she'd find companionship. The teacher announced nap time, and the little tyke was left standing alone on the floor clutching her teddy bear as her classmates leaped feetfirst toward the ceiling. At that point, it was over for her. Over. She might as well have taken out her fake fangs and prostrated herself for the inevitable feasting. Her classmates stared down wide-eyed from above: Hello, what have we here? She started to cry, they tell me, bawl her eyes out. The teacher was the first to get to her.
After kindergarten, when you're free and clear of naps, that's when you show up at school. Although you can still get caught by surprise. One time, my swimming coach was so enraged by the team's lethargic performance at a school meet, he forced all of us to take a nap in the changing room. He was only making a point, of course, but that point near did me in. By the way, swimming is fine, but don't do any other sport if you can help it. Because sweat is a dead giveaway. Sweat is what happens when we get hot; water droplets leak out like a baby drooling. I know, gross. Everyone else remains cool, clean, dry. Me? I'm a leaky faucet. So forget about cross-country, forget about tennis, forget about even competitive chess. But swimming is fine, because it hides the sweat.
That's just one of the rules. There're many others, all of them indoctrinated into me by my father from the time I was born. Never smile or laugh or giggle, never cry or get teary-eyed. At all times, carry a bland, stoic expression; the only emotions that ever crack the surface of people's faces are heper-cravings and romantic-lust, and I am obviously to have nothing to do with either. Never forget to apply butter liberally all over your body when venturing out in the daytime. Because in a world like this, it's a tough task explaining a sunburn, or even a suntan. So many other rules, enough to fill a notebook, not that I ever felt inclined to write them down. Being caught with a "rulebook" would be just as damning as a sunburn.
Besides, my father reminded me of the rules every day. As the sun was going down, over breakfast, he'd go over a few of the many rules. Like: Don't make friends; don't inadvertently fall asleep in class (boring classes and long bus rides were especially dangerous); don't clear your throat; don't ace your exams, even though they insult your intelligence; don't let your good looks get the better of you; no matter how the girls might throw their hearts and bodies at you, never give in to that temptation. Because you must always remember that your looks are a curse, not a blessing. Never forget that. He'd say all this while giving my nails a quick once-over, making sure that they weren't chipped or scratched. The rules are now so ingrained in me, they're as unbendable as the rules of nature. I've never been tempted to break any of them.
Except one. When I first started taking the horse-drawn school bus, my father forbade me from looking back at him to wave good-bye. Because people never do that. That was a hard rule for me, initially. For the first few nights of school, as I stepped onto the bus, it took everything in me to freeze myself, to not look back and wave good-bye. It was like a reflex, an insuppressible cough. I was just a kid back then, too, which made it doubly hard.
I broke that rule only one time, seven years ago. It was the night after my father staggered into the house, his clothes disheveled as if he'd been in a tussle, his neck punctured. He'd gotten careless, just a momentary lapse, and now he had two clear incisions in his neck. Sweat poured down his face, staining his shirt. You could see he already knew. A frenzied look in his eyes, panic running up his arms as he gripped me tight. "You're alone now, my son," he said through clenched teeth, spasms starting to ripple across his chest. Minutes later, when he started to shiver, his face shockingly cold to the touch, he stood up. He rushed out the door into the dawn light. I locked the door as he'd instructed me to do and ran to my room. I stuffed my face into the pillow and screamed and screamed. I knew what he was doing at that very moment: running, as far away from the house before he transformed and the rays of sunlight became like waterfalls of acid burning through his hair, his muscles, his bones, his kidney, lungs, heart.
The next night, as the school bus pulled up in front of my house, steam gushing from the horses' wide and wet nostrils, I broke the rule. I couldn't help myself: I turned around as I stepped onto the bus. But by then, it didn't matter. The driveway was empty in the dark birth of night. My father was not there. Not then or ever again.
My father was right. I became alone that day. We were once a family of four, but that was a long time ago. Then it was just my father and me, and it was enough. I missed my mother and sister, but I was too young to form any real attachments with them. They are vague shapes in my memory. Sometimes, though, even now, I hear the voice of a woman singing and it always catches me off guard. I hear it and I think: Mother had a really pretty voice. My father, though. He missed them terribly. I never saw him cry, not even after we had to burn all the photos and notebooks. But I'd wake up in the middle of the day and find him staring out the unshuttered window, a beam of sunshine plunging down on his heavy face, his broad shoulders shaking.
My father had prepared me to be alone. He knew that day would eventually come, although I think deep down he believed it was he who would be the last one left, not me. He spent years drilling the rules into me so I knew them better than my own self. Even now, as I get ready for school at dusk, that laborious process of washing, filing my nails, shaving my arms and legs (and recently, even a few chest hairs), rubbing ointment (to mask the odor), polishing my fake fangs, I hear his voice in my head, going over the rules.
Like today. Just as I'm slipping on my socks, I hear his voice. The usual warnings: Don't go to sleepovers; don't hum or whistle. But then I hear this rule he'd say maybe just once or twice a year. He said it so infrequently, maybe it wasn't a rule but something else, like a life motto. Never forget who you are. I never knew why my father would say that. Because it's like saying don't forget water is wet, the sun is bright, snow is cold. It's redundant. There's no way I could ever forget who I am. I'm reminded every moment of every day. Every time I shave my legs or hold in a sneeze or stifle a laugh or pretend to flinch at a slip of stray light, I am reminded of who I am.
A fake person.CHAPTER 2
The Heper Lottery
Because I turned seventeen this year, I'm no longer mandated to ride the school bus. I walk now, gladly. The horses — dark, gargantuan brutes that came into favor long ago for their game-finding ability but are now consigned to pulling carriages and buses — can detect my unique odor. More than once they've swung their noses in my direction, singling me out, their nostrils gaping wide, like a wet, silent scream. I much prefer the solitude of walking under the darkening dusk sky.
I leave home early, as I do every night. By the time I walk through the front gates, students and teachers are already streaming in on horseback and carriages, gray shapes in a murky blackness.
It is cloudy tonight and especially dark. "Dark" is this term my father used to describe the nighttime, when things get covered over in blackness. Darkness makes me squint, which is one reason it's so dangerous. Everyone else squints only when eating something sour or smelling something putrid. Nobody ever squints just because it's dark; it's a dead giveaway, so I never let so much as a crease cross my brow. In every class, I sit near the mercurial lamps that emit the barest suggestion of light (most people prefer gray-dark over pitch-black). That cuts down on the risk of an inadvertent squint. People hate those seats near the lamps — too much glare — so I can always find a seat by one.
I also hate getting called on in class. I've survived by blending in, deflecting attention. Getting called on in class puts the spotlight solely on me. Like this morning, when I get called on by the teacher in trig class. He calls on students more than anyone else, which is why I detest the man. He also has the puniest handwriting ever, and his faint scribbles on the board are near impossible to see in the gray-dark.
"Well, H6? What do you think?"
H6 is my designation. I'm in row H, seat 6: thus my designation. My designation changes depending on where I am. In my social studies class, for example, I'm known as D4. "Mind if I pass on this one?" I say.
He stares blankly at me. "Actually, I do. This is the second time in a week you've done this."
I look at the blackboard. "It's got me stumped." I resist trying to make out the numbers on the blackboard, afraid I might accidentally squint.
He closes his eyelids lightly. "No, no, I won't accept that. I know you can do it. You always ace the exams. You can do this equation in your sleep."
Students are now turning to look at me. Only a few, but enough to make me nervous. Including the person in front of me, Ashley June. Her designation in this class is actually G6, but in my mind I've always called her Ashley June. From the first time I saw her years ago, that designation has stuck.
She turns around, looks at me with her opulent green eyes. They seem comprehending, as if she's at last caught on: that I've often gazed longingly from behind at her lush auburn hair (the magnificent, dazzling color!), wistfully recalling its silky feel in my hands so many moons ago. She holds my gaze, surprise lighting in them when I don't flick my eyes away the way I've been doing for years now. Ever since I sensed her interest in me, ever since I felt a pull in my own heart tugging toward her.
"H6?" The teacher starts tapping the chalk on the board. "Give it a shot, come on now."
"I really don't know."
"What's gotten into you? This is basic stuff for you." He peers at me. I'm one of the smarter students in school, and he knows that. Truth is, I could easily be the top student if I wanted to — grades come that easily to me, I don't even have to study — but I deliberately dumb down. There'd be too much attention at the top. "Look here. Let's work together on this. Just read the question first."
Suddenly the situation has intensified. But nothing to panic over. Yet.
"Guess my brain's not quite awake yet."
"But just read the question. That's all." His voice now holds an edge of sternness.
Suddenly I don't like this at all. He's beginning to take it personally.
More eyes start to peer back at me.
Out of nervousness, I begin to clear my throat. Then catch myself. Just in time. People never clear their throats. I breathe in, forcing myself to slow down time. I resist the urge to wipe my upper lip where I suspect small beads of sweat are starting to form.
"Do I need to ask you again?"
In front of me, Ashley June is staring more intently at me. For a moment, I wonder if she's staring at my upper lip. Does she see a slight glisten of sweat there? Did I miss shaving a hair? Then she puts up an arm, a long slender pale arm like a swan's neck arising out of the water.
"I think I know," she says, and gets up from her seat. She takes the chalk from the teacher, who is taken aback by her forthrightness. Students don't usually approach the board uninvited. But then again, this is Ashley June, who pretty much gets away with whatever she wants. She gazes up at the equation, then writes with a quick flourish in large letters and numbers. Moments later, she's done and adds her own check mark and an "A+" at the end. Dusting off her hands, she sits back down. Some of the students start scratching their wrists, as does the teacher. "That was pretty funny," he says. "I like that." He scratches his wrist faster, demonstrably, and more students join him. I hear the rasp rasp rasp of nails scratching against wrists.
I join them, scratching my wrists with my long nails, hating it. Because my wrists are defective. They don't itch when I find something humorous. My natural instinct is to smile — smiling is this thing I do by widening my mouth and exposing my teeth — and not to scratch my wrist. I have sensitive nerve endings there, not a funny bone.
A message on the PA system suddenly sounds over the loudspeakers. Instantly, everyone stops scratching and sits up. The voice is robotic, man-female, authoritative.
"An important announcement," it blares. "Tonight, in just three hours at two A.M., there will be a nationwide Declaration made by the Ruler. All citizens are required to participate. Accordingly, all classes held at that time will be canceled. Teachers, students, and all administrative staff will gather in the assembly hall to watch the live broadcast from our beloved Ruler."
And that's it. After the sign-off chimes, nobody speaks. We're stunned by this news. The Ruler — who hasn't been seen in public in decades — almost never makes a TV appearance. He usually leaves Palatial and other administrative announcements to the four Ministers under him (Science, Education, Food, Law) or the fifteen Directors (Horse Engineering, City Infrastructure, Heper Studies, and so on) under them.
And the fact that he is making a Declaration is missed by no one. Everyone starts speculating about the Declaration. A nationwide Declaration is reserved for only the rarest of occasions. Over the past fifteen years, it's happened only twice. Once to announce the Ruler's marriage. And second, most famously, to announce the Heper Hunt.
Although the last Heper Hunt occurred ten years ago, people still talk about it. The Palace surprised the public when it announced it had been secretly harboring eight hepers. Eight living, blood-filled hepers. To lift morale during a time of economic depression, the Ruler decided to release the hepers into the wild. These hepers, kept under confinement for years, were fattened and slow, bewildered and frightened. Cast out into the wild like lambs to the slaughter, they never had a chance. They were given a twelve-hour head start. Then, a lucky group chosen by lottery were permitted to give chase after them. The Hunt was over in two hours. The event generated a surge in popularity for the Ruler.
As I walk to the cafeteria for lunch, I hear the buzz of excitement. Many are hoping for an announcement of another Heper Hunt. There is talk of a lottery for citizens again. Others are skeptical — haven't hepers become extinct? But even the doubters are drooling at the possibility, lines of saliva dripping down their chins and under their shirts. Nobody has tasted a heper, drunken its blood, feasted on its flesh, for years now. To think that the government might be harboring some hepers, to think that every citizen might have a shot at winning the lottery for the Hunt ... it sends the school into a tizzy.
I remember the Hunt from ten years ago. How for months afterward I didn't dare fall asleep because of the nightmares that would invade my mind: hideous images of an imagined Hunt, wet and violent and full of blood. Horrific cries of fear and panic, the sound of flesh ripped and bones crushed puncturing the night stillness. I'd wake up screaming, inconsolable even as my father wrapped his arms protectively around me in a strong hug. He'd tell me everything was all right, that it was just a dream, that it wasn't real; but what he didn't know was that even as he spoke, I'd hear the lingering sounds of my sister's and mother's wretched screams echoing in my ears, spilling out of my nightmares and into the darkness of my all-too-real world.
* * *
The cafeteria is packed and boisterous. Even the kitchen staff are discussing the Declaration as they scoop food — synthetic meats — onto plates. Lunchtime has always been a challenge for me because I don't have any friends. I'm a loner, partly because it's safer — less interaction, less chance of being found out. Mostly, though, it's the prospect of being eaten alive by your so-called friend that kills any possibility of shared intimacy. Call me picky, but imminent death at the hands (or teeth) of a friend who would suckle blood out of you at the drop of a hat ... that throws a monkey wrench into friendship building.
So I eat lunch alone most of the time. But today, by the time I pay for my food at the cash register, there's barely a seat left. Then I spot F5 and F19 from math class sitting together, and I join them. They're both idiots, F19 slightly more so. In my mind, I call them Idiot and Doofus.
"Guys," I say.
"Hey," Idiot replies, barely looking up.
"Everyone's talking about the Declaration," I say.
"Yes," Doofus says, stuffing his mouth. We eat silently for a while. That's the way it is with Idiot and Doofus. They are computer geeks, staying up into the wee hours of the day. When I eat with them — maybe once a week — sometimes we don't say anything at all. That's when I feel closest to them.
"I've been noticing something," Doofus says after a while.
I glance up at him. "What's that?"
"Somebody's been paying quite a bit of attention to you." He takes another bite into the meat, raw and bloody. It dribbles down his chin, plopping into his bowl.
"You mean the math teacher? I know what you mean, the guy won't leave me alone in trig —"
"No, I meant somebody else. A girl."
This time, both Idiot and I look up.
"For real?" Idiot asks.
Doofus nods. "She's been looking at you for the past few minutes."
"Not me." I take another sip. "She's probably staring at one of you."
Idiot and Doofus look at each other. Idiot scratches his wrist a few times.
"Funny, that," Doofus says. "I swear she's been eyeing you for a while now. Not just today. But every lunchtime for the past few weeks, I see her watching you."
"Whatever," I say, feigning disinterest.
"No, look, she's staring at you right now. Behind you at the table by the window."
Idiot spins around to look. When he turns back around, he's scratching his wrist hard and fast.
"What's so funny?" I ask, taking another sip, resisting the urge to turn around.
Idiot only scratches his wrist harder and faster. "You should take a look. He's not kidding."
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Table of Contents
There used to be more of us ...,
The Heper Lottery,
The Heper Institute,
Hunt Minus Four Nights,
Hunt Minus Three Nights,
Hunt Minus Two Nights,
Hunt Minus One Night,
The Heper Hunt,
About the Author,
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The Hunt by Andrew Fukuda is the first in a brilliant new series. Fukuda has created a terrifying world in which vampires rule and humans are almost extinct. I consumed this dark tale in a few hours and it quickly became one of my favorite reads for 2012. Gone are the vampires that sparkle! In Fukuda’s dystopian world we hide among these vicious killers. This tale was fast paced, horrifying and delicious! When the tale begins we meet seventeen year old, human protagonist Gene. He is in high school and trying to blend in. He knows the rules, his father taught him well. One slip and he will be devoured. Gene lives in a vampire world, where the day begins at dusk and ends at sunrise. He has been on his own since his father was bitten years ago. He is brilliant, but is careful not to stand out. Everyday is a challenge and only during daylight hours can he be himself. While at school it is announced that the ruler will address the nation. This causes immediate salivating and mass speculation amount the vampire students. The last time the ruler address the nation was ten years ago, when he announced a Heper Hunt. This is a huge event. Several heper’s (humans) are released into the wild, and a select few chosen by lottery get to hunt and devour them. *Gulp* You guessed it, there will be a new Heper Hunt and Gene as well as Ashley a young girl from his school are chosen to participate. Before Gene can even think, he is whisked away and taken along with seven others to the Heper Institute. Here they go through training, attend galas and prepare for the hunt. The tale that unfolds is splendid, steeped in horror and riddled with tension and fear. I was captivated from page one, quoting the book by chapter three and running to the computer to check for book two’s release date by the end. The ending wasn’t really a cliff-hanger but the last sentence just about blew my friggin mind. I absolutely without a doubt loved the human characters. Fukuda does an extraordinary job of giving them depth and believability. The complications that arise from living in a vampire world are astronomical and his attention to all these quirks was quite enthralling. His depiction of this particular species of vampires and their habits was entrancing. The scene where an adolescent vampire gets her first kiss was both creepy and mind-boggling. Fukuda created a complete language for the vampires. The way they expressed emotions and communicated with each other was fascinating. The vampires themselves are incredibly creepy and at times behaved in an animalist way that I found terrifying. The romance that develops is secondary to the tale, but sweet and genuine. I really connected with these characters. Their hopes, fears and desires became mine. We are giving very little detail about how the world came to be populated almost entirely by vampires and quite frankly I didn’t really care. The world Fukuda creates is unique, original and detailed. Parts of it were horrifying and others made me laugh. I found the education on why Heper’s sing absolutely hilarious. His perception of how another species would perceive us was totally amazing. The Heper’s in captivity emulate humanities ability to survive and adapt. The choices Gene and Ashley must face are extraordinary and kept me completely engrossed. I love when a book consumes you, and this one left me spent and wanting more.
I got the sample and I loved it. If you love the Hunger Games and Twilight, you will love The Hunt.
Well, i got the sample, and it is awrsome! Get the sample from how to survive the hunger games. If you like the hunger games, then this book is perfect.
The Hunt - dubbed the next big thing for fans of Hunger Games. Perhaps it will be, it has had many a 5 star review. For me, however, it is not. After I finished reading, I went onto Goodreads and read some of the 5 star reviews, and some of the 2 star reviews. As it turns out, all the people who posted 2 and 3 star reviews had the exact same problems with the novel as I did. Vampires dominating a human world. This is not a story about romance, this is a story about survival. But holy smokes, it is ridiculously unrealistic. Now that may sound silly, considering it is a novel about vampires but here is why. Gene, the main character, has been hiding all his life in among the vampires. He can't sweat, he can't clear his throat, he can't get smelly, he can't even have hair on his body or the vampires will discover he is human. How on earth, would anyone be able to pull that off for 17 odd years of their life? I really think that isn't humanly possible. Put that aside, I felt there were so many question left unanswered. Are these vampires dead or alive? They must have a heart-beat or they would have noticed Gene's straight away. They must age right? Do they reproduce? Or did I miss all these important points in my skimming of the seemingly boring parts? Then there are the super weird bits - don't get me wrong, I love to seem how authors portray things differently, but this just seemed even too weird for me. Scratching your wrist instead of laughing? Yeah, maybe. Armpit/Elbow sex? That is just too weird for words. Plus the vampire drool A LOT. Like every other page. That's just gross. But don't take my word for it. I seem to be part of the minority that just didn't enjoy it as much as I should have. Check it out for yourself, and then let me know your thoughts!
Oh, holy butter, THE HUNT is such a smooth and unputdownable read that I hardly know where to begin with this review. If our world was set in THE HUNT, Andrew Fukuda is like the master of all vampires, and I would gladly crack my neck with excitement because I am absolutely salivating for the next installment! I had said earlier this year that DRINK, SLAY, LOVE was absolute love-at-first-sight, and comparitively THE HUNT rises up to the challenge and proves to be true-love-at-first-bite. Vampires, your comeback is nigh – and I totally LOVE what these authors have done with them! THE HUNT will immediately suck readers into a world where vampires come out on top in regards to survival of the fittest, and Gene may be the last free-roaming human left - although he cannot exactly announce that to the world. The vampires may love humans, but their love is not strictly in the platonic sense. I cannot imagine how hard it is for Gene to hide his humanity and train himself to be unnoticeable among his predators. Gene is quite the intelligent young man, but he realizes that any misstep means certain and unpleasant death. As a person who tends to wear her emotions on her sleeve, I would probably fail epicly in maintaining a cool façade. I do wonder what exactly Gene expects for his life since it seems that he may have a lonely future ahead of him with no particular desire to stir any trouble. Until he gets selected to join the Hunt and comes into contact with the human captives. What Andrew Fukuda brings to the table is a strong and cohesive world where night becomes the new day, and all the characters definitely help to create such an interesting dilemma where readers constantly wonder if there are others like Gene who have lived under the radar and also if higher powers DO know about Gene but choose to keep it quiet. Who exactly is the man behind the curtain? Who is vampire, and who is human? Who can be trusted, and who will stake you in the back? THE HUNT deftly buildS up the suspense into a satisfying yet game-changing conclusion that will leave readers anxious to find out where the series will go in Book 2 – and who will prove fit enough to survive. Deliciously innovative, wholly addictive, and solidly dystopic, fans of LEGEND, The Hunger Games, and DIVERGENT are sure to devour THE HUNT in one sitting, drool to the point of embarrassment, and immediately demand seconds. NOW. Andrew Fukuda has delivered an impressive debut that brings all the tricks to the table, and something tells me that the next installment will be just as well-crafted to perfection.
wish it started a wee bit better however... So The Hunt. The story itself was engaging and at times peaked my interest. However, those times were in the minority. I struggled to get through this book, which I did not expect going in. The Hunt is basically about a teenager (Gene), who has to pretend to be one of these "vampire" like things in order to survive. He believes he may be the last human or "Heper" as they call them, remaining on Earth. Gene has to do remarkable things like not show any facial expressions, not sweat, and not laugh in order to fit in. Things I could never dream of not doing. Eventually Gene gets thrown into this "hunt" where the vamp like things are supposed to chase down some Hepers and devour them for national TV. Gene who is a part of the vamp side, has many issues trying to fit in and keep himself concealed before this event. More things happen and Gene is left to decide to survive or help his own kind. One thing I noticed about the book, that mysteriously annoyed me was how there just weren't exciting characters. By far the characters I was most interested in were "The Hepers" and they were hardly in the book,and when they were, it felt rushed. I had a hard time cheering for Gene or anybody else because they just weren't the type of characters I normally feel anything towards. For books to be successful for me, they need to have at least one character (normally the main one) to either: cheer for, relate to, try and understand, or thoroughly love. I didn't necessarily feel any of that for Gene, and at times cheered against him, based on what he wanted to do. He even disregarded the Hepers as savage like creatures...which didn't make sense to me since he WAS a Heper..I think he was having an identity crisis or something. I know this book is a series so next time around, I'm hoping to meet characters that spark my interest and make me care for the book. Because of Gene's "situation" there was a lot of built in suspense however. I mean I did feel bad for him at times. (There's no way I could not sweat or laugh in some situations). It was just his way of thinking and his mind frame at times that utterly annoyed me. I HATE when books put on their covers things like, "The Hunger Games meets Twilight," or other phrases using other popular books. This book does not have that, but it does have eerily similar paths to some other books. The whole concept of "The Hunt" reminded me of a "Hunger Games" for vampires. Of course in reality, it didn't end up anything like it, just the idea kept popping in my head while reading. At one time, I asked my friend, when are the "games" going to start...so it was clearly messing with me. Thank goodness for the action and the suspense though, without it, I'm not sure I would have made it through the book. This really felt like a "boy book." I say that because it was less romantically inclined, and the characters were very ruthless. I'm sure the hunt would make a great movie, so they probably should of just done that instead, I mean I'd see that movie. I'm not the most critical person when it comes to reviews, and I wasn't exactly feeling this one, so take that in mind if you decide to pick it up when it comes out in May. One more note, there is this really weird sexual technique used once or twice in the book,and it REALLY creeped me out. Like creeped out as in, if that's the way we did things I would avoid pretty much all contact with anyone and anything. Ick.
I heart it if u liked the hunger games u will love the hunt
While I know that unputdownable is not a real word, it pretty much describes The Hunt. This book is compulsively readable from the very first page and never slows down. There are so many things to love about The Hunt, I will mention a few of them here: World building: In this dystopian future, vampires rule the world and consider themselves people. Humans, or hepers, are a vampire delicacy and are thought to be extinct except for a few that the government keeps in a facility to study. While some of the vampires mannerisms and lifestyle are familiar (sleeping during the day and awake at night, super fast and strong), Fukuda introduces some charcteristics that are completely different from what readers are familiar with and takes the time to really highlight their behavior (drooling and salivating excessively, scratching their wrists instead of laughing, making out by rubbing their elbows into each other’s armpits). These strange behaviors are one of the reasons that this book is so unique. Well developed characters: Gene is smart and strong but in his need to stay under the radar and blend in with the vamps, he under achieves in school. His real genius is living among the predators without being detected and it is really interesting to see the lengths he goes through to stay safe. While I liked Gene a lot, the most intriguing character is Ashley June, the gorgeous and popular vampire girl at Gene’s school that he has always been attracted to but smart enough to know to stay away from. The vampires: These vampires are the most vicious I have ever seen, working themselves into a slobbering frenzy at the mere mention of human flesh and blood. Yes guys, they eat flesh too and they attack like crazed animals in the wild. These are the scariest vamps I have ever read about. The suspense!: I cannot emphasize how much of a nail biting, edge of your seat read this is. I’m a squeamish reader and honestly, I was creeped out, grossed out and yet I could not put The Hunt down because I HAD to know what happened next. Despite my squeamishness, I raced through the book and am so ready for more! If you like horror, adventure, suspense, tons of action or just highly original and entertaining books, The Hunt is for you. There are some fantastic plot twists and a killer of a cliffhanger ending. I highly recommend it and cannot wait to read the sequel. Content: Kissing and violence
All in all it was an okay book. Not a big fan of vampires and all. But it sort of seemed like she copied from the Hunger Games with the whole Lottery and hunt. Just my opinion here.
This is an amazing novel about the challenges of living in a world full of people that could kill you in the blink of an eye. It is full of surprises and will keep you "hungry" for more. A great read. If you like romance, action, adventure, and/or mild violence (not terrible or really all that graphic), then you will love this book! Highly recommended.
The Hunt by Andrew Fukuda and published by St. Martins Griffin.I have to start off by saying this book was incredible. I have read a ton of dystopians and this is one of my favorites. This book takes a different take on vampires. There is no falling in love with vampires in this novel specially if you a human. The story takes place in the future were humans are mostly extinct and vampires rule the world. Gene is a boy who was taught at a young age to never stand out. He was taught not to show any expression on his face or to sweat. He has tons of rules he must follow in order to pretend he is a vampire and not what they call a Heper. A heper is the name they give humans. Gene is chosen by a lottery of numbers to attend the heper hunt. Six vampires are chosen by this lottery to hunt down the remaining hepers the ruler has kept in captivity. This story kept me on the edge of my seat and not wanting to put it down. It has action, suspense and some romance. I loved this story and it also ended on a huge cliff hanger that I never saw coming. If you love dystopians the way I do this will be one for your favorite shelf..
Won from Library Thing Early ReviewersChallenges: YAOverall Rating: 4.00Story Rating: 4.00Character Rating: 4.00First Thought When Finished: Well that was an odd and engaging story! What I Loved: Andrew Fukuda has weaved a tale that is oddly fascinating, excruciatingly heartbreaking, and truly gross at times. Seriously folks, I would not read this book while eating as it does have some "did he just write that" moments. They totally fit in this story and it is part of the charm (probably not the right word). The Hunt is truly unlike any book that I have read before and yet it had elements that were familiar enough I was hooked. At the end, I wasn't sure what to think and I am still trying to figure out my emotions towards the events.What I Liked: The world is the exact opposite of the one we know today. Humans (or hepers) are food and almost all humans(as far as we know)are extinct. Yet, the Vampires kept some very human characteristics: they went to school, knew humor, competed in sports, and several other little things. All of this made the world familiar yet completely new!What made me go "huh": To be honest there were quite a few moments where I wasn't sure where the story was going---the end is one of them. Though each moment was followed by truly gripping storytelling--I felt a little short changed at the end. I felt the real story was just beginning.Final Thought: This is a book that I would recommend to YA Dystopian readers with a caveat that it isn't like other books you have read.***I know I didn't mention characters in this review mostly because I am mixed on my feelings there. I didn't feel overly attached to any of them (including G) but I think that was by design as we didn't get to really "see" what he would be like as himself. I think not seeing how he would act around friends/family made even his thoughts reserved***This is part of a paragraph that explains why: PG 11: Call me picky, but imminent death at the hands (or teeth) of a friend who would suckle blood out of you at the drop of a hat..... That throws a monkey wrench into friendship building.
All his life Gene was taught to hide the fact that he isn¿t the same species as everyone else. On a daily basis he must shave off body hair, trim fingernails, whiten his fake fangs, don¿t perspire or bleed (because the smell is a dead giveaway) and should never draw attention to himself. Because if the world¿s dominant creatures get wind that you are a heper (human)¿an almost extinct delicacy that drives them mad with lust for their blood and flesh¿being attacked by a pack of feral starving animals will seem gentle by comparison. The vampire-like creatures don¿t like the light, live on raw bloody meat, never show emotion on their faces, and never sweat.Imagine winning a lottery everyone over the age of 15 is automatically entered in with the prize being a heper hunt; it¿s been 10 years since the Ruler has held one and they just so happened to have a small herd raised for this purpose. Gene is immediately whisked away from school to be taken to a government facility with the other winners for 5 days of training and learning about hepers before the hunt. And of course he doesn¿t have anything with him to mask his scent or shave with.The tension is high throughout the story as the 17 year-old tries to find a way to keep his identity a secret while learning things the government doesn¿t want the general population to know. It doesn¿t help that in his dire need for water, Gene enters the heper village during the day¿it¿s protected at night by a dome¿and gets to know the hepers that will be hunted. Should he warn them?This well-written, often violent story is being marketed to young adults, but perhaps the youngest of that group should wait a few years before picking up this book. Some parts are outright gruesome in a complete turn-around from the more popular ¿misunderstood, beautiful vampire.¿ But the story grabs you early on and just doesn¿t let go.The author has easily left the door open for future books.Reviewed for Library Thing.
In line with the current teen dystopian craze, debut author Andrew Fukuda offers readers The Hunt, a supernatural twist on the genre that takes the latest crazes in publishing, throws them together, and offers something different.In this world, humans have been hunted to near extinction by vampires, who have become the dominate species on the earth. Young Gene is one of the few humans who has managed to survive by hiding in plain sight, and making certain that no vampire ever suspects his humanity. When a new hunt for the last remaining humans is announced, Gene decides to participate to help hide the truth. But not only do Gene's fellow vampire hunters start to suspect the truth, but the hunt brings Gene into contact with other humans.Talk about a unique take on an over-used theme. The Hunt takes the current teen vampire craze and turns it on its head. Vampires don't sparkle here and they certainly aren't attractive. They are little more than killers who have taken humanity to the brink. Having a male protagnist her was particularly refreshing, especially since I rarely see this in the dystopian or supernatural teen genres.The Hunt does an excellent job of balancing its unexpected concept with an action-packed plot. Not only that, but I never felt like one element of the story or setting completely overtook the entire thing. The dystopian overtones were well-balanced by the somewhat supernatural feel and the romance is realistic and not overdone.Recommended for fans of teen dystopian and supernatural novels with a twist.
Wow. This book starts and just never stops. I read this book in a day, which is unusual for me. I¿d sit down to read 50 pages and then realize I had read 100 pages, it¿s just so quick moving and engrossing. The author puts you right into the middle of this world and you get bits and pieces of what¿s going on at a time. Not everything is revealed, which is great because there is still so much history and mystery for the next in the series.There were characters that I was constantly rooting for ¿ Gene of course ¿ and I felt my heart speed up anytime that he was in trouble. Moments like that, and there were many, kept me on my toes and turning the pages late into the night. And then there were the characters I despised. That wasn¿t really hard to do as most everyone is doing something at some point that made me shudder. The twists that are brought into play were surprising and I am on the edge of my seat to read the next book and see what happens!
*I was provided a copy of this E-book by Netgalley in exchange for a review. All opinions are my own and I was not compensated in any way for them.Review:Don¿t Sweat. Don¿t Laugh. Don¿t draw attention to yourself. And most of all, whatever you do, do not fall in love with one of them. These are the rules Gene has followed his whole life. At night he pretends to be one of them, the creatures who have hunted his kind to near extinction. Gene knows he's lucky to be alive. If they found out.....well he didn't want to think about that. Unfortunately that's the price you have to pay when your a Heper(human)living in a world full of vampires.I wasn't sure what to expect going into this book. Early reviewers didn't seem to favor it at all, so when I was approved to read The Hunt I pushed back doing so until closer to release. When I finally sat down and read this book I was gripped instantly. Without giving to much away the book opens with a voiceover. The character later revealed as Gene is telling the story about a little girl who wanted to go to school. She snuck out, attended class and even made it through part of the day. Her downfall was the teacher calling for naptime. All of the students rushed to their perches on the ceiling but obviously the little girl could not, so her ruse was found out and she was eaten down to the very bone. This scene took me by surprise and I immediately proceeded to devour (no pun intended) the rest of the book in one sitting.I don't want to give the book away since I really think it's worth discovering for yourself, so my review will be spoiler light. The Main characters Gene and Ashley June are chosen for The Heper Hunt. While Ashley June is thrilled obviously Gene is not. I found this to be interesting. Gene while a Heper himself draws a distinct line between himself and those he is doomed to track and kill. He is civilized, they are not. If that meant killing them so be it. Gene is one of the best Male protagonists I have read in a good long while. He starts out as this almost dead Character. He has no emotions, no spark of life to him. All the things that define a human would get him killed so he buries them down deep. It is almost easy to forget he is human he is so cold. As the book progresses and the facade starts to crumble, we get glimpses of his real human personality shining through. I must say this made for great reading.Ashley June on the other hand. While she was a decently written character, I did see the clear path where her storyline was heading. I think she has a larger story to tell but I was a bit let down when my predictions for her were right. I also wanted to know more about the world. While we learn that society has been this way a long time, we don't learn how it ended up that way in the first place.In the end this was a great book, with many surprising moments, lots of action and even a little romance along the way. The ending while a bit predictable was satisfying! I really am looking forward to reading the next book in this series. I definitely suggest picking up this book when it releases May 8th and giving it a shot. I will be giving The Hunt by Andrew Fukuda 4 Stars.
Oh, holy butter, THE HUNT is such a smooth and unputdownable read that I hardly know where to begin with this review. If our world was set in THE HUNT, Andrew Fukuda is like the master of all vampires, and I would gladly crack my neck with excitement because I am absolutely salivating for the next installment! I had said earlier this year that DRINK, SLAY, LOVE was absolute love-at-first-sight, and comparitively THE HUNT rises up to the challenge and proves to be true-love-at-first-bite. Vampires, your comeback is nigh ¿ and I totally LOVE what these authors have done with them!THE HUNT will immediately suck readers into a world where vampires come out on top in regards to survival of the fittest, and Gene may be the last free-roaming human left - although he cannot exactly announce that to the world. The vampires may love humans, but their love is not strictly in the platonic sense. I cannot imagine how hard it is for Gene to hide his humanity and train himself to be unnoticeable among his predators. Gene is quite the intelligent young man, but he realizes that any misstep means certain and unpleasant death. As a person who tends to wear her emotions on her sleeve, I would probably fail epicly in maintaining a cool façade. I do wonder what exactly Gene expects for his life since it seems that he may have a lonely future ahead of him with no particular desire to stir any trouble. Until he gets selected to join the Hunt and comes into contact with the human captives.What Andrew Fukuda brings to the table is a strong and cohesive world where night becomes the new day, and all the characters definitely help to create such an interesting dilemma where readers constantly wonder if there are others like Gene who have lived under the radar and also if higher powers DO know about Gene but choose to keep it quiet. Who exactly is the man behind the curtain? Who is vampire, and who is human? Who can be trusted, and who will stake you in the back? THE HUNT deftly buildS up the suspense into a satisfying yet game-changing conclusion that will leave readers anxious to find out where the series will go in Book 2 ¿ and who will prove fit enough to survive.Deliciously innovative, wholly addictive, and solidly dystopic, fans of LEGEND, The Hunger Games, and DIVERGENT are sure to devour THE HUNT in one sitting, drool to the point of embarrassment, and immediately demand seconds. NOW. Andrew Fukuda has delivered an impressive debut that brings all the tricks to the table, and something tells me that the next installment will be just as well-crafted to perfection.
GoodReads Synopsis: Don¿t Sweat. Don¿t Laugh. Don¿t draw attention to yourself. And most of all, whatever you do, do not fall in love with one of them.Gene is different from everyone else around him. He can¿t run with lightning speed, sunlight doesn¿t hurt him and he doesn¿t have an unquenchable lust for blood. Gene is a human, and he knows the rules. Keep the truth a secret. It¿s the only way to stay alive in a world of night¿a world where humans are considered a delicacy and hunted for their blood.When he¿s chosen for a once in a lifetime opportunity to hunt the last remaining humans, Gene¿s carefully constructed life begins to crumble around him. He¿s thrust into the path of a girl who makes him feel things he never thought possible¿and into a ruthless pack of hunters whose suspicions about his true nature are growing. Now that Gene has finally found something worth fighting for, his need to survive is stronger than ever¿but is it worth the cost of his humanity?My Thoughts: Ultimately, not a big fan of this book. It was kind of like a `Vampire Hunger Games¿...it had potential, but never quite rose to the occasion.Fukuda dumps us in this world where we don¿t know what the deal is, other than it¿s a world of Vampires, and the eyes we are looking through belong to a human posing as a vampire. But Fukuda doesn¿t do much World building throughout the story.I had a ton of questions from the reading that were never addressed or answered. We don¿t know anything about how long the world has been ruled by vampires...or how long the main character¿s family has been in hiding among them. We know the vamps call humans, ¿hepers¿, but now why.When the main character, whose ¿name¿ we learn is Gene over halfway through the book, goes through some seminars prior to the Hunt. They were to provide some insight into how hepers think and operated. During one of these ¿seminars¿, the Director talks about how hepers are a couple of hundred years behind the vamps on the evolutionary scale...which would lead me to believe that vamps have been in power for centuries. How could humans hide that long amongst the vamps? Also, why doesn¿t anyone have names in this world? Makes it hard to address people when they don¿t have names.The vamps do some strange things like wrist scratching and apparently ¿foreplay¿ has something to do with elbows in armpits...which is never explained or even hinted at. I felt like I came into a movie that was halfway over and missed all the back story...the problem was that there was no backstory.Overall I found the story predictable. Once the hunt was announced I wrote down my predictions for what I thought would happen and I was spot on with one exception. I thought possible all the ¿hunters¿ were hepers. This book frustrated me no end.
While I know that unputdownable is not a real word, it pretty much describes The Hunt. This book is compulsively readable from the very first page and never slows down. There are so many things to love about The Hunt, I will mention a few of them here:World building: In this dystopian future, vampires rule the world and consider themselves people. Humans, or hepers, are a vampire delicacy and are thought to be extinct except for a few that the government keeps in a facility to study. While some of the vampires mannerisms and lifestyle are familiar (sleeping during the day and awake at night, super fast and strong), Fukuda introduces some charcteristics that are completely different from what readers are familiar with and takes the time to really highlight their behavior (drooling and salivating excessively, scratching their wrists instead of laughing, making out by rubbing their elbows into each other¿s armpits). These strange behaviors are one of the reasons that this book is so unique. Well developed characters: Gene is smart and strong but in his need to stay under the radar and blend in with the vamps, he under achieves in school. His real genius is living among the predators without being detected and it is really interesting to see the lengths he goes through to stay safe. While I liked Gene a lot, the most intriguing character is Ashley June, the gorgeous and popular vampire girl at Gene¿s school that he has always been attracted to but smart enough to know to stay away from.The vampires: These vampires are the most vicious I have ever seen, working themselves into a slobbering frenzy at the mere mention of human flesh and blood. Yes guys, they eat flesh too and they attack like crazed animals in the wild. These are the scariest vamps I have ever read about.The suspense!: I cannot emphasize how much of a nail biting, edge of your seat read this is. I¿m a squeamish reader and honestly, I was creeped out, grossed out and yet I could not put The Hunt down because I HAD to know what happened next. Despite my squeamishness, I raced through the book and am so ready for more!If you like horror, adventure, suspense, tons of action or just highly original and entertaining books, The Hunt is for you. There are some fantastic plot twists and a killer of a cliffhanger ending. I highly recommend it and cannot wait to read the sequel. Content: Kissing and violence.
Background: Humans no longer exist, they have been hunted out of existence, or so most think. Gene is unlike all of his classmates, and even the world, he is a human, faking his existence as a vampire to fit in. That is, until the Heper Hunt, where the government announces that they have kept some Hepers (humans) in their facilities preparing them for the madness to come. Gene has been living a fake life where humans are considered a delicacy and hunted for their blood, now he has been chosen as one of the few to participate in the Hunt, and his life as he knows it begins to breakaway beneath him.Review: You can feel the suspense from the very beginning of this book, Gene explaining the rules and daily rituals so that he is not discovered by his school-mates or teachers. On Declaration day, the school is abuzz about the Hunt and who will be lucky enough to be chosen¿sadly it is Gene, and his rules have not prepared him for this at all. I loved this read. It was action packed and my anxiety level was through the roof the whole time, never a dull moment, because Gene is always on the verge of being found out. There were great twists and while some things were predictable, they were still entertaining and action packed. The ending is a wonderful surprise.
In a world run by vampires, where humans (or hepers as they are known) are virtually extinct, Gene lives by rules ingrained in him by his father to ensure his survival.The government anounces a heper hunt, and Gene 'wins' a spot to participate. So much for the rule about not drawing attention to yourself. Among the participants is Ashley June, one of his schoolmates, on whom he has a crush and who always seems to stare at him.Surviving has just become more complicated. How will he hide his human traits, especially from Ashley June. In his desperation he comes into contact with the 'hepers' who even though they were raised in captivity, have held on to their humanity a lot better than he has. Gene's dad raised him with one goal in mind, survival. He doesn't even realise that he's not really living The fear of discovery and ultimately death is what drives his actions, almost to the exclusion of everything else.I enjoyed this book even though at the beginning it looked like another 'Hunger Games'. As the story progressed I realised how wrong I was. There are some concepts in the story which are questionable, but the pace of the story keeps you interested despite these and there are some interesting twists in the tale.
The Hunt by Andrew Fukuda is a seriously intense and mind-screwing book. I spent a good 50 pages or so trying to decide WHAT paranormal creature I was dealing with in The Hunt. I mean, vampires - they drink blood, hang from ceilings, fear sunlight, etc. But in The Hunt, these creatures also scratched their wrists when they found something humorous and other wacky things like that and it threw me for such a loop. And hepers! Humans were called HEPERS. I just. It blew my mind.Basically, Andrew Fukuda does an AMAZING job of world building. And story-telling. The Hunt was so intense and action-packed, and also hurrah, a male protagonist!I really enjoyed the protagonist, Gene. In his position, I would definitely lay on the ground and say "Come and get me, vamps!" But Gene was so brave and alone and a freaking survivor. And kind of a badass.But, other than the crazy cliff-hanger ending, there was a bit of The Hunt by Andrew Fukuda that I thought ended up being slightly predictable. Not enough to ruin the story, but it was definitely something I was aware of while reading The Hunt.Oh, and did I mention the crazy ending? What a cliffhanger! Guys, if you're looking for an intense and paranormal and dystopianish book, definitely check out The Hunt by Andrew Fukuda. While The Hunt was not the perfect fit for me, Andrew Fukuda does a great job with the world-building and the storytelling.
Overall I thought this book was quite interesting and I would recommended it to any YA or Dystopian fan. I did think that the start was kind of slow going but in the middle it definitely picked up the pace. I liked this book because it really kept me guessing. Every time I thought I knew what was going to happen in the book Fukuda turned the tables on me. However, I did find that most of the characters were quite underdeveloped, which I hope will be remedied in the next books in the series. The ending was quite a cliffhanger and I am very excited to see where the story goes form here.
This was a very interesting post-apocalyptic/dystopia which takes place in a world where vampires rule and humans have been hunted nearly to extinction because the vampires think of them as delicacies. Our main character is a young human has been passing as a vampire for years. This boy is very conflicted. He hates the vampires but he also hates his humanity because it keeps him from blending in. Every day is test for him to see if he can continue to fool those around him. Failure means instant painful death. Success means he has to do it all the next day.The Ruler has determined that it is time for another heper hunt and that the hunters will be drawn by lot from among the general population. The Ruler wants to bolster his fading popularity. Of course, our hero is chosen as is the vampire girl that he has been forcing himself not to like for years. He calls her Ashley June. Part of the reason that I keep calling him "our hero" is that the vampires don't have personal names. They have various designations based on where they sit in a class or what job they hold but the designations change. Our hero's time at the institute is a trying one for him. He has to survive without the soaps and deodorants that mask his heper body odor, he doesn't have the whitener he uses on his fangs, he doesn't have access to the water, fruits and vegetables he needs to survive. He also has to figure out how he will survive the hunt when the vampires are all faster and stronger than he is. It isn't until our hero meets the hepers who are going to be hunted and learns that they are not unthinking animals that he recalls that his family used to call him Gene. He is even more conflicted when he discovers that his fellow hunter - Ashley June - is also a human passing as a vampire. They decide to team up so that both can somehow survive. But things quickly go wrong and lead to some very exciting scenes as Gene tries to escape from the vampires who now know that he is a heper. Fans of post-apocalyptic survival stories will be a good audience for this story. They will be clamoring, like me, for sequels to know how everything works out for these characters.
This was a very interesting read. Everything about it: the blurb, the characters, the setting... everything was amazing, though I'll admit that I had some doubts when I first read the word 'fangs'. (You know what I was thinking about, don't you?) I honestly didn't want to have any vampire romance. Thankfully, there was none of that.At first, The Hunt reminded me a lot of The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. Though it had some similarities, it turned out to be quite different. The Hunt, also known as the 'Heper Hunt' ('heper' is the word they use to refer to humans), was once very popular a long time ago, when the land still had a large population of humans left to feast on. However, as their numbers steadily began to decrease, they had to break that tradition. And then one day, when Gene is still in school, there's an announcement that the Palace is planning to have one last Hunt with the remaining hepers. Rotten luck for Gene, since he's not a vampire, just disguised as one. His number is selected from the lottery, and he enters the Hunt along with another girl from his school and five others. One thing that really drew me into Gene's world and made it so real was that, since the majority of the population were vampires, they had different customs. For one, they didn't have names. For another, they don't show emotion. At all. Instead, they scratch their wrists. When they're feeling particularly greedy for blood, they snap their necks. They also sleep in sleep holds at night and sunlight, or any kind of light (except for mercuric light) is harmful for them. The Hunt was full of unexpected surprises that kept me immersed the whole time. The romance, though you could tell was there, was kept in minimum amounts that suited the story line just right. The characters were nicely carved, which, in some cases, made them seem all the more sinister. The only things I have to complain about is the writing style and the ending. The writing style was kind of jerky. There were some sentences that could be combined with the previous one, so that made the book a little tedious to read. And the ending was pretty abrupt. The author could've added on a little more to make us even more intrigued. But alas, he didn't. I'm giving this 4.5 stars, because I was able to look over all those flaws and enjoy the book.