THE HOWLING becomes THE MOANING in Ray Garton’s werewolf novel RAVENOUS. See, the werewolf curse is not propagated via bites, but – there’s no delicate way to put this – via sex. Hey, at least that’s an angle I’ve never read before.

The first victim is Emily Crane, an overweight wife and mom whose car breaks down on the way home from a weight-loss support group, and is raped in the forest by a werewolf. She doesn’t know it’s a werewolf, but it eventually gets figured out, after she becomes incredibly horny and hungry for raw meat.

After several rides with her – an act they haven’t performed in more than a year – her husband Hugh contracts the curse, which he inadvertently spreads to his secret hot girlfriend Vanessa, who then unknowingly infects “The Pine County Rapist” when she’s raped. He’s hotheaded, blue-collar, wife-beating Jimmy Norton, whose idea of making love is taking his spouse Andrea for his own pleasure and spitting in her face when he’s done. She gets the were-virus, too, after one of these encounters, and she’s also balling the freshly devirginized 21-year-old B. Dalton employee who lives across the street.

Man, is everyone having sex with everyone? Yes, which allows for some plentiful werewolf-on-werewolf action once they all turn, making trouble for crusty old Sheriff Hurley. Garton gets off on making RAVENOUS as outrageous as he can get away with, which is quite a bit. He’s an expert at putting the “whore” in “horror” – see LIVE GIRLS for a prime example – and this continues his hot streak.

You won’t learn a thing from it. Your soul will not emerge enriched. But that’s not the point. It’s a werewolf novel, after all – expect nothing more than thrills and chills, but with Garton’s unique added dose of over-the-top, wolf-on-woman fornication. Fans of wild horror will want to make it No. 1 on their to-read list … with a (silver) bullet. –Rod Lott

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“Emily hadn’t gone done on him in years. As she sucked on him, he got hard in her mouth and let his head fall back, rolled his eyes up in his head as he closed them and moaned. She hummed with him in her mouth, then made a low, guttural sound in her throat. She climbed back up his body, reached down, inserted him, and bounced up and down on him, laughing like a child.”

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• SLIVERS OF BONE by Ray Garton