Book Review: DEN OF THE WERERATS

by | Apr 24, 2024 | Book Reviews, Reviews, The Horror Review News | 0 comments

Den of the Wererats
Terry Miller
Gloom House Publishing (August 7, 2022)
Reviewed by Nora B. Peevy

Devin is a pizza boy down on his luck and Kelly Tate is the unluckiest girl at closing time. Both are turned by the den of wererats led by their maniacal leader, Jonathan and both are betrayed by the den, learning quickly that the only wererat you can trust is yourself or possibly, The Mother. But can you really trust The Mother? Terry Miller’s Den of the Wererats is a fun, fast-paced rat brawl with more teeth than Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of Nimh.

If you’re looking for high fantasy with a backstory about the origin of the wererats, this book is not for you. If you’re looking for a grand romance with a happy ending, where a wererat gets the girl and the sparkly vampire loses. Sorry. There are no sparkly vampires in this book, only lean, horny, bloodthirsty wererats. If you’re looking for heads rolling and blood flowing, then you’ve picked up the right title. If you like were animals with giant teeth, claws, tails, and plots about betrayal, then this one’s for you. There is nothing noble about a wererat. They don’t smell that good either, they drink a lot like your favorite uncle likes to swear and they share their women too.

This book is better than a frat party on steroids and worth your time. Skip the frat party and you won’t miss anything you can’t do at home. If you skip Terry Miller’s Den of the Wererats you miss an epic sex death scene and more savagery. (This you can’t do anywhere without getting arrested. I highly advise against it.) If you’re bored and alone on a Saturday or just pissed off at your boss — trust me. Go out and buy Terry Miller’s Den of the Wererats. You won’t regret it. But make sure you grab a drink so you don’t feel left out because those weres will drink you under the table and they have a vicious appetite for cheese, so make sure to lock up the cheddar.

About Nora B. Peevy

Nora B. Peevy is a cat trapped in a human’s body. Please send help or tuna. She toils away for JournalStone and Trepidatio Publishing as a submissions reader, is a co-editor for Alien Sun Press, the newest reviewer for Hellnotes, and has been published by Eighth Tower Press, Weird Fiction Quarterly, and other places. Usually, you can find her on Facebook asking for help escaping from her human body or to get tuna. Tuna is nice. Cats like tuna.

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