Years ago, seventeen-year-old Apache hunter Lozen and her family lived in a world of haves and have-nots. There were the Ones—people so augmented with technology and genetic enhancements that they were barely human—and there was everyone else who served them.
Then the Cloud came, and everything changed. Tech stopped working. The world plunged back into a new steam age. The Ones’ pets—genetically engineered monsters—turned on them and are now loose on the world.
Lozen was not one of the lucky ones pre-C, but fate has given her a unique set of survival skills and magical abilities. She hunts monsters for the Ones who survived the apocalyptic events of the Cloud, which ensures the safety of her kidnapped family. But with every monster she takes down, Lozen’s powers grow, and she connects those powers to an ancient legend of her people. It soon becomes clear to Lozen that she is not just a hired gun.
As the legendary Killer of Enemies was in the ancient days of the Apache people, Lozen is meant to be a more than a hunter. Lozen is meant to be a hero.
For every book that excels, there’s another that falters. For every book that realizes its own potential and soars, there’s another that limps along like a gazelle with a busted femur. Killer of Enemies has an awesome premise. It’s a post-apocalyptic retelling of an old Apache legend about a hero who kills monsters. It’s a freaking awesome premise that boasts an amalgam of hot-button elements sure to delight a discerning reader. There’s a Native American female protagonist who’s adept with guns and knives, a legend with history that remains unfamiliar to the general public, really wicked monsters, and crazy-as-a-fox totalitarian leaders. Despite these elements, Killer of Enemies fell far short of my expectations. I’m going to attempt to explain what went wrong, so be prepared for some spoilers. Continue Reading →