Old school spy/war action mixed with a supernatural.

Wow. I'm—whoa.
Okay I think I'm really blown away.

By the premise alone, this does not make sense. Espionage in WWⅡ but with a werewolf? The idea sounds rather silly, if not stupid. But in the hands of Robert R. McCammon, everything flows as glides smoothly like skin on fine silk. This book is robbing me of sleep on working days because I just couldn't stop reading. It is SO, SO GOOD.

McCammon really didn't write stories. He breathed life into them. And they were not mere stories; they were masterpieces.

Many set pieces here felt so grand I felt like I needed to see them in moving pictures, albeit inside my head they were already exceptional. The French Opera fight, the speed battle with the summer train, the combat with the Berserker, and the murder train truly left me biting my fingers with anticipation. Gallatin's every hard-earned victory was always satisfactory because we the readers knew he was not invincible; he bled and could die all the same.

I would continue my journey in reading every single book McCammon ever released. And I really wonder if I will still sing my praise for him each time.

This is a solid five stars to me.

So, if Rasputin had an illegitimate kid who survived the Russian revolution by hiding in the woods and was bitten by a werewolf, it would then follow that he would leave Russia, become wealthy and cultured and then become an Allied secret weapon in WWII. Of course. And it is marvelous.

This book is about a werewolf secret agent who battles Nazis. What more could you want?

Hombres lobo, francesas, nazis, algo de Tarantino. ¿Qué más?

One of my favorite works of non-classic fiction! When you read the synopsis you may be expecting a standard sci-fi / fantasy / horror werewolf story, maybe even something light and silly, but nothing could be further from the truth. This is a fantastic book. I've read it twice, and will again.

One of my favorite books of all time. I picked it up in a secondhand store and I have read it at least five times. The first werewolf book I ever read, and probably the best.
I wish they would make a movie out of it.

Robert McCammon has always provided me with great entertainment and this time around was no exception. This is primarily a World War II spy novel wherein Michael Gallatin is on a mission to support the allied D-Day invasion by preventing a Nazi gas warfare scheme. It’s a clever plot filled with adrenaline-charged action at every turn. On its own, it would be a very nice thriller but the fact that Michael is also a werewolf makes this one a keeper.

In the hands of a lesser author I would be concerned that combining a werewolf story with a WWII spy novel would come across as hokey at best. But in McCammon’s hands, it reads superbly. Michael’s werewolf origin story is told through a series of lengthy flashback sections that not only stand on their own but provide some excellent emotional scenes that tie in well to the events of the spy story. It all works well together and despite its length (over 600 paperback small print pages in my copy) I polished it off quickly, fully absorbed every step of the way.

This is a stand-alone novel but thankfully, McCammon provided some additional material for us in the form of inter-linked short stories collected in a volume entitled, [b:The Hunter from the Woods|12384652|The Hunter from the Woods|Robert McCammon|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1328053944s/12384652.jpg|17365457]. I reserved my copy at the library just as soon as I closed the cover on this book.