The 5th Wave (Fifth Wave Series #1)

The 5th Wave (Fifth Wave Series #1)

by Rick Yancey

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"Remarkable, not-to-be-missed-under-any-circumstances."—Entertainment Weekly (Grade A)

The Passage meets Ender's Game in an epic new series from award-winning author Rick Yancey.

After the 1st wave, only darkness remains. After the 2nd, only the lucky escape. And after the 3rd, only the unlucky survive. After the 4th wave, only one rule applies: trust no one.

Now, it's the dawn of the 5th wave, and on a lonely stretch of highway, Cassie runs from Them. The beings who only look human, who roam the countryside killing anyone they see. Who have scattered Earth's last survivors. To stay alone is to stay alive, Cassie believes, until she meets Evan Walker. Beguiling and mysterious, Evan Walker may be Cassie's only hope for rescuing her brother--or even saving herself. But Cassie must choose: between trust and despair, between defiance and surrender, between life and death. To give up or to get up.

"Wildly entertaining . . . I couldn't turn the pages fast enough."—Justin Cronin, The New York Times Book Review

"A modern sci-fi masterpiece . . . should do for aliens what Twilight did for vampires."—

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781101598962
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Publication date: 05/07/2013
Series: Fifth Wave Series , #1
Sold by: Penguin Group
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 480
Sales rank: 27,058
Lexile: HL690L (what's this?)
File size: 5 MB
Age Range: 14 - 17 Years

About the Author

Rick Yancey ( is the author of the New York Times bestseller The 5th Wave, The Infinite Sea, several adult novels, and the memoir Confessions of a Tax Collector. His first young-adult novel, The Extraordinary Adventures of Alfred Kropp, was a finalist for the Carnegie Medal. In 2010, his novel, The Monstrumologist, received a Michael L. Printz Honor, and the sequel, The Curse of the Wendigo, was a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize. When he isn't writing or thinking about writing or traveling the country talking about writing, Rick is hanging out with his family.

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I’m not talking about real aliens. The Others aren’t stupid. The Others are so far ahead of us, it’s like comparing the dumbest human to the smartest dog. No contest.
No, I’m talking about the aliens inside our own heads.
The ones we made up, the ones we’ve been making up since we realized those glittering lights in the sky were suns like ours and probably had planets like ours spinning around them. You know, the aliens we imagine, the kind of aliens we’d like to attack us, human aliens. You’ve seen them a million times. They swoop down from the sky in their flying saucers to level New York and Tokyo and London, or they march across the countryside in huge machines that look like mechanical spiders, ray guns blasting away, and always, always, humanity sets aside its differences and bands together to defeat the alien horde. David slays Goliath, and everybody (except Goliath) goes home happy.
What crap.
It’s like a cockroach working up a plan to defeat the shoe on its way down to crush it.
There’s no way to know for sure, but I bet the Others knew about the human aliens we’d imagined. And I bet they thought it was funny as hell. They must have laughed their asses off. If they have a sense of humor . . . or asses. They must have laughed the way we laugh when a dog does something totally cute and dorky.
Oh, those cute, dorky humans! They think we think like they do! Isn’t that adorable?
Forget about flying saucers and little green men and giant mechanical spiders spitting out death rays. Forget about epic battles with tanks and fighter jets and the final victory of us scrappy, unbroken, intrepid humans over the bug-eyed swarm. That’s about as far from the truth as their dying planet was from our living one.
The truth is, once they found us, we were toast.


SOMETIMES I THINK I might be the last human on Earth.
Which means I’m the last human in the universe.
I know that’s dumb. They can’t have killed everyone . . . yet. I see how it could happen, though, eventually. And then I think that’s exactly what the Others want me to see.
Remember the dinosaurs? Well.
So I’m probably not the last human on Earth, but I’m one of the last. Totally alone—and likely to stay that way—until the 4th Wave rolls over me and carries me down.
That’s one of my night thoughts. You know, the three-in-the-morning, oh-my-God-I’m-screwed thoughts. When I curl into a little ball, so scared I can’t close my eyes, drowning in fear so intense I have to remind myself to breathe, will my heart to keep beating. When my brain checks out and begins to skip like a scratched CD. Alone, alone, alone, Cassie, you’re alone.
That’s my name. Cassie.
Not Cassie for Cassandra. Or Cassie for Cassidy. Cassie for Cassiopeia, the constellation, the queen tied to her chair in the northern sky, who was beautiful but vain, placed in the heavens by the sea god Poseidon as a punishment for her boasting. In Greek, her name means “she whose words excel.”
My parents didn’t know the first thing about that myth. They just thought the name was pretty.
Even when there were people around to call me anything, no one ever called me Cassiopeia. Just my father, and only when he was teasing me, and always in a very bad Italian accent: Cass-ee-oh-PEE-a. It drove me crazy. I didn’t think he was funny or cute, and it made me hate my own name. “I’m Cassie!” I’d holler at him. “Just Cassie!” Now I’d give anything to hear him say it just one more time.
When I was turning twelve—four years before the Arrival—my father gave me a telescope for my birthday. On a crisp, clear fall evening, he set it up in the backyard and showed me the constellation.
“See how it looks like a W?” he asked.
“Why did they name it Cassiopeia if it’s shaped like a W?” I replied. “W for what?”
“Well . . . I don’t know that it’s for anything,” he answered with a smile. Mom always told him it was his best feature, so he trotted it out a lot, especially after he started going bald. You know, to drag the other person’s eyes downward. “So, it’s for anything you like! How about wonderful? Or winsome? Or wise?” He dropped his hand on my shoulder as I squinted through the lens at the five stars burning over fifty light-years from the spot on which we stood. I could feel my father’s breath against my cheek, warm and moist in the cool, dry autumn air. His breath so close, the stars of Cassiopeia so very far away.
The stars seem a lot closer now. Closer than the three hundred trillion miles that separate us. Close enough to touch, for me to touch them, for them to touch me. They’re as close to me as his breath had been.
That sounds crazy. Am I crazy? Have I lost my mind? You can only call someone crazy if there’s someone else who’s normal. Like good and evil. If everything was good, then nothing would be good.
Whoa. That sounds, well . . . crazy.
Crazy: the new normal.
I guess I could call myself crazy, since there is one other person I can compare myself to: me. Not the me I am now, shivering in a tent deep in the woods, too afraid to even poke her head from the sleeping bag. Not this Cassie. No, I’m talking about the Cassie I was before the Arrival, before the Others parked their alien butts in high orbit. The twelve-year-old me, whose biggest problems were the spray of tiny freckles on her nose and the curly hair she couldn’t do anything with and the cute boy who saw her every day and had no clue she existed. The Cassie who was coming to terms with the painful fact that she was just okay. Okay in looks. Okay in school. Okay at sports like karate and soccer. Basically the only unique things about her were the weird name—Cassie for Cassiopeia, which nobody knew about, anyway—and her ability to touch her nose with the tip of her tongue, a skill that quickly lost its impressiveness by the time she hit middle school.
I’m probably crazy by that Cassie’s standards.
And she sure is crazy by mine. I scream at her sometimes, that twelve-year-old Cassie, moping over her hair or her weird name or at being just okay. “What are you doing?” I yell. “Don’t you know what’s coming?”
But that isn’t fair. The fact is she didn’t know, had no way of knowing, and that was her blessing and why I miss her so much, more than anyone, if I’m being honest. When I cry—when I let myself cry—that’s who I cry for. I don’t cry for myself. I cry for the Cassie that’s gone.
And I wonder what that Cassie would think of me.
The Cassie who kills.
HE COULDN’T HAVE BEEN much older than me. Eighteen. Maybe nineteen. But hell, he could have been seven hundred and nineteen for all I know. Five months into it and I’m still not sure if the 4th Wave is human or some kind of hybrid or even the Others themselves, though I don’t like to think that the Others look just like us and talk just like us and bleed just like us. I like to think of the Others as being . . . well, other.
I was on my weekly foray for water. There’s a stream not far from my campsite, but I’m worried it might be contaminated, either from chemicals or sewage or maybe a body or two upstream. Or poisoned. Depriving us of clean water would be an excellent way to wipe us out quickly.
So once a week I shoulder my trusty M16 and hike out of the forest to the interstate. Two miles south, just off Exit 175, there’re a couple of gas stations with convenience stores attached. I load up as much bottled water as I can carry, which isn’t a lot because water is heavy, and get back to the highway and the relative safety of the trees as quickly as I can, before night falls completely. Dusk is the best time to travel. I’ve never seen a drone at dusk. Three or four during the day and a lot more at night, but never at dusk.
From the moment I slipped through the gas station’s shattered front door, I knew something was different. I didn’t see anything different—the store looked exactly like it had a week earlier, the same graffiti-scrawled walls, overturned shelves, floor strewn with empty boxes and caked-in rat feces, the busted-open cash registers and looted beer coolers. It was the same disgusting, stinking mess I’d waded through every week for the past month to get to the storage area behind the refrigerated display cases. Why people grabbed the beer and soda, the cash from the registers and safe, the rolls of lottery tickets, but left the two pallets of drinking water was beyond me. What were they thinking? It’s an alien apocalypse! Quick, grab the beer!
The same disaster of spoilage, the same stench of rats and rotted food, the same fitful swirl of dust in the murky light pushing through the smudged windows, every out-of-place thing in its place, undisturbed.
Something was different.
I was standing in the little pool of broken glass just inside the doorway. I didn’t see it. I didn’t hear it. I didn’t smell or feel it. But I knew it.
Something was different.
It’s been a long time since humans were prey animals. A hundred thousand years or so. But buried deep in our genes the memory remains: the awareness of the gazelle, the instinct of the antelope. The wind whispers through the grass. A shadow flits between the trees. And up speaks the little voice that goes, Shhhh, it’s close now. Close.
I don’t remember swinging the M16 from my shoulder. One minute it was hanging behind my back, the next it was in my hands, muzzle down, safety off.
I’d never fired it at anything bigger than a rabbit, and that was a kind of experiment, to see if I could actually use the thing without blowing off one of my own body parts. Once I shot over the heads of a pack of feral dogs that had gotten a little too interested in my campsite. Another time nearly straight up, sighting the tiny, glowering speck of greenish light that was their mothership sliding silently across the backdrop of the Milky Way. Okay, I admit that was stupid. I might as well have erected a billboard with a big arrow pointing at my head and the words yoo-hoo, here i am!
After the rabbit experiment—it blew that poor damn bunny apart, turning Peter into this unrecognizable mass of shredded guts and bone—I gave up the idea of using the rifle to hunt. I didn’t even do target practice. In the silence that had slammed down after the 4th Wave struck, the report of the rounds sounded louder than an atomic blast.
Still, I considered the M16 my bestest of besties. Always by my side, even at night, burrowed into my sleeping bag with me, faithful and true. In the 4th Wave, you can’t trust that people are still people. But you can trust that your gun is still your gun.
Shhh, Cassie. It’s close.
I should have bailed. That little voice had my back. That little voice is older than I am. It’s older than the oldest person who ever lived.
I should have listened to that voice.
Instead, I listened to the silence of the abandoned store, listened hard. Something was close. I took a tiny step away from the door, and the broken glass crunched ever so softly under my foot.
And then the Something made a noise, somewhere between a cough and a moan. It came from the back room, behind the coolers, where my water was.
That’s the moment when I didn’t need a little old voice to tell me what to do. It was obvious, a no-brainer. Run.
But I didn’t run.
The first rule of surviving the 4th Wave is don’t trust anyone. It doesn’t matter what they look like. The Others are very smart about that—okay, they’re smart about everything. It doesn’t matter if they look the right way and say the right things and act exactly like you expect them to act. Didn’t my father’s death prove that? Even if the stranger is a little old lady sweeter than your great-aunt Tilly, hugging a helpless kitten, you can’t know for certain—you can never know—that she isn’t one of them, and that there isn’t a loaded .45 behind that kitten.
It isn’t unthinkable. And the more you think about it, the more thinkable it becomes. Little old lady has to go.
That’s the hard part, the part that, if I thought about it too much, would make me crawl into my sleeping bag, zip myself up, and die of slow starvation. If you can’t trust anyone, then you can trust no one. Better to take the chance that Aunty Tilly is one of them than play the odds that you’ve stumbled across a fellow survivor.
That’s friggin’ diabolical.
It tears us apart. It makes us that much easier to hunt down and eradicate. The 4th Wave forces us into solitude, where there’s no strength in numbers, where we slowly go crazy from the isolation and fear and terrible anticipation of the inevitable.
So I didn’t run. I couldn’t. Whether it was one of them or an Aunt Tilly, I had to defend my turf. The only way to stay alive is to stay alone. That’s rule number two.
I followed the sobbing coughs or coughing sobs or whatever you want to call them till I reached the door that opened to the back room. Hardly breathing, on the balls of my feet.
The door was ajar, the space just wide enough for me to slip through sideways. A metal rack on the wall directly in front of me and, to the right, the long narrow hallway that ran the length of the coolers. There were no windows back here. The only light was the sickly orange of the dying day behind me, still bright enough to hurl my shadow onto the sticky floor. I crouched down; my shadow crouched with me.
I couldn’t see around the edge of the cooler into the hall. But I could hear whoever—or whatever—it was at the far end, coughing, moaning, and that gurgling sob.
Either hurt badly or acting hurt badly, I thought. Either needs help or it’s a trap.
This is what life on Earth has become since the Arrival. It’s an either/or world.
Either it’s one of them and it knows you’re here or it’s not one of them and he needs your help.
Either way, I had to get up and turn that corner.
So I got up.
And I turned the corner.

What People are Saying About This

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New York Times bestseller
USA Today bestseller
Winner of the 2014 Red House Children's Book Award 
2014 Children’s Choice Book Awards Finalist for Teen Book of the Year
A YALSA 2014 Best Fiction for Young Adults
A YALSA 2014 Quick Picks for Reluctant Young Readers
Booklist 2014 Best Fiction for Young Adults
VOYA 2013 Perfect Ten

"Remarkable, not-to-be-missed-under-any-circumstances."
Entertainment Weekly

“It has the dark, swoopy adrenaline of The Hunger Games, but the elegiac tone of The Road. Who cares what shelf you find it on? Just read it.”

“Makes for an exhilarating reading experience.”

“Wildly entertaining.... I couldn’t turn the pages fast enough.”
—Justin Cronin, The New York Times Book Review

"A modern sci-fi masterpiece... should do for aliens what Twilight did for vampires."

"Step aside, Katniss."
The Cleveland Plain Dealer

"Action-packed intrigue."

Publishers Weekly, *starred review*

*"Nothing short of amazing!"
Kirkus Reviews, *starred review*

*"Yancey's heartfelt, violent, paranoid epic, filled with big heroics and bigger surprises, is part War of the Worlds, part Starship Troopers, part Invasion of the Body Snatchers, and part The Stand . . . a sure thing for reviewers and readers alike."
Booklist *starred review*

"This is DAMN and WOW territory.  Quite simply, one of the best books I've read in years."
—Melissa Marr, New York Times bestselling author

"Breathtakingly fast-paced and original, The 5th Wave is a reading tsunami that grabs hold and won't let go.  A postapocalyptic alien invasion story with a smart, vulnerable heroine."
—Melissa De La Cruz, New York Times bestselling author of the Blue Bloods series

"A fantastic read. The 5th Wave is an electrifying page-turner."
—Kathy Reichs, New York Times bestselling author

"Prepare to set everything else aside when you launch into this one. The break-neck pace and high stakes will draw you in, but it's the characters who will keep you turning pages. It's been a long time since I've read a story this compelling."
—Cinda Williams Chima, New York Times bestselling author

Other awards for Rick Yancey:

The Monstrumologist Series: Printz Honor Book, YALSA Readers’ Choice List – Best Book for Young Adults, Kirkus’ Best Teen Books, Booklist Editors’ Choice for Youth, Los Angeles Times Book Award Finalist—Best Young Adult Literature, Tayshas Reading List (Texas Library Association), NCTE’s Walden Book Award Finalist, Garden State Teen Book Award Nominee, Teen Choice Book of the Year Nominee, Pacific Northwest Library Association Young Readers Choice Award Nominee
The Alfred Kropp Series: A Publishers Weekly Best Book of the Year, A Book Sense Pick Best Books of the Year, A BookBrowse Recommendation, A Texas Lone Star Reading List Selection, A Sunshine State Readers List Selection, Featured Author/Book - Scholastic Book Fairs , Nominated for the Carnegie Medal (U.K.), Nominee for the Grand Canyon Reader Award


One of the most-anticipated YA books slated for this year is THE 5TH WAVE, an alien apocalypse survival story by beloved author Rick Yancey. The book combines multiple narratives to create a sweeping portrait of a shattered world, where nothing and nobody is at it seems.

In one narrative, Cassie, a teenage survivor of the multi-level invasion that's wiped out most of the earth's population, tries to make her way to the refugee camp where her little brother is (hopefully!) still alive; in another, a boy nicknamed "Zombie" undergoes grueling training in preparation for humanity's last stand. And yes, it is very exciting.

People are already comparing the book, the first in an intended series, with epic end-of-the-world-as-we-know-it works like Stephen King's THE STAND or THE PASSAGE series by Justin Cronin (and the debut of a Hollywood-worthy book trailer last week has only added to the buzz.) With a month to go before the book's release on May 7th, we got Yancey to share his insights on the world of YA, the scariness of multi-book projects, and the relative romantic desirability of various famous aliens.

You're an incredibly prolific writer, with a memoir and several adult novels under your belt in addition to your various, more recent YA series. Did you set out to make a move into writing for teens, or did it happen organically? Do you have plans for more YA books after this series?
Prolific? Naw. R.L. Stine and Stephen King are prolific. Next to those guys, I'm a slouch. I think of my series for teens (ALFRED KROPP, THE MONSTRUMOLOGIST, THE 5TH WAVE) as three very long books broken into convenient reading segments, so that cuts down on my total count.

My foray into young adult lit was by no means planned. I wrote the first Alfred Kropp book as an adult novel, which everyone loved but no one would publish—until I changed my protagonist from a thirty-something P.I. into a 15-year-old kid. After that, it was off to the races and I am so GLAD. There's nothing like writing for that age group, so I consider what happened the happiest of accidents.

I always have ideas (usually half-baked) floating around in my head while I'm working on a series—but I'm the kind of writer (and person) who has to focus on one thing at a time or suffer creative schizophrenia. It's been a while since I've written a novel aimed at the adult market, but I never sit down and say to myself, "Okay, now I'm going to write something for us old folks." I get gripped by an idea and I go where the idea takes me.

When we first meet Cassie, the heroine of THE 5TH WAVE, she's about to be on the move and making the difficult choice of which books to keep in her traveling library. In the event of an alien apocalypse, which two titles would you want with you at all times?
I would take an old volume of poetry I still have from my college intro to American poetry course. In dark times, nothing beats verse. Second choice is harder. Maybe HOW TO SURVIVE AN ALIEN APOCALYPSE FOR DUMMIES?

Your Monstrumologist series nearly met a premature end back in 2011, but was saved by an extraordinary response from fans. (And there was much rejoicing.) Did you feel any trepidation about embarking on another multi-book project?
One lesson I learned from THE MONSTRUMOLOGIST was never to get too attached to your own characters. That's harder in practice than in theory. At the end of the third book—which coincided with the end of my contract—I was an emotional wreck. I mourned Will Henry and Warthrop. The other thing was their story wasn't finished. For a writer, that's heart-wrenching. I guess the fans felt the same way and rose to Will and Warthrop's defense, for which I am humbled and very grateful.

I always feel trepidation at the beginning of every project. I worry about so many things. Time to get it right, the skill to do it justice, the will to finish. I also worry about more mundane things, like what if my computer crashes and I've forgotten to backup the manuscript?

Speaking of THE MONSTRUMOLOGIST: was it hard to make the switch, as a writer, between the gothic, cobblestone-and-candlelight home of Will Henry and the contemporary wasteland of post-apocalyptic Ohio? How did you immerse yourself in the world of THE 5TH WAVE?

And speaking of the people who love THE MONSTRUMOLOGIST, what's the craziest thing a fan of your work has done? Have you seen any tattoos inspired by the series?
THE MONSTRUMOLOGIST is so unique that I had no problem rocketing into the present day. It occurred to me recently that every book I've written is in the first-person; I'm like an actor slipping into a different role. It's my policy not to immerse myself into a WORLD, but into a character's head and describe that world through his or her eyes.

I did see somewhere a fan was planning to get all tatted up with monstrumologist art. I don't know if she ever carried it through, but I remember being somewhat appalled.

Okay, back to the topic of aliens: what sparked the idea for THE 5TH WAVE? Was there a particular character/moment/setting from which the book emerged?
I've loved science and speculative fiction since I was a kid, so I guess it was inevitable I was going to try my hand at it. THE 5th WAVE evolved out of many separate strands. There was a discussion years ago between my wife and I about the most terrifying thing each of us could imagine. For her, it was an alien abduction, for two reasons: First, it was a frigging alien abduction. Second, she knew afterwards NO ONE WOULD BELIEVE HER. It was the isolation that terrified her. The idea of being ALONE in the face of such a mind-blowing encounter led to an image of a survivor, alone, vulnerable, at the end of hope and maybe of life. Thus Cassie was born, trapped beneath an abandoned car.

THE 5TH WAVE is a unique mashup of survivalist drama (a la "The Walking Dead" or "The Stand") and alien invasion story. Do you have favorite books/movies/shows from these genres, or one in particular that inspired you to write your own?
I read THE STAND years ago and remember liking it very much. I'm a huge movie fan, too. THE MATRIX blew me away. The ALIEN franchise is a favorite (well, I don't count PROMETHEUS). I can't think of a particular book or movie that goaded me into THE 5TH Wave, though.

Let's play Wed/Bed/Dead, alien edition. (Please pick one to marry, one to kill, and one to have... er, interplanetary relations with.) Today's featured aliens are E.T., a Prawn from "District 9," and one of those guys with the big foreheads from "This Island Earth." Ready? Go!
I don't think I could marry an extraterrestrial. I'm in love with a terrestrial. Who could kill E.T.? That would be like offing a bunny rabbit.

Having researched and written THE 5TH WAVE, what advice would you offer the rest of us in the event of an alien invasion?
I'm like Cassie in the opening of the book: the aliens we imagine have been, on the whole, ridiculous, from what they might look like to why they might come here. Stephen Hawking and other scientists have pointed out—correctly, I think—that a) yes, they probably are out there and b) we better hope they never find us. If they do find us, my advice is Evan's from the book: "Find something worth dying for."

Any hints about what we can expect from the rest of the 5TH WAVE series?
Book Two: Some very bad stuff is going to happen as the Others roll out their answer to Cassie's defiance.
Book Three: More bad stuff, some good stuff, and an affirmation . . . maybe not triumph, but an affirmation.

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Books that are greatly hyped rarely live up to the hype.  This book does live up to that hype and then some!  Epic, beautiful, terrifying , dark and hopeful all at once.  I can't wait for the next one.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
An epic story of trust and human survival in the wake of an alien invasion, The 5th Wave is a well written teen fantasy novel that is a page turner. Cassie Sullivan is a strong female lead that is thrust into a deadly new world on her own. She's seen her fair share of death and has some serious trust issues. Not very heavy on the actual sci-fi stuff, but that doesn't matter. Teens will be talking about this one this summer.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The story is interesting enough, I guess. It's funny: it's marketed as being like Ender's Game, The Hunger Games, and The Road, but it feels more like the author <i>wanted</i> to make it like those, so he sloppily threw together a girl wandering the wasteland here, a camp for child soldiers there. When the quasi-Twilight love triangle started to develop, I almost threw the book down entirely. On the other hand, it's fairly entertaining at times and a pretty easy read, and I think my disappointment was augmented by all of the hype and advance marketing the book got. I don't know what it is about teen books that they all start to feel the same, like they're written by the same mediocre, seventeen-year-old. Sometimes I wonder if &quot;Teen&quot; is just what publishers call books they've already committed to publishing that aren't good enough for the adult fiction section and happen to be about people under 20. I would just lower my bar for teen books, except that I've read great books geared towards young adults, and it would be a disservice to those authors to call this one-eyed man King. If you're big into the Teen Adventure scene, or a fan of Rick Yancey, by no means am I trying to dissuade you from reading. If you're a reader who likes to read a little of everything and got caught up in the hype for this book, just don't expect to have your mind blown.
Jewell_Powers More than 1 year ago
Even though it is a YA, I loved this book! I couldn't put it down....I hope, hope, hope there is a sequel!!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Engrossing. Couldn't put it down.
Pryde47 More than 1 year ago
I'm a big fan of Rick Yancey's Monstrumologist series, which is a fantastic, and actually scary, YA horror series. So I was very happy to see the big marketing push behind Yancey's new book, The 5th Wave, which people are singing the praises of. I was lucky enough to get my hands on an ARC and I'm excited to report to you that it is stunning! Believe the hype! It looks like this could be the big one to read this summer, so get your hands on it ASAP. The 5th Wave is a book that takes place during an alien apocalypse. They have come, they have landed, they are not friendly. They have bombarded humanity with four waves of destruction to weed people out, with perhaps a fifth on the horizon. Cassie is a teenager lucky enough to have survived the first four brutal waves, which include an electro-magnetic pulse that cuts off the world's power, earthquakes that create tsunamis, and a plague. Those not killed by those threats have to face silencers, aliens who are hunting down the remaining humans with great skill. This book is epic, but it's also really grounded, focusing on a small group of survivors. I was a little skeptical when I realized that each new &quot;part&quot; in this book switches characters, but I found myself really enjoying the story revolving around each character. When I was finished with one part and was like, I need to find out what happens next, I was equally drawn in to the new part that I was beginning. Yancey just has a way of making these characters and their circumstances, which were very different from one another, all really relatable and exciting. I really liked that as far-fetched as this concept is, it's grounded in a stark reality, and it's very emotional. The material can be a little heavy at times, but is lightened by humor throughout. It's very well-balanced, with things that haunt the characters running through the course of their character arcs. I could definitely guess that some things were coming, but even though you kind of know, you second guess yourself, and then, it's just so interesting seeing things play out that you don't mind. The 5th Wave is very different than The Monstrumologist series, and proves Yancey's versatility as a writer. But even though this is very different for him from his Printz Award Honored book, it's still a really well-written, thoughtful piece of writing that's every bit as riveting and suspenseful as anything he's written. In fact, I could barely tear myself away from this book, and eagerly sat down for hours at a time to tear through it. I would recommend this for anyone who loves a good action title, and it will satisfy hardcore science fiction and dystopian fans.
shopaholicDE More than 1 year ago
this book is outstanding and I can't imagine giving it anything less than a five star review I loved the going back and forth between characters because it showed the alien invasion from different perspectives. I don't know there's a whole bunch of dystopian books all of a sudden with everyone having their favorite - like people went nuts for divergent where I could barely keep my eyes open. This book I couldn't put down - utterly fantastic - I can't say enough about it - aliens take over the world and it shows basically, subtle like what war is all about. I am 42 years old reading these teen books so maybe that twists my opinion but I think this and hunger games are the best of the genre. and this is my opinion only; I know some people will disagree I just think this was excellent for many different reasons. I have a harder time expressing WHY I like something more than another it's just the 5th wave seemed to grab me - its War this is war and my dad was in Vietnam and a huge portion of the book when they're in boot camp is very similar to the stories he has told me of boot camp in Vietnam being like - maybe it;s that realism that drew me in
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
(No spoilers, I swear) I am amazed. As a big sci-fi fan who enjoys books like The Hunger Games, Ender's Game, and basically every other sci-fi book i have ever read (except Across The Universe) i really, really loved this book. It had the perfect mixture of everything, i think even non-scifi fans would like it. The book is huge, but i read the whole thing in two days. Trust me, you wont be able to put it down. All in all, the 5th Wave is at the top of my list of favorites.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This was a great book. I know some have said that is is &quot;simply&quot; written, but the book is being told through childrens eyes so........I feel like it is very accurate on how a teenager would think of things. If you liked The Hunger Games, you will like this book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I couldn't put it down.  It was a great, quick read, and I was completely engulfed in the story of Cassie Sullivan.  I can't wait for the next book!  
LaurenSoda More than 1 year ago
I picked up this book and finished it in two sittings, one of which involved me staying up wayyyyy too late on a work night. I was hooked from the start. The book tells the story of a post-apocolyptic world through the eyes of a couple different characters, and documents their fight for survival in very different situations. In a world where aliens are trying to take over and human children run around with heavy artillery, &ldquo;Silencers&rdquo; (deadly alien assassins) have been sent to wipe out any survivors who have lived through the first waves of extinction (disease, explosions, natural disasters, etc). The ending left me antsy for the sequel. I'm a huge fan! If you liked the Hunger Games Trilogy, you will love The 5th Wave.
me-myshelf-and-i More than 1 year ago
Rick Yancey&rsquo;s latest offering is a promising start to a series that should satisfy readers searching for something darkly entertaining and adventurous, a science fiction novel that is still grounded in the real world. With an action-packed and engaging plot, sympathetic characters under various states of physical and emotional duress, and an outlook that is simultaneously bleak and optimistic The 5th Wave is one of my favorite books of the year.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A very powerful and attention grabbing book! It had the intensity and amazing action, but included the beautiful and well-put characters, who had me loving every second of the book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A real page turner. I couldn't put it down!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was so good. I was drawn into it after reading the first chapter. I've recomended it to all of my friends and we are all obsessing over it. The next book is really well written as well. I recomend.
PrettyInFiction More than 1 year ago
The 5th Wave by Rick Yancey is one of those books that, once you start reading, it's hard to put back down. After the 4th Wave it's hard to know who's human and who isn't. It's hard to trust when you don't know how to tell who the enemy is. And Yancey not only instills that idea, not only in his characters minds, but in his readers as well. Should you trust the characters you think you know or are they manipulating you? Or worse, are they being manipulated? Cassie is a feisty heroine, I'll give her that. She's tough and does what she needs to do, but when it comes to boys... well, they're her kryptonite. Boys, namely Evan Walker, seem to turn Cassie into an unreasonable, melodramatic teenager, even though I know she's smarter than that. She knows she's smarter than that. And I like Evan, I really do, but their relationship was such instalove that I just couldn't get into it. They were sweet and I like them together, I just wish Cassie would have stayed strong to her beliefs when getting involved with him. And that Yancey would have flushed out their relationship better. It happened over the course of weeks (months, maybe) but the way it was written (at first at least) left me wanting, even if the idea of their relationship was great. Ben on the other hand... Oh, Ben Parish. I fell in love with him. Hard. He's been through a lot and he's broken, but not weak. He's loving and perfect and takes care of his squad no matter what, even when he's scared. He makes hard decisions and sometimes they don't end the way he wants them to, but he pushes through anyway. I really loved the relationship he had with Nugget. And, although I'm still a little unsure about Ringer, I thought their relationship was cute too. The 5th Wave, despite having almost nothing but glowing reviews, still managed to shock me. It was one of the best books I've read this year. Definitely the best alien invasion I've read about since The Host. If you have any doubts regarding the hype behind The 5th Wave, try not to think about it. Just pick up the book and lose yourself in the adventure.
lrhubble More than 1 year ago
A Fantastic Book Futuristic, Ohio The 1st Wave leaves the world in darkness. The 2nd Wave the lucky ones survive. The 3rd Wave the unlucky are the survivors. The 4th Wave makes sure you trust no one. Now the 5th Wave is starting. Cassie is all about survival even if that survival means running from them. The ones that look like humans but aren&rsquo;t. The ones that roam around killing everyone they see. The ones that have made sure that Earth&rsquo;s last survivors are scattered everywhere. Cassie knows the way to stay alive is to stay by herself. Until the day she meets Evan Walker. Evan is the only chance Cassie has of saving her brother but can she trust him? He is also her only chance at saving herself. Cassie now is going to have to decide to trust or not. She will also have to choose between defiance and surrender and between life and death. So far Cassie has chosen to fight but now she has to decide if she is going to continue to fight or to give up. This is a great story about the resiliency of human nature and our will to survive. This story has a lot of action and some really good twists to it. It is sure to keep readers on the edge of their seats and turning the pages just to see where this one will go. It will also keep the reader guessing just whose side each character is on and who is who and just what are they fighting and for. This is the first in a trilogy that will have reader mourning how long it will be before the next one comes out. It will also have them eagerly awaiting the next release too. The plot in this one moves along very well and is sure to pull readers into this new world. The story is also done in first POV so while some might find this not to their taste if they try it they will not be disappointed in the least. It helps readers really get into the minds of the characters and help understand why they react the way they do. This one not to miss.
Tina_Chan More than 1 year ago
¿Title: The 5th Wave Author: Rick Yancey ¿Genre: YA Dystopian Review: Mind=blown.  Man oh man oh man. That was one hell of a book. And I mean that in a good way (in case you didn't catch my 5 star rating above). The 5th Wave, written by Rick Yancey, is definitely one of the top ten books I have read this year so far. This review may end up more like a (good) rant than my usual reviews. Characters: Ben, Evan and Sammy were nice characters. They aren't the main characters, but a good portion of the book was told from  their point of view. Likable enough, each with their own distinct voice and some even harbored a few surprises. But over all, nothing overly outstanding. Cassie (the main character)? LOVE LOVE LOVE Cassie!!! To be honest, I would've been perfectly happy if the whole  book was told from her point of view. I mean, seriously, sarcastic, kick-ass heroine? I'm in. Cassie's voice remind me of Max's voice  (from Maximum Ride, ¿written by James Patterson)--which I totally adore :-) ¿Opening chapters were enjoyable too. How can I resist a book with the words &quot;Alien are stupid&quot;? It's like saying &quot;no&quot; to a book with a  toilet seat on the cover (Flush, by Carl Hiaasen--another excellent book).  Which is to say: impossible. The chapters were short. There were--I kid you not--91 chapters in that book. Yes, The 5th Wave is a long novel...but still NINETY-ONE chapter!!! But it actually all worked  out for me. The chapters were cut at all the right places and kept the story moving along nicely. Plot was good overall as well. I wouldn't say it was stellar, but it was definitely well thought-out. I had a bit of a confusing time when the  author gave Cassie a flashback without warning, but I quickly got over it. The beginning and middle of the novel was excellent, but the end just kind of left me hanging. And I don't mean it in that sort of cliff hanger type of hanging...I just kind of read the last page and my thought was: &quot;Oh. That's all there is?&quot; I also admit the whole &quot;alien taking over a human body&quot; and &quot;normal human falling in love with  alien in human body&quot; concept was just a tiny tad cliche (The Host anyone?). But there was enough unique parts to the plot to keep me  satisfied. Cassie's narration outweighs all the nit-picky stuff I didn't particularly enjoy about The 5th Wave. That's how much I love Cassie. So, to sum up this book in a few words: thrilling, unique and totally worth it Likes:      *CASSIE (I might've  mentioned this, oh, I don't know...maybe three times already)      *Fast paced      *surprise twist 2/3 in Dislikes:        *The ending        *romance between Evan and Cassie seemed a bit too spontaneous 
74scruffy74 More than 1 year ago
Children are used to help aliens. Good story line, fine for teens and adults alike.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
If your really into sci-fi - like the complex bug eyed and formula related stuff - then odds are this book isnt for u. However if ur looking for a good read that stays intresting and leaves u on your toes this is it... While reading the fifth wave and the books that followed i found myself constantly having to tell myself that " its just a book and im not living in an alien overrun planet so stop getting all hiped up" This book contains great morals and skilled writing plus a fantastic story that has u both overjoyed and mad at the characters choices but all in all lost in cassies world that leaves u in a rollercoaster of emotions and spirling in the twist and turn HAIL FOR * Cassie. Sam. Ben. Evan. Ringer. * AND BEEP BEEP U BEEPING ALIENS PS. Love this book with absolute certainty and if u watch the movie ... quick fact Evan is HOT
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
OMG !!!!!! this book is so amazing..... u have to read it
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Shealagh More than 1 year ago
I loved this book because it's the first book of its kind to actually address the fact that even though the government collapses and civilization dies, WOMEN STILL NEED TAMPONS. THANK YOU RICK YANCEY.
MelliFelz More than 1 year ago
I'm not a huge sci-fi reader. But this book blended the sci-fi element with the young adult and love elements. It's a page turner for me because of the strong relationships ! I love it and can't wait to read the second one !!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
One word: WOW.. I hope there's a seque!! 4.5 stars