Robin’s Review of The Wee Ones

THE WEE ONES Part Four: A Supernatural Irish Folk Horror Thriller about Blood Thirsty Little Creatures–THAT BITE!!!

Blaise, a brilliant but tormented VR programmer, is trying to forget his violent past as a special forces commando by throwing himself into creating VR fantasies. He finds himself tempted by his megalomaniac boss, who offers him wealth, power, and eternal life in exchange for coding a new VR series that will addict and eliminate billions of “unproductives.”

Robin’s Review

Triggers: Teeth – So Many Teeth

What Did I Just Walk Into?

Look, if Ireland had a cryptid version of The Sopranos, this would be it. The fourth installment of The Wee Ones doesn’t ease you in it drags you back to Enniskregg by your ankles and dumps you in the bog with a flashlight that’s about to die.

Our favorite detectives, Siobhan Ryan and Seamus O’Connell, are still trying to solve the small-town massacre that makes True Detective look like a tourism ad. The locals aren’t talking (because they’re probably cursed), the woods are vibrating with ancient spite, and there’s a whole kindergarten’s worth of bloodthirsty ankle-biters crawling out of the dirt for a midnight snack.

Here’s What Slapped:

Hughes writes tension like it owes him money—every page hums with that “you shouldn’t be here” energy.

The Irish folklore hits hard. Forget Tinkerbell these fair folk would steal your soul, your livestock, and your last pint.

Dr. Tabitha Downey joins the chaos, dropping pre-Christian lore like grenades into the plot.

The pacing? Imagine being chased by something small, fast, and full of vengeance. Yeah, that’s the vibe.

The Wee Ones themselves are back, and they’re done playing peekaboo. It’s murder o’clock, and the kids are not alright.

What Could’ve Been Better:

The POV shift between first and third person feels like the book had a minor identity crisis but honestly, with all the blood, fog, and folklore, who can blame it?

Also, cliffhangers. Mr. Hughes ends this like he enjoys watching readers scream into the abyss.

Perfect for Readers Who Love:

Folk horror that bites back—literally

Murder mysteries wrapped in Celtic curses

Small towns with big secrets and no Wi-Fi

Stories that make you question every rock, tree, and oddly whispering bush

Final Judgment:

The Wee Ones: Part Four is equal parts police procedural, pagan fever dream, and creature feature chaos. It’s grim, witty, and weirdly charming in that “I’ll never go near a fairy ring again” kind of way. Hughes proves once more that the most dangerous thing in the woods isn’t the monster it’s your curiosity.

Book Series:

The Wee Ones Part One

Book 1 of 5: The Wee Ones

The Wee Ones Part Two

Book 2 of 5: The Wee Ones

The Wee Ones Part Three

Book 3 of 5: The Wee Ones

The Wee Ones Part Four

Book 4 of 5: The Wee Ones

The Wee Ones Part Five

Book 5 of 5: The Wee Ones

Reviewed by Robin for Robin’s Review

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