Ready for a suspenseful thrill-ride? I have not just a book but a series!
- Sue Menard
- Jan 20, 2020
- 5 min read
The world was supposed to end on April 23, but Rainbow Williams’s world ended days before that.
The mass hysteria caused by the impending apocalypse claimed everything she’d ever loved. Her family. Her city. Her will to live.
Until she met him.
Wes Parker didn’t have anything left for the apocalypse to take…he’d already lost it all by the time he was nine-years-old. His family. His home. His hope of ever being loved.
Until he met her.
Brought together by fate and bound by a love that would last lifetimes, Rain and Wes were prepared to die together on April 23.
They were not prepared for what would happen on April 24
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MY REVIEW
Post April 23, the world is still very much in an apocalyptic state. It’s eat or be eaten. Only the strong will survive. There is literally NO government support including police, medics, hospitals and welfare.
Wes, Rain and all those who remain must live and die as per natural selection. There can be NO heros. No one is able to help anyone survive.
Do Wes and Rain have what it takes to survive? And, do the promises they made to each other pre April 23 now hold any weight?
“I’ll fight to keep you alive. I’ll fight to keep you safe. But, I will never fight to keep you, or anyone, from leaving me.” - Wes
This was an absorbing read from the first word to the last. It is all-encompassing. The pace slowed down, but not in a bad way. Wes, Rain and her friends must now learn how to live in this new world. They must also tread carefully in their new home or risk the wrath of Q, the resident queen “B” and landlord. Nothing is free and each must carry their own weight.
Rain tries to live this new life by suppressing all of the memories from her past. This becomes detrimental to her well being. Living and experiencing life in the here and now is now filled with fear. She must fight this battle and the demons that plague her in order to move on. During this time, I felt for Rain so much. It is heartbreaking to see her in such a state.
Can the second book in a series be just as thrilling as the first? Hell, yes! This book proves it. From gangs, violence, a morally corrupt government and a love that just won’t quit, this story has something to intrigue and excite everyone.
This series is a masterpiece and definitely worthy of the big screen. I loved every moment of this thrilling and suspenseful ride!
Be forewarned that this book ends on a MAJOR cliffhanger.
I received an ARC of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.
EXCERPT
“Did I pass?” Rain asks as I stop at the bottom of the tree house ladder to give her a hand up.
“I think I’m the one who passed.” I give her a swat on the ass as she heads up and chuckle when she yelps in surprise. “I know your song.”
“Oh, really?”
When I climb in behind her, Rain is sitting, facing me with her arms folded over her chest.
For a guy who has nothing to prove, I fucking love proving myself to this girl.
I sit with my back against the plywood wall and strum something softer and slower and definitely sadder than anything I’ve played for her before. I’m afraid it might be too much, considering how far she’s come today, but fuck it. It’s the truth, and right now, the truth—and this guitar—is all I got.
“I think you might be a Paramore girl.”
The simple, soulful melody is synchronized with every beat of my own bleeding heart as I open my mouth and sing the first line.
About a girl watching her daddy cry.
Rain clutches the blanket to her chest and listens as I tell her the story of a woman who’s afraid to get hurt after watching her parents break each other’s hearts. She tries to protect herself. She tries to avoid the pain of being left. But when she finally falls in love, she realizes that it’s worth the risk.
I hope she’s fucking right.
I can’t really see Rain’s expression in the dark, but as I let the final note fade out, I know I’m going to find tears before I even reach for her face.
“How did you do that?” She sniffles, and when she leans into my touch, I know I got her.
I shrug. “When you’re in the system, you get good at figuring people out.”
She inhales deeply and sighs. “So, what’s the name of my new favorite song?”
I place the guitar in the corner and crawl over to her. Laying her down, I take the wadded-up blanket out of her arms and set it behind her head like a pillow. “‘The Only Exception.’”
Gazing down at her, I know now that that’s exactly what she is for me. The only exception to all of my rules.
No getting attached.
Leave before you get left.
Supplies. Shelter. Self-defense.
Survival above all else.
Now, they’ve all been crossed out with a giant X, and next to them, in murderous block letters, are the words Protect Rainbow Williams. That’s all I fucking care about now. Keeping her safe. Keeping her—period.
“Wes?” she asks, her voice small and shaky as she slides her fingers into my hair and pushes it away from my face. “Will you still be here when I wake up?”
Bracing myself on my forearms, I lower myself onto her soft, warm body and press my lips to hers. Blood explodes through my veins on contact, but I don’t move. I hold that kiss until I feel her relax beneath me. Until I know she’ll believe me when I finally promise, “Forever.”
Satisfied, Rain pulls my face back down to hers and kisses me like forever might actually exist. Slowly. Sweetly. Without the ticking clock of April 23 looming over our heads. Without blood on our hands or ash in our hair. Without wonder or worry about how it will end. Because we started at the fucking end.
Now, we get to begin.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
BB Easton lives in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia, with her long-suffering husband, Ken, and two adorable children. She recently quit her job as a school psychologist to write books about her punk rock past and deviant sexual history full-time. Ken is suuuper excited about that.
Praying for Rain is BB's first full-length work of fiction. The idea, fittingly, came to her in a dream.
If that sounds like the kind of person you want to go around being friends with, then by all means, feel free to drop her a line. You can find her procrastinating at all of the following places:
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