I tried to do a top ten list but I read more books this year then ever before and When I tried to cut down my list, I found I just couldn’t. A few books made me genuinely upset that they were over and that’s always a sign that they will be on the list at the end of the year.

Sometimes I would go on a tear needing all the angst and tears and then I would burn out from the pain and need a light hearted rom com to chase away my book hangover. I began to care about the characters.ĭuring a time when the world was falling apart and chaos was running rampant, Wes and Rain find each other and although they started out as strangers they soon become inseparable.It was a great year to get lost in a good book. I did eventually start to feel a connection to the story. Maybe it’s because I’m not certain that “dystopian” and “apocalyptic” stories are my thing, but as I said, I’m a fan of this author, and so I stuck it out.

Could she pull this off? I’m going to be honest, it took me a while to get into this story. This time she wasn’t writing about her life experiences. Easton, but I did wonder if her writing was going to be as phenomenal as it had been with her ”44 Chapter” series. I hope it guts me every time, forever, as a reminder that this girl is a fucking miracle.įirst off, can I just say how much I absolutely love the cover of this book? I was in full on cover-lust when I first saw it. Maybe, one day, being treated like I matter won’t hurt so goddamn much, but I hope not. Perhaps, together, they can learn how to live. Why should the end of the world be any different? All he needs are some basic supplies, shelter, and a sucker willing to help him out, which is exactly what he finds when he returns to his hometown of Franklin Springs.Īs society crumbles, dangers mount, and secrets refuse to stay buried, two lost souls are thrust together in a twist of fate-one who will do anything to survive and one who can’t wait to die.

Wes Parker has survived every horrible thing this life has thrown at him with nothing more than his resourcefulness and disarming good looks. If she can just outrun her pain until April 23, she’ll never have to feel it at all. With only three days left until the predicted apocalypse, the small town of Franklin Springs, Georgia, has become a wasteland of abandoned cars, abandoned homes, abandoned businesses, and abandoned people. “None of this matters, and we’re all going to die.”

Praying for rain by bb easton