Don't forget about the little reminder of her 'depth' that is bound to carry you through the book because when it came to other things, this girl was as shallow as the puddle I accidentally stepped in today with my fancy new shoes (thank godĪll of a sudden on her way to finding a sanctuary, she stumbles upon a neighbor who she once knew as a mechanic. Never mind she never once opens that book. Nothing like carrying a book of poems around in the middle of the world falling apart to give the heroine that edgy and deep angle that every plain, insipid character has such a dire need of.

When the old woman passes away, Layne stacks her bag with all kinds of necessary objects and a book of poems. Long gone the traces of common decency and humanity in the face of the ordeal, the world becomes a dark and dangerous place to live in.įor 4 years Layne (h) has been trying to survive in her small hometown that she couldn't leave, forced to take care of her ill granny. The consequences have hit Western Europe the hardest, and 'the developed countries 🤡 take in as many immigrants' fleeing the scene as they possibly can. SPOILERS, don't put me in a boilerĪn asteroid chooses Germany as a place to land its phantasmagorical ass on, and in the snap of a finger causes cataclysms and disrupts the worldwide economy. ¡READ NO FURTHER IF YOU HOLD THIS BOOK DEAR! 🐑īelieve it or not, I didn't mean for this review to get that big (almost like Travis's cock) and ugly (like his face in my imagination). Sexy, real, raw, emotional, hot - that's how this book is mostly described so don't let my review convince you otherwise. Her books are women’s fiction with hot sex and real emotion (taken from the about the author section at the very end of the book). Scrolling through my dear friends' reviews and a few top ones for good measure (which are all either 4 or 5 stars), I came to the conclusion that the author was not joking.

Hold by claire kent