Operating room nurse Poochie catches her cheating fiancé in the act, forcing her to take a hard look at her priorities. She returns to her modest childhood home in her not-so-well-loved hometown—for a few days. However, she’ll guard her ravaged heart no matter how much the past pulls at her.
After Poochie left him behind ten years ago, horse trainer Jack thought he’d moved on, that is, until he finds her. Hope for a second chance shoves his fear of rejection aside and plunges him into action. However, a vicious betrayal derails his plan and thrusts him into an unsavory light. Devastated, Jack faces losing everything—his dream career with horses, and the woman he loves. Only faith in each other will overcome the loss and betrayal. Is it enough?
Horror, Suspense - novel
TBR Reviewer: Kim
This is the story of Brian. In trying to reconnect with his family, he suggests they all go on a camping trip. They pile in the car and head off. Before too long they hit a fog bank and the van they are in hits a broken tree and is grounded. That's when things start to get REALLY strange! Somehow they have entered a portal to another dimension and must not only fight to survive but to escape with the help of a native creature they have named 'Spock'.
This started off quite stodgily. I thought I might have to give up but luckily I persevered because it opened up into the most amazing multi-layered story. The title might refer to the original drive out to the campsite or the drive to survive or even the drive to escape wherever they had found themselves with their lives. Brian's slow descent into almost madness at all that is thrown at him is tangible and my heart went out to his suffering.
After the initial slowness, the book took off and I found myself devouring page after page. So much so that I read it in two sittings. The Drive is a very cleverly written horror/suspense that gives far more than is initially obvious. It will appeal to anyone.
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Horror - short
TBR Reviewer: Brutally Honest
Abbey has died and she’s not going straight to heaven. The world freezes as she leaves her body and Abbey is forced to confront her 'father' with the sins that filled her life. It’s not stealing and cheating that’s for sure, apparently Abbey was a psychopath...
Last Dance of a Black Widow was an interesting, dark tale of Abbey’s previous husbands and how they all died at her hand. Editing is a major downfall in this book but the plot was solid. The ending was okay but lacked and there was too much promotion for the author. That took up a couple pages that was more begging than anything else.
Last Dance of a Black Widow is a promising story but needs to be fleshed out and gain a better editor.
Horror, Thriller - Novel
TBR Reviewer: Kim
This is the story of a world set in the future. Water is seriously contaminated and food heavily genetically modified. An intrepid submarine crew are tasked to go on a search and rescue in an uncharted region. They are assigned five new crew members to help them in this task. There is hostility on both sides and neither crew trust each other. Soon it becomes obvious that the trip is doomed and everyone has their own hidden agenda....
Set in a submarine that spends most of the novel underwater, the claustrophobia and paranoia were very evident and tangible. It was a zombie novel essentially but the zombie action didn't come in until very nearly the end. The first three quarters of the book were getting to know the characters and their various agendas. I loved the dynamics of the two crews open hostility towards each other, until the end when they had no choice but work together towards a common goal. The action was slow paced to begin with but that was alright because it gave me time to sort out the characters and who was who before it then took off, and boy did it take off! The last quarter of the book was relentless and left me gasping at the explosive ending. I recommend this for zombie lovers and non lovers alike as the zombies are somewhat secondary to the rest of the story.
I really enjoyed Z Boat, this is a highly Recommended novel!
"Ivan made his way up the stairs, the blood loss slowing his progress greatly. Behind him, he could hear footsteps, though they didn’t sound rushed. He pushed on, the control room within his view.
He heard a loud pop and then a splashing noise. Ally released the emergency seal. He needed to hurry. They needed to destroy this sub. Sinking it wasn’t enough. He pulled himself up a few more steps and made it to the landing. Marcus and Ally were talking. He yelled in an attempt to get their attention. “Marcus, Ally we need to sink Betty …” Ivan’s voice gave out, and he slumped against the wall.
He heard someone approaching him, and Ally came into his line of sight. She held a gun and
stared at him with hard eyes.
“I don’t know, but it does not matter right now. You need to blow the sub. Sinking it will not be enough.”
“Where’s Iain?” Marcus stood behind her in a protective stance.
“I don’t know. I think, in all the chaos, they might have gotten him.”
Ivan watched as Ally stood up and wrapped her arms around Marcus. Part of him wanted to ask her to shoot him now, before he turned. He couldn’t do it, though. A miniscule part of him hoped he just had a bad injury and would make it out of this alive.
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Horror - novel
TBR reviewer: Mark
Set in a dystopian, religiously-demented American Empire, the city of Las Vegas is no longer a city of sin. Now called Necropolis, it is a city that eats sin. The vampires of Necropolis wait
patiently for the Empire's weekly drop off of guilty Penitents; sinners and criminals full of fresh blood.
Hank Evans is one of those Penitents and he would gladly let the vampires take every drop of his blood if it weren’t for one detail: Toby. Toby is Hank’s only son. Now, Hank must do whatever it takes to escape the city of the dead and save his son from an Empire as bloodthirsty as the vampires it uses to keep its people in line.
Shining In Crimson is a modern-day horror tale set in an alternative future where the government of The United States Of America has been replaced by a heavily religious Imperial Empire that holds its citizenship under dictatorial rule. Most serious crime, including crimes of morality, are punishable by death though not by execution. Instead criminals are dropped off in what was once the center of sin and immorality, the city formerly known as Las Vegas; there to be fed on by the Vampire population that live there as part of an agreement with The Empire. Hank is just one of these criminals, arrested for being caught with a prostitute, but Hank is different. Because Hank intends to survive....
From the moment I read the synopsis for this novel, the first in an upcoming series, I was intrigued. It sounded exactly my sort of thing, right up my alley and something I could really sink my teeth into (no pun intended). Unfortunately, after the first seventy pages or so and the initial excitement of the main character being dropped off in a city heavily populated by nothing but Vampires, everything started to go to down hill! The whole plot became overly convoluted, there were flashbacks galore as characters shared each others memories and experiences from one moment to the next and it quickly became increasingly difficult to separate who was who as everything else just seemed to descend into cliche!
This was a book with so much potential and a real chance to attempt something different with the whole Vampire genre but instead the author retreads old ideas and seemingly forgets about the aspects of this book that so attracted me in the first place. The whole idea of Las Vegas as Necropolis goes largely unaddressed other than as a basic premise and there is little reference as to how The Imperial Empire managed to seize control of the good ol' USA in the first place which, to me, would have been an excellent angle to explore! I know that this is the first part in a series and these things may be gone into further in subsequent volumes but for me, the author lost a real chance and opportunity to hook me in and keep me interested beyond about the halfway mark!
Overall, that which was mentioned above ruins any chance Shining In Crimson had of being outstanding by not living up to the potential it promises from its initial premise. I really wanted to like this. It is a bad sign of a novel when you no longer find yourself caring about the characters and, with a hundred pages to go, I began seriously wondering whether I cared enough to go on. The answer to that question was yes but it was a very close thing.
Would I read any more in this series? Probably not. Life is too short to waste on books that don't live up to potential.
Horror, Mystery, Zombies - Novel
TBR reviewer: Shyla
For ten years Kal Hakala has been the Bureau of Supernatural Investigation's top man, the longest surviving agent in its blood-soaked history. The World At Large has no idea that The World Under exists. And its vampires, demons, zombies, and mythic monsters are growing
increasingly restless. In all Kal's time with the Bureau, there has been no case he couldn't crack, no monster he couldn't kill. Then a plague of zombies comes to Denver, along with a vicious serial killer dubbed The Organ Donor.A childhood encounter with a legendary monster has left Kal with an endless supply of rage and hatred for all things Supernatural. But now the target is on his forehead, and the Un-Dead don't die easy. The Bureau has a few aces of its own-a few magicians, a cyber-ghost. Unfortunately Kal is a perennial loner ... And the
World Under is wise to his tricks.
I started reading Things to Do in Denver When You’re Un- Dead for zombies. Cause everyone knows I love a good story about the undead. What I discovered as a I read was so much more. Mark Stone must be one witty, dark, sarcastic and twisted man.. ( I mean that in the best possible way of course) Because he put all of that, and then into this book! In this tale, the hidden world of supernatural’s referred to as the World Under is policed by BSI, Bureau of Supernatural Investigation.
To say they’re not your average task force would be putting it lightly. We have BSI agents who are ghosts, magicians, and various human bad asses. The average life expectancy of an agent it three to four years tops. However, our hero Agent Kala is an exception to that rule with ten years under his belt and the position to back it. Kal drinks too much, and has a streak of sarcasm that could cut you to the quick if you took him seriously. But in his defense, he’s seen more dead bodies than a mortician. His quirky sense of humor, off the wall style, and clever mind give him a charm that proves to be irresistible. You can’t help but love Agent Kal, even though at times he’s a total train wreck.
The BSI is in Denver to eradicate and investigate a rash of zombie risings when Kal discovers something terrifying. The local serial killer is a supernatural, and more powerful than anything he’s ever encountered. In this world magicians are real. Think Merlin for the 20th century. The serial killer is not just a magician, but a revenant. Yes, I said revenant, as in old Renny from Dracula. The combination is deadly, and when Kal gets a visit from a supped up Ghoul that almost puts him out of commission the caca really hits the fan.
I could tell you more about the story but I don’t want to give everything away. ;).I laughed, gasped, and sat stunned in silence when Mark dropped his plot bombs. If you’re looking for a smart read, with action, depth, and creative use of legends this is spot on. I personally highly recommend this one.
Mondays suck. Always. Standard rule in life. In fact, it might just be rule #3, right after Feces Occurs and Anything That Can Go Wrong Will. Mondays are the days that your boss will hit you with the next Big Thing that the corporate office reckons will change the paradigm of whatever business you find yourself in. It’s also the day that you have to play catch up for whatever might have occurred on the two previous days you were off.
For me it wasn’t the Next Big Thing as much as it was The Next Big Bad Thing That Wants To
Rip Your Damn Fool Head Off, so it was with my usual sense of dread that I parked my blue Honda Accord in my assigned spot and staggered towards the brown brick building that housed the Denver offices of the BSI.
Spyeyes surrounding the building tracked my arrival and the Shape of a ward spell tingled against my feet as I stepped over gray-painted gold wire draped hither and yon over the asphalt walkway.
Working for the Bureau was always interesting, and I mean that in the Chinese curse sort of
way. Don’t get me wrong, the pay is great and I get to wear a gun, which is always fun, but the life expectancy at the Bureau of Supernatural Investigations is usually one to two years. If you’re good, maybe three. If you’re great, maybe between four and six.
I’ve been at the job for ten and the odds were that I’d get my ticket punched any day. I
knew the current Dead Pool was at Thursday before noon. I’d been beating the Pool for years now and figured I would for many more to come.
Jingling through my head, as it did every morning, were the words Robert Frost etched on my mind years and years ago, ones that echoed my own fatigue and bone-weary sense of resignation:
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
The promises I’d made and the burden of responsibility I shouldered would keep me going and going like the Energizer Bunny until I figured it was time for me to shuffle off my mortal coil. And then, maybe, I could relax, finally ease into that eternal sleep that wasn’t haunted by what I do, what I’d become, and things I’d left undone. Shaking my head, I stuffed these dark, tired thoughts into the back closet of my mind. I hurt too much and my teeth were far too fuzzy to be in such a mood on a Monday morning after a weekend bender. The Bureau had billions of dollars at their disposal and still hadn’t come up with a cure for a hangover.
The front door threw a pale reflection at me I drew near and I noted that my favorite tie
sported a suspicious reddish-brown stain. I hoped it was only blood, the piano keyboard tie was a gift from Mom on my thirtieth. My mind quickly juked towards the business of surviving the next few moments as I passed through the bullet proofed glass and steel door marked ‘McClennan Statistical Analysis’. Nobody ever wants to go to a place marked Statistical Analysis. For the Bureau, it’s blessed anonymity.
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Thriller, Horror, Romance - Novel
TBR reviewer: B.H.
Imprisoned by a sadistic tyrant Shandie has all but given up on the idea of escape or rescue. After the epidemic, the only people left alive that she has encountered have been evil. They are the takers. Human beings, without conscience, who take what they need, or what they
want, including women.
Easygoing Vaughn, and his adopted son Nicky, happen upon the trailer where Shandie is being kept. Wanting a woman for themselves, they don’t take their plan of getting her all that seriously until Nicky is critically wounded.
With food running out and no medicine, to Vaughn, the situation doesn’t seem like it could get much worse- except that Shandie keeps insisting that there is something evil in the woods. Vaughn has seen the signs that she’s right, but he refuses to believe it.
When they all come face to face with that evil they find themselves in a sick world where
women are slaves, and the men are something far, far worse…
I reviewed the first book in this series and was beyond disappointed. It was a book I wish I hadn’t bothered to read. Now, why would I read the second? I had already accepted both in the series and so I was stuck reading both.
Best decision I ever made!
A virus hits, kills most and there are only a few women left on earth. We first meet Vaughn and Nicky. They talk excitedly about seeing a woman for the first time in months. Shandie is in hell with a cruel owner named Toad. Women are nothing but sex slaves and these men want her for themselves. They go to rescue her and a series of events unfold that will keep you glued to the screen, on the edge of seat and biting your nails off. (Yes, I did that.) So our handsome guys start to have feelings toward her, can they actually love her? Shandie is
distrusting and fighting the attraction to Vaughn, from the description I would lose the battle too. That is a yummy man.
As they explore this strange new relationship another twist, there’s something in the woods. Let me tell you, it’s fucking creepy, (Pardon my language) but shit! Ms. Harlow had me sleeping with the lights on. I could hear the horror music in the background as I read toward the morning hours. Then there’s the downed trees and evidence, I could go on but I will not ruin the surprise for you.
When Shandie finally gets sexual with Vaughn I wanted to scream, Hallelujah! The build up and release was so perfectly laid out. When he finally sunk inside her, I literally quivered and clenched my thighs. I became so emotionally invested in these characters the sex was so much deeper. Then there’s Gary, he’s pure evil. When Vaughn faced him, the battle was epic and I cheered him on as I read. His ending was so freakin’ satisfying.
I must add I haven’t read a book with titled chapters in a while. It was an entertaining treat. I’m also sharing my favorite line because it still makes me smile foolishly, ‘It had taken the end of the world to find the one he was supposed to be with.’ Romantic with a capital R.
I can’t believe the difference between book one and two in this series. It’s shocking. With the right plot Ms. Harlow is a genius with the pen and can really knock out a fantastic read. So, stop reading this review. Click the ‘purchase here’ link below and prepare to be swept into a dark world where love is a spark of light that just might save humanity.
Horror - Novel
TBR reviewer: Shyla
The Z Word follows Seffy Carter and her longtime friends Gareth, Addison and Lani. The four besties share a past dysfunctional and dark enough to keep them bound together under do-over identities. But rends develop in their relationships from the flesh-eating pressures of ending up in 1980, in a Montana desert, surrounded by zombies wearing dated disco duds.
When an explosion takes our heroine Seffy and her friends back into a past where zombies run rampant, dreams of stardom are put on the back burner. Seffy and her five man crew are relocated into a desolate dessert with no clue what’s going on. Its’ the blind leading the blind until they’re rescued by an unlikely savior named Malone. Malone is a gun totting, smart mouthed S.O.B who I sort of admired. If the
zombie apocalypse every happened he’s the man you’d want on your team.
He takes them down in to one of his many compounds to keep them alive, and it’s
like Alice falling down the rabbit hole. The trip just gets stranger and stranger with each chapter. Zombies who dance to disco, best friends who burst out into spontaneous song, labs and betrayal, my head spins just thinking about it.
You only have to take a look at my profile to know I’m a zombie lover. I’m also a
horror movie connoisseur (yes those exist). So I was excited about the prospect of reading The Z Word. From the first page I felt like I was in a vintage horror movie. Normally coming from me, that's a compliment. But in this case, I couldn’t connect with this plot. The characters weren’t fully developed, and there was too much back story left out for me to truly be invested. Suffice to say at some points in this story I was rooting for the zombies.
There was a strange disjointed feeling about The Z Word that made want to finish. I will say Bella Street is quite inventive. Zombies that respond to disco music and time travel in correlation to the apocalypse aren’t plots I’ve come across before. Her description has a way of sticking with you, and she wields pop culture like a sword.
I just wish she had spent more time in developing the characters and defining the story line.
Why am I here?
Sighing inwardly, Seffy Carter realized the question went both ways.With
regards to Verity, it might mean the blond interloper wasgetting her claws into
Gareth after all. Which begged the largerquestion: what have I done to turn
She tried to focus on the newcomer who'd upset the balance of hercarefully
proportioned existence. Verity's white blond hair glowedunder the tanning room
track lighting. Her dark blue eyes seemed todivine secrets even Seffy wouldn't
admit to herself. The woman wasbeautiful—thinner, tanner, blonder—and, well,
Seffy's beauty wasa sham at best.
“Are you listening to me, Sef? This doesn't have to be awkward.”
Seffy nodded reluctantly, wishing Verity had found a differenttanning salon,
a different hair stylist...a different guy. And itwasn't just Gareth who'd
apparently hopped on the Verity train.Seffy's besties, Lani and Addison, also
thought Verity was all thatand a damn bag of chips.
What's she got that I haven't? Wait, don't answer that.
Verity shifted her feet, knocking over her can of Diet Rockstar.Seffy watched
the liquid travel toward the outlet where the tanningbed was plugged in, trying
to make sense of the panic burgeoningwithin her. There was something about the
new girl that wasn'tright—something almost threatening in her manner. Seffy
played withthe J on the zipper pull of her pink Juicy Couture hoodie, annoyed
byher melodramatic thoughts. God, it's like I'm still in highschool. I have got
to get a handle on this. Besides, I need toget my head straight if I'm going to
nail my audition in the morning.The thought of that appointment made her stomach
Verity tilted her head, her blue eyes emphatic. “And we can behonest,
Yeah, if I were honest I'd tell her off. “Um, sure.”
“The thing is, Gareth prefers a whole woman.”
Seffy felt her mouth open. What the hell?
The interloper opened her blue eyes wide, as if stating the obvious.
Verity is whole? What does that make me?
“I'm sure you knew that already, Sef, so c'mon.” She poked herwith a
French-manicured finger. “It's not like it's the end of theworld.”
Seffy pulled so hard on the J it snapped in her hand. She stared atthe pink
crystal encrusted charm, still stunned by the blonde'swords. Not the end of the
world? Gareth doesn't think I'm whole?
Suddenly a flash of white light eclipsed Verity from sight. BeforeSeffy could
react, a tremendous force hurtled her backwards, followedby a terrifying
weightlessness which could only end badly. Seffy'shead swam as she sailed
through the atmosphere. The velocity of herdescent increased and ground whooshed up to meet her. She threw outher hands to break her fall. Crunching her eyes closed, she let out akeening cuss word. The ground came closer still.
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Purchased and reviewed by B.H.
Alice has quite a story to tell you. That's not her real name, of course. She couldn't give you her real name, not after all the things she reveals about herself in this book. All of her...adventures. And all that killing. She wouldn't want the police to find her, now would she?
It started out so nice. Alice was house-sitting for her friend, enjoying having the whole place to herself, with the sunken bathtub and big-screen television. But everything went wrong that first night, when she looked out the window and saw a strange man jumping naked into the swimming pool. Alice just knew he would be coming to get her, like all those other men before. But she would never be a victim again. Not after she remember the old Civil War saber hanging in the living room...
Warning: Extreme violence.
Alice (not her real name) writes this book to tell her story of how a prowler on her property led to her committing several murders and acts of torture.
This was an dark book. The blurb was interesting and as the story played out I couldn’t help but get sucked into the violent world Mr. Laymon created. Alice was hard to not like. Despite her killing and torturing, her personality was so well written. There was no doubt I had to read this entire book to find out if she had a happy ending.
There were several characters that really jumped from the page. Judy and Murphy, they played a part that brought the story to new heights. The twists will leave
your mouth hanging open, no joke, your month will hang open, eyes wide, lights on and weapon in hand reading After Midnight. This is great yet disturbing stuff. Every time I think I have Alice’s life figured out, that things will calm down, another crazy thing pops up. In this case, it was Steve and the headless man. Now that was a shocker.
This leads to a crazy revelation and the end of our twisted tale. ‘After Midnight’ is definitely a novel I will remember, Alice’s story just plants itself in your head and Mr. Laymon did such a great job writing this chaos.
This is definitely a novel to read!
When Sally Mertill is driving a carload of her friends back to Green Mountain Falls after visiting Pike's Peak they careen off the side of the mountain. With no guardrails it's not surprising there are no survivors. And yet within two days a not altogether bad fellow named Bocnic Drewings will call upon the metal drawer where her body awaits autopsy, open it, and lead her on the adventure of a lifetime, well, that's if she'd have survived the accident.
The powers that be have chosen Sally to become undead and she's the only other person time eternal who's been given the power to raise the dead and control them. When leaders of rival undead clans find out, they either want to control or destroy her, which makes Sally staying undead a bit of a challenge.
Hello my name is Shyla, and I’m a Zombie addict. This fact alone placed a tall order for Mr. Santos to fulfill as he breathed life into the legend of the walking dead. I’m pleased as punch to say now he exceeded all my expectations, and totally blew my mind! This book started off in a cloak and dagger manner with spells, disguises, and magic all kept on the hush . Our hero Bo is given the task of introducing our heroine Sally to her new life, and ends up with more than he bargained for.
Bocnic is a badass, full of knowledge, skill, and secrets that tantalize. With a painful past and an air of humanity that keeps him for being too big for his britches. I ate up every morsel of information revealed about Bo, and I’m craving more. :Coughs: Hint hint Adam. Our hero is a treasure trove of potential I know Adam has only begun to scratch the surface of.
Sally is your average twenty- six year old on a trip with her college girlfriends, until a fatal wreck ends her life, and the powers that be decide to bring her back. Full of sarcasm, spunk and an awkwardness I found to be an adorable quirk. Sally is an unlikely heroine. Fate deals her a wicked hand when she develops a rare power that makes her a hot commodity. She might be dead, but she's more alive now than she ever was her whole life. Her adventure with Bo is filled with twists, turns and an underlying attraction that adds an extra spice to the plot. There's just something about Sally that stirs Bo's long dead emotions.( no pun intended) The dance they do as he tried to resist was another source of amusement and anticipation.
Forget everything you thought you knew about the undead. Because Adam Santos has his own concepts. They don’t eat brains or go pasty, and a head shot won’t kill them. This brand of zombie is immortal, wields magic, and dates back to the days of the pyramids, and beyond. The fresh blend of myth, legends and his own evil genius creates an intriguing environment I am hooked on. The details, wit, and dark feel of this book earned more than a five star rating. It earned Adam a fan. This book is a savory treat you can really sink your teeth into. But be forewarned it will leave you wanting more! I recommend this read to anyone whose looking to get lost in a new world for a while.
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Genre: Horror - Thriller
Print - Leisure Books - Novel
TBR Reviewer: B.H
Homeless Michael Fox is about to commit suicide when a mysterious billionaire surgeon stops him and offers him two million dollars-for his right arm. But Fox-s arm is only the beginning, as the surgeon continues his mad experiments, removing parts of Fox-s body bit by bit and reassembling him from other parts. And Fox isn-t the only one the doctor is experimenting on.
Mike is essential a bum, he’s offered two million, yes that’s million, dollars for his arm by some ‘genius’ doctor who only wants to save his son. The ultimate decision to say yes sends Mike and the reader on a twisted journey into a dark violent world.
This book shocked me. That’s saying something. The sheer brutality of what this doctor did. He didn’t just take his legs but other body parts. I could hardly put this book down, the pace is well done but the imagination alone was enough to keep me on the edge of my seat. The poor guy gets so much surgery, so many limbs hacked off and EVEN MORE taken from him. (Being stuck in that tank is a nightmare in itself.)
Then comes the doctor and his head of security, Drake. What pieces of work these two are. I was constantly routing for a bus or train or something to slam into these two and splatter them. Not only are they behind this castle of horrors but the son that he’s trying to save is being sexually abused by these two. Let me tell you, when that seen came around my mouth hung open.
Yes, it’s gory, hell yes it’s horror but it’s more than that. It’s a thrill ride, it’s a horrific adventure that I couldn’t imagine going through. I wonder if the author had some nightmares while writing this.
The end was bittersweet to me. When you finally make it through that hell and read the last few pages let me know what you think. I found it satisfying but unbelievable gloomy. Either way this book is one to read, preferable with all the windows locked and a knife by the bed.
This was a great read by an author I WILL read more from.