Tuesday, 4 February 2025

REVIEW - TOXIC TIDES BY GRACE HAMILTON & RILEY MILLER

 

Title: Toxic Tides
Authors:
Grace Hamilton & Riley Miller
Genre:
Post Apocalyptic
Release Date:
5th February 2025

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No one saw it coming. One day, the rivers flowed. The next, they were poison.

Water is toxic. The dead are piling up. And no one is coming to help.

But for Hazel Northrup this is her first day of freedom. The Wellspring cult was the only home she ever knew. Now she’s on the run with her little brother, Caleb, vowing to keep him safe.

Yet the world beyond their prison is nothing like she was warned—it’s worse. The land is dying. Rivers choke with toxic algae. And threats appear from every direction… including the ruthless men sent to drag them back.

Deep in the Oregon wilderness, a research team stumbles upon a nightmare. When one of their own falls sick and dies—his symptoms swift, brutal, and unexplainable—scientists Emily and Sam, along with their hardened guide Bash, know something is wrong.

The water should be safe. But it’s deadly.

As they race to escape the forest, their path collides with Hazel and Caleb, forcing them into an uneasy alliance.

Cut off from the world, survival is up to them. The groups only hope lies in Bash’s remote cabin, days away through treacherous terrain. But with dwindling supplies, sickness creeping in, and dangers closing in from both nature and man, survival is far from guaranteed.

The further they go, the clearer it this isn’t just a disaster. It’s a collapse.

And the last safe water may already be gone.

When the world turns toxic, survival isn’t just about outrunning disaster—it’s about protecting the ones you love. As water grows scarce and society unravels, ordinary people must become something more, risking everything to keep their family alive in a world where safety no longer exists.

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REVIEW
The cover sort of draws you in and makes you want to know more about the characters depicted on it. It awakens your curiosity as to what the characters are looking at and what trials they are enduring as this is a post-apocalyptic book.

The book is told in three parts, there are chapters at the beginning, then volume 1 & 2.
There are four main groups of characters, there’s Hazel & Caleb escaping from Wellspring, the scientists Emily, Frank and Sam and their wilderness guide Bash collecting rock samples. Then there’s the addition of the rather conniving and volatile Prophet Saul & his Wellspringers who want to keep their followers and will go to extreme lengths to get them back. The final group of people are the National Guard who you would think would be a helpful source for all but it seems that its “every man for himself”

The book begins with an almost 18 year old Hazel and her younger brother 8 year old Caleb have lived at Wellspring as long as they can remember. Wellspring is a commune, though as the book goes on, we come to realise that it is much more like a cult. The leader is Prophet Saul, he rules everything and leads all the Wellspringers to worship the water that protects them and can cure them of anything. When girls reach the age of 18, they are married to a man chosen by the Prophet. It has been arranged that Hazel will marry the prophet’s nephew Hank; a man much older than her. When she marries her brother Caleb will be taken away from her and placed in another household, as she should not have any distractions from her husband and creating a family with him. Hazel has no choice in the matter and anyone that answers back in anyway about anything is severely punished until they toe the line. It’s no wonder Hazel wants to escape and take her brother Caleb away from this restricted lifestyle and the regular beatings if you step out of line. Though the thing is Hazel would probably put up with it all if she wasn’t going to be separated from Caleb whom she has brought up like a mother since their parents died. They escape, scared at every step they will be caught and knowing that when it is discovered that they are missing, Prophet Saul will send men after them and if caught they will be forced back to Wellspring where they will both face harsh punishment. Hazel’s plan is to forage, live off the land until she is officially 18 and then go to the nearest town for help. For Hazel evading discovery until she is 18 is of the upmost importance, as once she is 18, she is an adult no one will be able to take Caleb away from her.

The other main group of characters in the book are Frank, Sam, Emily who are scientists studying rocks in the area & collecting samples to take back look at further. Bash is their wilderness guide helping them navigate the terrain in a safe and respectful way. They are having quite a good trip collecting suitable samples until Frank suddenly becomes ill and dies. Unfortunately, this is the first sign of the deadly algae bloom. The algae bloom contaminates most of the fresh water which immediately complicates everything. The scientists realise how dire the situation is when Frank dies after drinking the contaminated water.

It’s because of the upheaval of the algae bloom that pushes Hazel & Caleb and the scientists & Bash together. The group ends up being whittled down for various reasons and then its just Hazel, Caleb, Bash and Emily. Left alone I think they could have a happy existence at the cabin, sadly when outsiders literally turn up at the door, one with an infection, they are forced to help. Unfortunately, their kindness is soon forgotten when they are betrayed, with their supplies stolen and then again later when their whereabouts are revealed to both Prophet Saul and his followers and the National guard. Both are interested in having access and possession of the clean water source and of course the Prophet wants his “lost sheep” back.

Favourite characters were, Hazel, the protective sister/mother who is not even officially an adult yet. Hazel may be beaten down by the ways and rules of Wellspring but she has an inner strength and will do anything at all to protect her brother Caleb, who is himself a cute, lovable character who wants to look after his sister. Both Hazel and Caleb are naïve to the world outside of Wellspring which is both endearing for the reader yet dangerous for the character!

I immediately adored the quieter, perhaps brusque, observant gentle giant wilderness guide Bash. He watches and listens and though he may know the right way of doing something or getting somewhere he will listen to the other’s opinions. I enjoyed the growing friendship between Bash & Caleb, though Bash had to earn the trust of Hazel to get anywhere near her brother. Bash is used to racial prejudice and being considered “different” due to having a tough start in life and being adopted and going through the foster system, being bullied, lack of people to care for him, and lack of care from those supposed to care for him. He knows from personal experience what it is like to distrust every one, even adults util they have proven themselves to you. Bash works hard, and slowly to obtain first the trust of Hazel and then that of Caleb too.

I really enjoyed the book and felt pulled into it quite quickly. The book felt fast paced and I seriously did not want to put it down! Of course I am routing for Hazel, Caleb, Bash & Emily, the good guys of this post-apocalyptic world. I enjoyed the foraging references and the morals of foraging about leaving enough behind for the growth cycle to continue.

The relationships change as the characters learn to trust each other with Bash and Emily becoming role models for Hazel & Caleb. With Bash and Emily around, Hazel gets to be a young girl again and have a little freedom and time to herself to work out what she wants for her own future. Bash and Emily become quite parent like allows Hazel to become more like a fun sister rather than the constant authority figure of mother to Caleb.

I enjoyed the aspect of the algae bloom being the thing that turned the world post-apocalyptic. You really don’t realise how something contaminating the water could affect so much. I felt like I learnt a few things from survival skills to how the fresh water being contaminated meant that the rain was too.

My immediate thoughts were great characters and plot!

Summing up, I enjoyed the element of the cult and Hazel running away from it, their reasons for doing so and their ideas for their future lives. I found the algae bloom component to the story fascinating too. I found the plot realistic with the inevitable deaths that occurred in the book. I certainly became attached to the characters and am looking forward to reading more!


 

 

 

Monday, 3 February 2025

BLOG TOUR - LAST TWILIGHT IN PARIS BY PAM JENOFF

 

Title: Last Twilight In Paris
Author:
Pam Jenoff
Publisher:
Park Row, Harlequin Trade Publishing
Genre:
Historical Fiction, Romance , Womens Fiction
Release Date:
4th February 2025

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A Parisian department store, a mysterious necklace and a woman’s quest to unlock a decade-old mystery are at the center of this riveting novel of love and survival, from New York Times bestselling author Pam Jenoff

London, 1953. Louise is still adjusting to her postwar role as a housewife when she discovers a necklace in a box at a secondhand shop. The box is marked with the name of a department store in Paris, and she is certain she has seen the necklace before worked with the Red Cross in Nazi-occupied Europe —and that it holds the key to the mysterious death of her friend Franny during the war.

Following the trail of clues to Paris, Louise seeks help from her former boss Ian, with whom she shares a romantic history. The necklace leads them to discover the dark history of Lévitan—a once-glamorous department store that served as a Nazi prison, and Helaine, a woman who was imprisoned there, torn apart from her husband when the Germans invaded France.

Louise races to find the connection between the necklace, the department store and Franny’s death. But nothing is as it seems, and there are forces determined to keep the truth buried forever. Inspired by the true story of Lévitan, Last Twilight in Paris is both a gripping mystery and an unforgettable story about sacrifice, resistance and the power of love to transcend in even the darkest hours.


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EXCERPT 

 Prologue

Helaine

Paris, 1943

Darkness.

Helaine stumbled forward, unable to see through the black void that surrounded her. She could feel the shoulders of the others jostling on either side. The smell of unwashed bodies rose, mingling with Helaine’s own. Her hand brushed against a rough wall, scraping her knuckles. Someone ahead tripped and yelped.

Hours earlier, when Helaine had been brought from her underground cell at the police station into the adjacent holding area, she was surprised to see other women waiting. She had not encountered anyone since her arrest. She had studied the women, who looked to be from all walks of life, trying to discern some commonality among their varied ages and classes that had caused them to be here. There was only one: they were Jews. The yellow star they wore, whether soiled and crudely sewn onto a worn, secondhand dress or pressed crisply against the latest Parisian finery, was identical—and it made them all the same.

They had stood in the bare holding area, not daring to speak. Helaine was certain that her arrest had been some sort of mis take. She had done nothing wrong. They had to free her. But even as she thought this, she knew that the old world of being a French citizen with rights was long gone.

An hour passed, then two. There was nowhere to sit, and a few people dropped to the floor. An elderly woman dozed against the wall, mouth agape. But for the slight rise and fall of her chest, she might have been dead. Hunger gnawed at Helaine and she wished that she still had the baked goods she purchased at the market just before she was taken. The meager breads, which had seemed so pathetic days earlier, now would have been a feast. But her belongings had been confiscated at arrest.

Helaine looked upward through the thin slit of window near the ceiling. They were still in Paris. The sour smell from the city street and the sounds of cars and footsteps despite the curfew were familiar, if not comforting. How long they would stay here, she did not know. Helaine was torn. She did not want to remain in this empty room forever. Yet she also dreaded leaving, for wherever they were going would surely be worse.

Finally, the door had opened. “Sortir!” a voice ordered them out in native French, reminding Helaine that the policemen, who had brought them here and who were keeping them captive, were not Germans, but their own people.

Helaine had filed into the dimly lit corridor with the others. They exited the police station and stepped outside onto the pavement. At the sight of the familiar buildings and the street leading away from the station, Helaine momentarily considered fleeing. She had no idea, though, where she would go. She imagined running to her childhood home, debated whether her estranged mother would take her in or turn her away. But the women were heavily guarded and there was no real possibility of escape. Instead, Helaine breathed the fresh air in great gulps, sensing that she might not be in the open again for quite some time.

The women were herded up a ramp toward an awaiting truck. Helaine recoiled. They were being placed in the back part of the vehicle where goods should have been carried, not people. Helaine wanted to protest but did not dare. Smells of stale grain and rotting meat, the truck’s previous cargo, assaulted her nose, mixing with her own stench in the warm air. It had been three days since she had bathed or changed and her dress was wrinkled and filthy, her once-luminous black curls dull and matted against her head.

When the women were all inside the truck, the back hatch shut with an ominous click. “Where are they taking us?” someone whispered. Silence. No one knew and they were all too afraid to venture a guess. They had heard the stories of the trains headed east to awful places from which no one ever returned. Helaine wondered how long the journey would be.

As they bumped along the Paris streets, Helaine’s bones, already sore from sleeping on the hard prison cell floor, cried out in pain. Her mouth was dry and her stomach empty. She wanted water and a meal, a hot bath. She wanted home.

If home was a place that even existed anymore. Helaine’s husband, Gabriel, was missing in Germany, his fate unknown. She had scarcely spoken with her parents since before the war. And Helaine herself had been taken without notice. Nobody knew that she had been arrested or had any idea where she had gone. It was as if she simply no longer existed.

To distract herself, Helaine tried to picture the route they were taking outside the windowless truck, down the boulevards she had just days earlier walked freely, past the cafés and shops. The familiar locations should have been some small comfort. But this might well be the last time she ever came this way, Helaine realized, and the thought only worsened her despair.

Several minutes later, the truck stopped with a screech. They were at a train station, Helaine guessed. The back hatch to the truck opened and the women peered out into pitch blackness. “Raus!” a voice commanded. That they were under the watch of Germans now seemed to confirm Helaine’s worst fears about where they were headed. “Schnell!” Someone let out a cry, a mix of the anguish and uncertainty they all felt.

The women clambered from the truck and Helaine stumbled, banging her knee and yelping. “Quiet,” a woman’s voice beside her cautioned fearfully. A hand reached out and helped her down the ramp with an unexpectedly gentle touch.

Outside the truck it was the tiniest bit lighter, and Helaine was just able to make out some sort of loading dock. The group moved forward into a large building.

Now Helaine found herself in complete darkness once more. This was how she had come to be in an unfamiliar building, shuffling forward blindly with a group of women she did not know, uncertain of where they were going or the fate that might befall them. She could see nothing, only feel the fear and confusion in the air around her. They seemed to be in some sort of corridor, pressed even more closely together than they had been. Helaine put her hand on the shoulder of the woman in front of her, trying hard not to fall again.

They were herded roughly through a doorway, into a room that was also unlit. No one moved or spoke. Helaine had heard rumors of mass executions, groups of people gassed or simply shot. The Germans might do that to them now. Her skin prickled. She thought of those she loved most, Gabriel and, despite everything that had happened, her parents. Helaine wanted their faces, not fear, to be her final thought.

Bright lights turned on suddenly, illuminating the space around them. “Mon Dieu!” someone behind her exclaimed softly. Helaine blinked her eyes, scarcely daring to believe what she saw. They were not in a camp or a prison at all. Instead, they were standing in the main showroom of what had once been one of the grandest department stores in Paris.

Excerpted from LAST TWILIGHT IN PARIS by Pam Jenoff. Copyright © 2025 by Pam Jenoff. Published by Park Row Books, an imprint of HTP/HarperCollins.

PRAISE FOR THE BOOK 

"A fast-paced and vibrant wartime tale of holding on to love against the odds and learning to fight for the truth." ­­
–Kristin Harmel, New York Times bestselling author of The Paris Daughter

ABOUT THE AUTHOR 

Pam Jenoff is the author of several books of historical fiction, including the NYT bestseller The Orphan's Tale. She holds a degree in international affairs from George Washington University and a degree in history from Cambridge, and she received her JD from UPenn. Her novels are inspired by her experiences working at the Pentagon and as a diplomat for the State Department handling Holocaust issues in Poland. She lives with her husband and 3 children near Philadelphia, where she teaches law.