Published by K Webster on December 6th 2016
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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***THIS STANDALONE IS BEST ENJOYED WHEN YOU DON'T READ ANY REVIEWS OR SPOILERS BEFORE READING. GOING IN BLIND IS BEST. TRUST ME.***
When my eyes are closed, the monster can’t ever see me.When I sing a song in my head, the monster can’t ever hear me.When I pretend my bedroom is a playground where I play hide and seek, the monster can’t ever find me.
The darkness should frighten me.I should worry I’ll find more monsters…monsters scarier than him.But I’m not afraid.
It’s safe here.When I’m inside of my head…
He. Can’t. Ever. Touch. Me.
Warning:Whispers and the Roars is a dark romance. Strong sexual themes and violence, which could trigger emotional distress are found in this story. The abuse written in this story is graphic and not glossed over which could be upsetting to some. Proceed with caution. This story is NOT for everyone.
As always, when I’ve read a book that makes me feel as if I’ve been put through the wringer, I’m at a loss for words. Speechless. Which is a rare thing for someone who is as opinionated as I am; it does happen, I’m happy to say. Every once in a while, I come across a book that just blows me away. Far, far away! I feel I should just start writing, but it wouldn’t make sense to anyone, my mind’s a riot. Because, once I start, I won’t be able to stop. Or should I simply rate it 5 stars, say “Read it” and drop the mic? How much can I say without giving away spoilers? How little should I say, because I feel that would be an injustice to this incredible story? It’s definitely a quandary. What do you say when you feel you’ve read a book that’s a complete and utter mind f*ck? I’m going to give you just the gist of the story, not too much, because spoilers are the devil’s work, and this story would be ruined by spoilers. Well, hell’s bells, here goes…..
We meet Kadence Marshall, a 29 year old recluse, living in her grandmother’s house. She teaches piano, her grandmother taught her, and now she teaches the neighborhood kids. Kady, as she’s called, has lived through hell and back. She lives with, and is surrounded by, a loving group of people including her Best Friend, Bones. The love of her life, Yeo Anderson, has come back to town, after a 12 year absence, with a medical degree in his hand. In those 12 years, Kady refused to see Yeo, convinced that he needed to leave and find someone else that was worthy of him. For Yeo, there is only his Katydid. Even if Katy refused to see or speak him for those 12 years, he never gave up. He’s kept in touch with everyone in Katy’s life, including Bones, who’s his best friend too. Yeo met Kady when he was 10 years old, the day she moved in with her grandmother, and knows her darkest secrets and fears. And, he’ll be there for her, always.
“You are terrifying and strange and beautiful, something not everyone knows how to love”
I love Yeo. As I’m writing this review, I’m crying with emotion, happy that Kady had him in her life. That his love for her was unwavering. True and loyal, most of all. We should all be so lucky to have a Yeo in our lives.
Make no mistake, this book is Dark. Kady has lived through the. Worst. Thing. That. Can. Happen. To. A. Child. I’m not kidding. Horrible, HORRIBLE, traumatic things that can scar someone mentally, for life. There are people that probably shouldn’t read this book, as it could, and can be, a trigger. Please beware! Those of us that proceed, do so with caution. I sat down to read and finished it in one sitting. There were moments that my jaw dropped, that my head and heart ached, that I cried in real anguish and even fury. Such anger! All the emotions you can imagine. I promise you, unless you’re made of rock, you’ll feel them too. For both Katy and Yeo. For Bones. Presley. Aunt Suzy. Agatha. Officer Joe. Whiskers. And even, Pascal and Kenneth. And especially, Norman. I finished this book in less than 12 hours (taking breathers) yet it’s taken me days for Whispers and Roars to be silent in my head. This story will haunt me for days.