Published by Self Published on October 5 2020
Also by this author: The Last One To See Her
They promised the boy he’d be safe – they lied!
When eleven-year-old John McCormack’s mother is murdered, he is placed in the care of Pastor Ian Stone and his family. Clearwater House is a far cry from the squalid flats he’s been used to, but John soon learns that Pastor Stone’s perverted form of religion is anything but compassionate. As Stone attempts to purify John’s soul of “dangerous levels of toxicity”, it becomes increasingly clear he’s at the mercy of a madman.
Who can John talk to when no one wants to listen?
Who can he trust when all he knows is betrayal?
A Prayer for the Broken is the story of one child’s desperate fight to escape a sadistic killer who has complete control over him
Well if someone can find my voice let me know. How to review something like this! I spent most of my time on edge with this book. I couldn’t relax, I was always waiting for the next dark and terrifying thing to happen. It was shocking and completely twisted. Even after I had finished the book I feel like I need a cleansing shower. Something to scrub the dirt off.
One of the scariest things about this book is that it could happen. There really are religious fanatics in this world who probably do think and act in this way. This is what petrifies me.
I feel tired now! This book has drained me and I am not sure how I feel right now. It’s a book that will play on your mind even after you close your book. You are going to feel all the emotions! Sad, terrified and a LOT of Anger!! I think anger fuelled me through the book and maybe that’s why I am tired now.
I can’t say anything about the plot because you really should go in this blind. I skimmed the blurb so I got the gist but that was it. It’s a journey I didn’t want to be ruined for me.
I read this before bed and in the dark and I think it added to the intensity of the words in front of me. John and Brendan’s fears are my fears. The darkness was like a thick blanket enveloping everyone and never releasing any pressure. Because this book never does. There is so much you don’t see in the books, but it’s always what you don’t see which is the worst in my mind. Imagination is a dangerous player here.
I can do easily see why Mark is dubbed #TwistedTilbury because man this book is twisted -dun dun dun, had to be said. He knows how to go dark and he knows how to make you fall down the rabbit hole without realising it. I’m not sure if it’s right to say I “enjoyed” this book but it is most definitely riveting. I was glued to the pages as I was following the boys’ plight, I was “praying” everything would be ok. I can’t tell you the outcome but its one you need to discover on your own.
It’s hard to find the right words for a book you enjoyed but you really shouldn’t enjoy. One to take you to the deepest part of your soul and somehow enjoy that thrill. But really shouldn’t. I shouldn’t enjoy this book but I enjoyed the thrill but it feels wrong. I mean is the devil in me? Do I need to repent? Does my soul need saving? Or do I need to just read another #twistedtilbury? I know what I will be doing!
Until next time xxx
No change yet on my read next shelf. I have more to add though!
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