My book talks are coming at you from a librarian, not a reviewer. You won’t find me talking about style or craft, why I think this could’ve been better or what worked or didn’t work. I only do book talks on books I liked and want other people to know about. So if it’s here I probably think it won’t injure your brain if you read it.
Breezy doesn’t remember dying, she only knows that a man dug up her shallow grave, and when he touched her dead wrist to pull her body from the ground, she knew instantly that he was a killer. Death has given her a gift – the ability to know with a touch whether someone else has taken life. It’s an odd talent for someone who doesn’t know they died themselves… even if there is a dark pattern of bruises around her neck that won’t fade.
Breezy can’t die – she’s tried. She’s got a list of the different methods she’s put herself through after being pulled from the dirt, only to discover that forgetting death might be easy – finding it again is going to be complicated. Her search for answers leads her to other beings like herself, monsters hiding in plain sight, their human form disguising what they really are.
But monsters aren’t the scariest thing the real world has to offer. A group of people know they exist, and will stop at nothing to eliminate their kind. Breezy’s new gift teaches her quickly that the difference between the good guys and the bad guys isn’t always obvious, and that the word monster can apply to just about anyone.