Humanityâs endgame was only the beginning for me.
Aliens ended life as we know it on Earth.
Not on purpose I should add, though that didnât matter to the billions who died. But it turned out, in some respects, surviving was even worse.
My family used to say good thing I was pretty. In case you were wondering, it didnât help when the end of the world arrived.
Alone, and afraid, somehow, I managed to hold on. Foraging for supplies. Eking out a hidden existence. Avoiding the mutants that emerged after the alien plague.
Iâd resigned myself to dying alone, which was when I literally fell into Xavionâs arms.
And somehow managed to find love in the apocalypse.
Anna
03/09/2023
One of the most poorly written books Iâve read. I had my hands all greasy while listening, so I couldnât change book in the middle, otherwise i would have. World-building 1/5, characters 1/5, plot 1/5, language 2/5