The Light #2; Not a standalone
Women are disappearing. What is happening when they step into The Light?
Nine months ago, Sara Adams awoke with no memory. The man holding her hand told her she’s a member of The Light, a tight-knit religious group led by the terrifying and charismatic Father Gabriel. As a woman in the community of The Light, her duty is to be unquestionably obedient and to submit to the will of her husband.
But as Sara’s memory starts to return and she remembers her past, she sees that everything she’s been told is a lie. The Light is an insidious and dangerous organization, and its corrupting influence reaches well beyond the confines of the remote campus where Sara is being held.
With everything at stake, Sara struggles to sort out her true memories from her indoctrination. The desire to escape consumes her, but who can she trust? And what other followers of The Light were forced into this life, brainwashed to believe they belonged? The more she remembers, the mort it becomes clear that Jacob, the man who calls himself her husband, is keeping shattering secrets of his own.
But Sara cannot flee alone, leaving innocents behind. She must fight to extinguish The Light.
I was impatient as ever for this sequel, and it really doesn’t keep you waiting once you crack this book open because we’re right back where we left off. Since I can’t say much, this may be a shorter review than normal because I don’t want to give anything away from either this book or the first one.
AWAY FROM THE DARK certainly packed some punches. The suspense and the tension, both internal and external, was very prominent, as it should be; it kept the pages turning as we learned right along with our characters. The intrigue and investigative side of it was fascinating and thrilling. You’ll definitely spend a lot of the book worried and anxious for what’s to come–the proverbial shoe-drop moment. And I guarantee you’ll fight with yourself in wanting to spoil the answer to how it ends in order to calm your racing mind, but you absolutely shouldn’t! This is the kind of story that you have to experience in the moment and be just in the dark (heh) as the rest of us.
I did find the pacing to be a bit off; at times it was too slow, and with the fast-moving, edge-of-your-seat suspense it left certain parts feeling disjointed. The connection between our two main characters has also morphed which may take a bit to get used to as it did with me–and I guess I wanted a bit more oomph involved between them to give it just a bit more of something (vague, aren’t I?). It could also honestly be that it’s been awhile since I read the first one. All of that aside, man–it was still a really good novel. AWAY FROM THE DARK is a romantic suspense thriller with such intricate details and characters. I mean, who else but Aleatha Romig could make this subject matter what it is? Her plotting is truly masterful, and I bow down to her because her storytelling is so unique. And while this does conclude their story, I’m hoping we somehow get a bit more from this general plot line (*hint*nudge*).
Shrill screams echoed throughout our dimly lit bedroom, accelerating my heartbeat and pulling me from the terrible nightmare. I waited for more, until the realization struck. The screams were my own.
“Jacob?” I called, my voice shaking with dread as I reached for my husband. Instead of reassurance, my fingers met cold empty sheets. He was gone—still away at another campus.
What just happened? Was it a dream?
I clung to the covers as I puffed my cheeks and slowly exhaled. While each breath helped to still the chaos, the exercise wasn’t enough.
Who am I? Who is he?
Jacob’s questions from months ago came back. They were my security. They’d worked before.
I am Sara Adams and my husband is Jacob Adams.
Pushing the images from my dream, or nightmare, away, I imagined Jacob’s comforting embrace. Slowly I threw back the down comforter and willed the cool air to soothe my perspiration-drenched skin. From the way my heart galloped in my chest, I might have been running a marathon, not sleeping.
In my sleep I’d been battling to escape a vehicle, and then an explosion of heat.
It had been a dream, I reassured myself—a nightmare. The accident I’d had, nearly nine months before, had been different. I couldn’t remember it, but I’d been told that I’d been injured and gone unconscious. In the nightmare I had been out and away from the wreckage.
I shook my head.
It seemed so real.
In my dream I hadn’t been able to see past the darkness, yet I’d known I wasn’t injured.
My arms surrounded my midsection as the memories replayed like pictures in my mind. Someone was hurting me—purposely harming me, and there was a voice—a deep voice.
No. He wouldn’t hurt me.
My entire body shuddered as goose bumps peppered my skin. Sitting upright, I reached for the bedside lamp. With trembling fingers I turned the knob and my eyes adjusted as the soft light combined with the sun’s perpetual summer glow.
I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on Jacob’s questions.
Who am I? Who is he?
This time I said the words aloud, praying that if I spoke the truth, the images would disappear. “I am Sara Adams. He is my husband, Jacob Adams.” I pulled myself from the bed and walked to the bathroom. Turning on the light and the faucet, I cupped the cool water and splashed my face. As I reached for the cup and began to fill it, a metaphoric dam that had been constructed to hold back my past burst.
My mind was flooded—no longer with simple images, but with scene after scene.
For the first time since I could recall, I knew the woman in the mirror.
I knew me.
The Light #1; Not a standalone
♦ABOUT THE AUTHOR♦
Aleatha Romig is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Indiana. She grew up in Mishawaka, graduated from Indiana University, and is currently living south of Indianapolis. Aleatha has raised three children with her high school sweetheart and husband of nearly thirty years. Before she became a full-time author, she worked days as a dental hygienist and spent her nights writing. Now, when she’s not imagining mind-blowing twists and turns, she likes to spend her time a with her family and friends. Her other pastimes include reading and creating heroes/anti-heroes who haunt your dreams!