Title: Rapture
Author: Phillip W Simpson
Release Date: 12/1/2011
Publisher: Pear Jam Books
ISBN: 9780473191634
Source: blog tour for honest review
Those left behind are in a living hell. Armed only with his swords and his wit, a teenage boy
wanders this post-apocalyptic world alone, separated forever from everyone he loves. Cursed
by his demonic heritage, he must now embark on a quest that will take him across the US to
the City of Angels.
I have always heard stories about the rapture and the coming of the days and have always wandered what if? I am not very into Christian novels, but I did not find myself bored with this one because I was so intrigued by the subject and the way it was played out through the characters in the novel. I was truly moved by the storyline and I found myself deeply engrossed in the world that Phillip Simpson creates.
The main character is plagued by the fact that he is left on Earth after the Rapture has taken place. He wants to be a good guy, but his birth lineage just does not make that easy for him. I enjoyed Sam's character because he was so real. I could relate to his feelings of redemption and the fact that he just wanted to be understood.
Overall, I would say that if you like those books that are apocalyptic to give this one a try. I don't think you'll regret it!
The main character is plagued by the fact that he is left on Earth after the Rapture has taken place. He wants to be a good guy, but his birth lineage just does not make that easy for him. I enjoyed Sam's character because he was so real. I could relate to his feelings of redemption and the fact that he just wanted to be understood.
Overall, I would say that if you like those books that are apocalyptic to give this one a try. I don't think you'll regret it!
Overall:
Phillip W. Simpson is an author of mostly children's books - both fiction and non-fiction.
As well as being a writer, he is an elementary school teacher. Career highlights include being in the army, gaining a Masters in Archaeology, owning a comic shop, becoming obsessed with martial arts
and oriental weapons and turning down a job at the British museum.
His YA novel RAPTURE (the first in the Rapture trilogy) was released Sept 1st, 2011 by Pear Jam
books. RAPTURE is a dystopian/post-apocalyptic story about the end of the world featuring demons,
angels and a half demon protagonist caught in the middle. RAPTURE was shortlisted for the Sir Julius
Vogel award for best Youth novel.
Book 2, TRIBULATION, was released in December, 2012. The final book, APOCALYPSE, will be out
early 2013.
On a personal note, he is married to Rose, has a son (Jack) and two border terriers, Whiskey and
Raffles. He loves fishing, reading, football (soccer) and single malt Whiskeys.
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Excerpt:
As soon as this thought entered his mind, it was
interrupted by a demonic presence to his left. A cluster of Lemure surged out
of what had once been the local coffee house, screaming as they advanced. Sam
sprinted around a wrecked SUV to give himself some breathing room, drawing both
swords.
He swung around to his left, still at full
stretch. Whether by good luck or by displaying a higher than usual level of
intelligence, three of the Lemure hadn’t fallen for the ploy. They met him on
the other side of the SUV, running as hard as he was. Sam didn’t even pause. He
struck high then low and spun around to deliver a double blow to the third
Lemure. All three turned to ash in his wake.
He kept sprinting, skirting around the wrecks in
the middle of Main Street, heading east. It was opposite to the direction he
wanted to head in but he would double back later in order to confuse his
pursuers.
Sensing that the demons were falling behind, Sam
slowed to a fast jog. He could keep this pace up for hours if he needed to.
Before the Rapture, he had often run into the Rockies and back before the sun
had even snuck up over the horizon. Night-time was when he always trained, away
from prying eyes. He always felt stronger in the dark. Hikari had told him that
his night vision was much better than any other humans, something he had
suspected when he realized he could see almost perfectly in all but the most
absolute darkness.
It was just as well because now the only light
came from the moon, which was hardly a great source of illumination. Normally,
street lights, the frontages of residential homes, the odd shop open for a late
night and the occasional car would provide ample light for the average
resident. It was odd running through the small town like this, guided only by
the malevolent red glow from above.
Disturbingly, despite his injuries, Sam felt even
stronger right at that moment, almost as if the moon was energizing him. He
looked up, hoping to catch a glimpse of a star in the now cloudless sky. There
were none. Had been none since the Rapture. The stars, once beautiful and
sparkling in the clear country air, had all fallen. Where they had landed, Sam
had no idea. He just knew that they weren’t in the sky anymore.
Suddenly a shadow fell across the moon, a strong
wind buffeting him from above. He’d sensed the presence of the Astaroth but he
was far, far too late. Too late and too slow. Cursing himself for his lack of
concentration, Sam attempted to roll but felt something lift him off his feet
with a powerful jolt. It was the Astaroth alright. Clearly, those wings weren’t
for show, he thought wryly as the Astaroth slowly gained height. Luck had been
on his side though. Instead of those mighty talons piercing his skin, they had merely
jagged his backpack.
Then Sam remembered what were in his hands. What
had been in his hands all the way down Main Street. His swords. He swept both
up at the same time, each aiming for a different leg, and felt a savage surge
of satisfaction as the iron weapons both connected and bit deeply. The Astaroth
roared so loudly that, if Sam had been able to, he would’ve covered his ears.
Instead, he found himself falling. Surprisingly
quickly. He thought, rather belatedly, that he hadn’t actually planned this out
very carefully.
The ground rushed up to meet him.
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