The Dark Light of Day by T.M. Frazier

Review by Kimmi:

Fuck me seven ways from Sunday... It's been a long time since I've read a book that ripped me through the emotional and mind fucking roller coaster of that magnitude. From page one T.M. Frazier was evoking sick and twisted feelings of perverse happiness through bloody lips, blackened eyes, tempered fists, and blistered skin. Every scar that marred the characters flesh and souls was the reckoning for the pain and anguish I wanted inflicted upon the system, the neighbors, and the debts of society that stood by and watched the hellish sadness that was Abby and Jake's broken childhood continue.

Things that even Mobsters and career criminals would flinch at, were Jake's and Abby's Tuesday fucking morning.

While one excepted the devil within with open arms, the other shut down and succumbed to numbness. Through their own defense mechanisms each battled their way through a childhood that would even have Satan shuttering in disgust.

At seventeen and twenty-two can Jake and Abby make two broken halves a whole?

And if not then what happens when they find themselves screaming,

"Motherfucker, I ain't got nothing left lose!"?

Page to page had me strung out on different emotions. From tears, to gagging, to fierce protective instincts for for Abby and Jake had me awake until well after 4am with a book that I couldn't put down had my life depended on it. To say T.M. Frazier's debut novel The Dark Light of Day was one of the debuting novels of the year isn't strong enough to convey how damn kick-fucking-ass this story was, but for the lack of better words here, we'll roll with it.

This book sucks you in and doesn't let you go, even well after The End...

The Dark Light of Day gets 5-Fuck-me!-That-Was-A-Debut-Novel?-Kimmi Stars  ☆☆☆☆☆

                    T.M. Frazier

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