WAR HOPE BY
LP LOVELL & STEVIE J COLE writing as NICOLE LYNN
Review by Victoria:
War Hope, a sequel to War Poppy, is another read from Nicole Lynn that will grab your heart and squeeze till it hurts. Once again, we meet a veteran, Finn, suffering from PTSD without a hope in the world. How can you ever be happy when you’ve seen and lived through things nightmares don’t even touch? Finn’s breaking point seems to be with the loss of Brandon, another veteran who lost his battle with PTSD. Finn feels lost without the anchor he had in Brandon and how do you continue when no one seems to understand?
This novel touches on heavy subjects of mental illness. It’s by no means all encompassing of living with mental illness or PTSD but it is an accurate, heart felt and honest depiction of what it can look like. If you’re willing to come along to see the strength, courage, and love that can come from mental illness you’ll love this story as much as I did. 5 Stars
followed my best friend to London thinking it would be an adventure
full of excitement and bright lights, only to find myself in a shitty
little corner of the city.
I’m now immersed in a world of bad boys and dirty fights.
saviour complex is stretching to Finn West. He’s dark, mysterious,
grouchy, and a fighter. I can’t help but want to push his buttons and
see if I can crack that surly frown into a smile.
the connection I feel with him is real, or perhaps it’s just the
fanatical imaginings of a lonely girl, wanting a lonely boy. After all,
who wants to be alone?
I just want to be left alone, stick to my routine, but no. Hope McGrath sure as hell can’t let that happen.
like order, control, I need it. She’s like a tornado of sheer chaos,
trying to rock my very structured life on it’s foundations. She annoys
the shit out of me on a daily basis, but somehow, I’ve come to enjoy her
dragging me to her weekly bingo outings.
No matter how gnarly I am, she always comes back for more with her long legs and her loud mouth.
I don’t need her in my life, even if I find myself thinking about her, her lips, her body…I don’t need her. 🌹🌹🌹🌹
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Love and war. Two words that should have little association, but to me the two go hand in hand. Both are a tragedy. They rip you open and spit you out. The war killed my husband, Connor, shattered my will to live, and took my best friend. Brandon may not have physically died in that war, but his soul did. And now we’re left to pick up the wreckage. Expected to move on when all that is left is the ruins of a life we once had.
War. It took everything from me, even myself. When you’re only able to exist, death seems like a blessing. Pain…a welcome distraction. I ran from everything associated with my past, and then she found me, fighting, drowning myself in whisky, trying to forget. She reminds me of Connor, of what I’ve lost—what we’ve lost. In the midst of destruction, she’s a salvation I don’t deserve.
I shouldn’t love him.
I shouldn’t love her.
Love is a war we never should have fought.
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ABOUT THE AUTHORS
Lauren Lovell is an indie author
She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and is the friend you
have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologise for
Lauren is a self-confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight
LP loves to hear from readers so please get in touch.GOODREADS
Stevie J Cole
Stevie J. Cole lives deep in the woods of Alabama with her
husband and two precious daughters. She studied Epidemiology concentrating on
cancer research but has always had a passion for writing. Some of her stories
will strip you bare, some will give you nightmares, but the one thing she can
promise is that she will always give you stories that make you feel.
Raw. Gritty. Love.
Because sometimes characters need to be flawed.
P.S. Stevie’s greatest fear is the impending zombie apocalypse. Think about it:
swarming armies of decaying, oozing corpses stumbling around with clicking
teeth, trying to eat your face. Nothing about that is good. NOTHING!