“His other hand finds my cheek, and he wipes away my tears with his thumb. The chocolate scent overwhelms me as he bends over and whispers in my ear, “No, Cassie. No, no, no.” I throw my arm around his neck and press his dry cheek against my wet one. I’m shaking like an epileptic, and for the first time I can feel the weight of the quilts on the top of my toes because the blinding dark sharpens your other senses. I’m a bubbling stew of random thoughts and feelings. I’m worried my hair might smell. I want some chocolate. This guy holding me—well, it’s more like I was holding him—has seen me in all my naked glory. What did he think about my body? What did I think about my body? Does God really care about promises? Do I really care about God? Are miracles something like the Red Sea parting or more like Evan Walker finding me locked in a block of ice in a wilderness of white? “Cassie, it’s going to be okay,” he whispers into my ear, chocolate breath.”
Quote by Rick Yancey
Work
In this gripping science fiction novel, a series of catastrophic events known as 'waves' have overwhelmed Earth, leaving humanity on the brink of extinction. The story follows a young girl named Cassie as she navigates the chaos and tries to uncover the truth behind the alien invaders and their devastating plan for humanity. more
Author
Rick Yancey is an American novelist known for his young adult literature. His works often blend elements of science fiction, fantasy, and adventure, and are highly favored by young readers. more
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