None Shall Sleep
by Ellie Marney
The Silence of the Lambs meets Sadie in this riveting psychological thriller about two teenagers teaming up with the FBI to track down juvenile serial killers.
In 1982, two teenagers—serial killer survivor Emma Lewis and US Marshal candidate Travis Bell—are recruited by the FBI to interview convicted juvenile killers and provide insight and advice on cold cases. From the start, Emma and Travis develop a quick friendship, gaining information from juvenile murderers that even the FBI can't crack. But when the team is called in to give advice on an active case—a serial killer who exclusively hunts teenagers—things begin to unravel. Working against the clock, they must turn to one of the country's most notorious incarcerated murderers for help: teenage sociopath Simon Gutmunsson. Despite Travis's objections, Emma becomes the conduit between Simon and the FBI team. But while Simon seems to be giving them the information they need to save lives, he's an expert manipulator playing a very long game...and he has his sights set on Emma.
Captivating, harrowing, and chilling, None Shall Sleep is an all-too-timely exploration of not only the monsters that live among us, but also the monsters that live inside us.
Um... okay. I'm currently trying to not get scared when I see shadows across the walls but... It ain't working. This book was, wow. That's a good description overall. It was creepy and disturbing, which is a plus (in some cases). The writing was killer (get it? *snort*), the suspense was breathtaking, the murders frightening and my goodness, Sam? He was, well, disconcerting, to say the least. Yeah, I absolutely enjoyed reading this and experiencing the character's sorrow and sadness. So will I be able to sleep now? No. Will I ever reread it? Yes. Will I do it at night? Yep. Will I regret it? Absolutely. I love how my brain works.
RATING: 🌟🌟🌟🌟⭐ 4.7
WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! ABORT IF YOU HAVEN'T READ IT YET!
Guys, this book, honest to the eyes of Aaron Warner, mentally scarred me. I literally choked on air in every interaction with Simon. My gosh was that traumatizing. Okay, let’s begin by talking about Emma. She was a warrior and everything I aspire to be. She wasn’t fearless, but she did confront those fears. Constantly. I would’ve had a panic attack if I ever had a partner as fine as Travis and someone to interview as complicated as Simon. He disgusted me (Simon, not Travis. Travis was, wow, he was everything...) his manner of speech was strange enough, his serial killer vibes were literally THERE. They were PRESENT. And ugh, he was soooo confusing. Everything was a game, everything needed to have a double meaning, everything was something else. Ya know what isn’t something else? My fist. Eat. It. Back to Emma, she had such a depressing experience with a killer, which H? (that’s all I’ll ever deign of naming him. HELL) I just want to know one thing, how attached are you to your head? Really, I want to know. She had suffered under his hands (literally and figuratively. That knocking bastion with a capital EVERYTHING), had her confidence and safety uprooted from its roots, and for reasons disturbing enough, she even cut her hair off as cause of that idiotic, moronic, MO- Alright, I'm calm, I'm calm. The way the author expressed certain situations, makes it clear she has read her fair share of Agatha Christie's novels. Like, it was insanely well-thought-out. Which sometimes, in YA mystery novels, that doesn't happen. They kinda fall short of the target, that being: leaving me highly creeped out whilst ensuring that I don't get enough sleep. As provided by previous evidence, it certainly did that. And more. It wasn’t only the writing that chilled me to the bone, it was the serial killers who stole the creepiness scale factor. And the sad thing is, it has happened. People have killed for pleasure, to take a so-called 'essence' from their victims and to feed that darkness inside them. The Butcher was an exemplary example of what NOT to be as a human being. He was absolutely disgusting. Ugh. But one of the many things that stood out, was the FBI mumbo jumbo, which I have no idea if its actually legit or not but, you go girl! It was believable, frustrating and I forgot half the terms they used throughout the novel but I guess that's kinda the point. Smartness to the max, people! *Snort* Now, talking about the characters themselves, I'll give credit where its due and will say that they were very complex. They were REAL, in a sense that made them seem vulnerable and human. At the moment, the only people that outright got on my frail nerves (besides the killers) were: Richardson or Ricardoson or Ripyourbrainout guy (y'all know exactly who I'm thinking about) that man was a pain where the sun don't shine. He was a wasp in a cotton pillow, painfully unnecessary. He was literally that person in a movie who doesn't believe the girl that's saying there's a killer in the basement and lo and behold goes down to investigate. Yes, I hated him with a vigor I didn't think I was capable of (well, I guess I kinda did. Because, hello? Paris Anderson anyone? *Searches it up* whew, I thought I had messed up back there) He was the epitome that stereotypical jock who's a jerk to everyone. Another character that killed my neurons to Mars and back was, Simon's sister. I can't seem to remember her name because I just didn't care about her. Like, she was 'genuinely' a nice person? She just had um...a suspicious past and sweetie I get that he's your brother but don't try to excuse him! Seriously, I don't even know why exactly I didn't like her. She just had this vibe, I could say? I suspected her of murder when she was first introduced in the story, there. I admit it. In books such as this, you just gotta be wary of everyone. There's a cat? He killed someone. There's an old lady with severe amnesia? She's a con artist. Fight me on that. And I think that's all the people that REALLY pissed me off. Obviously without counting Simon. Okay, I think we've spoken enough about that leech. Travis, he was my dreamboat. He was so logical and kind, without counting the fact that he had encountered a traumatic experience and still prowled through. All along the book, I was like 'Oh he did NOT', 'Who does this idiot think he is', 'This moron is carrying my nerves to the cusp of hell!'. So yes I experienced any and all emotions, during and after. I spent approximately 10 minutes staring at nothing after reading this. Which, for being a book reader is not something uncommon but it does mean the book left an impact. And it did. For better or for worse, people! Now where's my gun? I won’t go to the kitchen without it, ain't nobody killing me today. Nobody.
The killer's backstory. Man, was that *horrified shiver* ugh inducing.
The way the author did EVERYTHING.
Simon dying, oh wait. That didn't happen. So bad, so sad.
Emma's strenght was inspiring.
Travis being MY MAN. Oh wait. That didn't happen either. Author, take notes. Take notes!
P.S: The things I had to do to sleep afterwards...were...um...*cough*...sad, to say the least. Where's my H2o:Just add water fam?HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. *sob*
Why did it end like that?!?!