Escaping... One Book @ a Time: *Review, Giveaway & Excerpt* Waterproof by Amber Garr

Welcome to my stop on the Waterproof tour!! I am so happy to be a part of this

N/A Dystopian Novel & I hope you all look into it!! Also don't miss the giveaway

at the end <3

Release Date: September 19, 2013
Published By: Createspace
Length: 258 pages
Review Copy: Paperback, provided by Author for honest review

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Dying of thirst is the new reality.

Five years after the last drop of clean water disappeared, global societies collapsed and nuclear war shattered all hope of recovery. In a place now only a skeleton of its former self, survivors fight to avoid capture by the government. Forced to work in factories that produce the only drinking water available, those who go in, never come out.

Zach and Vivienne have lived as deserters since they were teenagers. Fighting amongst their own and scrounging for the necessities of life, they’ve learned to rely on each other in every way. Yet when tragedy strikes and the true objectives of the government facility are revealed, their world is ripped apart. A fate once thought to hold their demise may be the sole answer to their survival. Who can they trust? Who can they believe?

In this life, it pays to be waterproof.

Disclaimer: Waterproof is a new adult dystopian with sex, violence, and language that may not be suitable for a younger audience.

Sometimes it is hard to switch into a new world with an author, especially when you loved the characters and the world from the series that made you love the author. However, with Amber Garr I knew that it would be easy, seamless even. Her writing has a way of drawing you in and the flow is always wonderful. I would be lying if I didn't admit that the phenomenal cover attracted me right from the start but it was the writing and creativity that has me in awe once again. This was so much better than I had anticipated by the time I finished.

The world without any drinkable water, is a far cry from a stretch. We take constant advantage of the supplies we just assume will always be there. Garr explores what will happen when that runs out, what will people do to survive. Turns out that desperation will make us go to lengths that would make us cringe now. Worry not though because there are still people out there that have standards and humanity, even if humanity has been redefined. Sometimes you have to kill or be killed in this new and broken world and if that is what it takes to survive people will do it. What was best about this is that Garr does not just dump it all on you but she sets the need to survive in every step, every page. The world is set up and executed with perfection that is hard to reach sometimes.

I can not express all the ways that I love Vee. She is different and self sufficient but that does not mean that she doesn't want someone that she can count on. Admittedly I would not want to be on the wrong end of her sword (all I could thing was Kill Bill... seriously!) and she has no problems doing what needs to be done. This is not something that she loves doing but when it is do or die, she picks do. Vee does not really have a downfall that I can think of, even when something that would be easy was dangled in her face she would rather fight for what she wanted. I also seriously admire the fact that she did't create a love triangle. Quite simply put this amazing girl had her heart set on one guy, even when he was not there. I could honestly go on about her but I really want you to read about her and figure out the rest of the reasons that this girl kicks ass!!

I easily fell in love with Zach. He hides a lot from everyone but thanks to Amber Garr, we get a good look into who he is when the POV shifts to him. That's right this is a dual POV novel and one is from the guy. You know I have mad love for that! Anyway Zach has known Vee for years and though neither of them have ever had anymore than a friendship with each other it is clear that he cares for her. Not only does he care but he respects and admires her!!! He doesn't always think things through but he does always have the best of intentions. When push comes to shove though this is a guy that I want on my side and fighting with. I mean he is not the bad boy but he sure isn't the boy next door!

You want to know my one complaint about this book is? It ended... I know childish right?! Because, honestly Garr's writing was superb as always, with amazing characters and a seamless world that ties it all in together. If you are a fan of dystopian but want something that has a little more of an adult feel this book is not to be missed.Personally I will am already waiting for the next book and this one just came out!!

Water. Wars were fought and lost over it. People died. Billions of humans perished in the days leading up to the end. And now I risked my life for a mere eight litres because we'd used the last natural drop of clean water on the planet five years ago.

The boy that had tried to protect me now cowered behind my own trembling frame, accepting our fate and dealing with the emotion of our impending death.

I swallowed hard and gripped my knife until my nails dug into my palm. Even though I knew what might happen when deserters were collected, I didn't want to admit this is what would happen to Vee.

Vivienne yelled out and I whipped my head around to see what happened. The last man standing held an impressive hunting knife in his hand, while Vivienne had a fresh cut on her arm. Still, she held steady, sword gripped tightly in front of her, legs in a fighting stance.

Something stirred inside of me at the sight. Time slowed when I watched her wield the sword like an ancient warrior. It was hard to imagine that just a few years ago we were in high school worrying about football games and which party to go to on the weekend. Now we stayed in abandoned houses, scrounged for water, and spent most of our lives running. If things had been different, Vivienne and I would be graduating college this year. I had plans to go into medicine, and she wanted to be a vet. Funny how those dreams seemed so far away now.

A loud thump echoed through the now darkened night. She almost fell to the ground with the amount of momentum needed to decapitate the man. He dropped to his knees like a sinner begging for mercy, head rolling further down the hill. My stomach fluttered with admiration and annoyance.

“I didn’t need your help,” I said to her, getting up on my feet and trying not to wince at my injuries.

“Sure,” she huffed. Ripping her bandana off her face she tore it in two. “Here, wrap that up.” She nodded toward the tear in my sleeve and I stubbornly yanked the cloth out of her hand.

“I had everything under control,” I said between clenched teeth. It was the only way to mask the pain. “How did you know where to find me?”

“I followed the girly shrieks,” she said without missing a beat. I looked down at her in time to see a smirk pull at the corner of her mouth. “Let me do it.”

Once again, I allowed Vivienne to rescue me. It killed every part of that male ego inside, but I knew she’d let me do the same for her. In fact, I had. We always saved each other.

“Ow,” I said when she tightened the bandana a little too rough around my arm.

“Stop being a baby.”

“Stop showing off your man strength.”

She pulled even tighter but let a small laugh escape. I sucked in a breath at that sound, realizing how close I’d come to never hearing it again.

“Are you hurt anywhere else?” she asked, turning me around and patting her hands along my body. I froze, trying to ignore how comforting her touch felt. We’d been friends for years, and she was the only person in this world I trusted. Why had I risked so much for this run?

I stepped away from her, not liking where my thoughts were headed. “I’m fine,” I mumbled. “Stop mothering me.”

“I wouldn’t have to if you’d listen to me.” She stopped in front of my face and stared me down. I stood a little over six feet tall and she was just a few inches shorter. Together with that glare, almost any man would cower under her. “Was it worth it?”

“Huh?”

“The water. How much did you get?”

I hung my head in embarrassment. “I had eight, but they shot through one. So six, I guess.”

“Six bottles?” She looked impressed.

“No, six liters.” Silence.

“You just made me kill three men for six liters of water?”

I shuffled my feet. “You only killed two.”

She reached out so quickly, I couldn’t defend myself. Both hands pushed against my chest and I stumbled back, falling to the ground.

“I could make it three,” she hissed. “I should kill you for your stupidity alone.”