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The Undying by Ethan Reid
2.0

I received a free digital copy from the author/publisher via Netgalley in exchange for an honest feedback.

Jeanie is all set to go on a holiday of a lifetime in Paris when disaster strikes and the end of the world begins. In one day, Jeanie watches people die in front of her, the city of Paris destroyed and the undead stalk the streets while she also becomes a foster mother and attempts to find a safe place.

This was okay but not great by any means. For a quick, high-intensity read it definitely did the job and if you don’t think too much, you can get by with the story. I did feel like the plot was lacking a lot and I definitely didn’t get the answers I wanted by the end of the book - both about what exactly was going on and how exactly the ‘undying’ came about - like what caused them to change and mutate? Jeanie was a bit of a bland character for me - I didn’t particularly care for the flashbacks about her father. I don’t think they added anything to the story- we could have just been told Jeanie was depressed after her father’s death and left it at that. Also the bit about her randomly expressing milk within a day of adopting the baby was a bit laughable - especially for someone who had never even been pregnant before, plus someone who had had very little water or food for the day and the coming weeks. I also didn’t care for the prologue or epilogue, they probably weren’t needed and they were just there for the drama and the rape of the young girl at the end was unnecessary. This has some survival story tropes I see in all survival stories where people go violent and crazy extremely quickly and I always find it hard to imagine, though I never want to be in a situation where I find out how long it takes for people to become like that.

This did give me a more or less entertaining story and it was good for what it was which was ad adventure/survival story but definitely not one that will stick in my mind as a great book.