When Liv Constantine has a new book out, it’s an instant pre-order from me! She’s the queen of the domestic thriller (and I love that they are usually set in the NYC/Connecticut area, always with rich women and men behaving badly). Annabelle Reyolds has a seemingly perfect life in suburban Connecticut. A doting doctor husband, two beautiful daughters, and a successful career that she loves. Everything is wonderful until she starts having crazy, upsetting nightmares. And when parts of each nightmare begin to come true, she realizes she might be having premonitions. The dreams get more and more bizarre and scary: a man who isn’t her husband, her daughter getting injured. When she dreams that her daughter Scarlett is in imminent danger (as more and more from the dreams comes true), she struggles to figure out what she can and cannot control. This one is a real nailbiter (and, surprisingly, tender!). It keeps you on your toes as we go back to Annabelle’s younger life (and the man she loved before her husband), and we see things from her daughter’s perspective (as she makes terrible choices). I couldn’t put it down and devoured it in a few sittings.
