Showing posts with label battle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label battle. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Blog Tour: Raven's Eye by Adam Gowan




Adam Gowans is the youngest of five Air Force brats, out of which his siblings have voted him the weirdest. He loves anything that deals with stories, including movies, novels, television dramas, music, video games, manga/manhwa, and webtoons.

In his mid-twenties, he lived and taught English in South Korea for four years before returning to the States to live, like many LDS authors, in Utah.

His first novel is On Angelic Wings, which has a planned sequel, but the sequel will be released after two other novels that are calling for his attention.





Ever since magic caused his mother's death, Ha-Neul, crown prince of Balhae, hates witches and the magic they wield. He has instituted harsh laws against all magic users.


Lisa is a young witch working undercover as a servant in his palace, hoping to gain freedom for her people. The last thing the two expect is to fall in love. But when Ha-Neul learns that Lisa is not only a witch, but the daughter of the Prince of Vires, land of witches, he banishes her. Distracted by heartbreak, he is caught off-guard by a military coup.

In hiding and on the run, Ha-Neul swallows his pride and travels with his siblings to Vires, planning to beg Lisa's aid, only to learn that she has mysteriously vanished.

Now his only hope in reclaiming his kingdom and reuniting with Lisa lies in the remote Northern Mountains, a country no one has ever penetrated and rumored home of a powerful magic source. There, Ha-Neul learns that a being powerful beyond comprehension has been carefully guiding his destiny. But if Ha-Neul can't let go of his hatred of all things magic, and accept the new path offered to him, it will mean the destruction of his entire world.





Raven's Eye is an interesting mix of Sci-Fi and Fantasy about two lovers separated by beliefs and social status. Ha-Neul is the prince, essentially, of the kingdom of Balhea, but he has a hatred for witches stemming from a childhood tragedy. The girl he loves, Lisa, is the daughter of the current ruler of Vires, and is also a witch. When he finds out, after courting her favor, he banishes her. Not soon after, one of the more prestigious military commanders of a division of his armies stages a coup and he and his family have to run for their lives.

The plot thickens when he learns more about his own past than he cares for, leading to some interesting plot twists as he tries to find his estranged love by following her to Vires, only to learn that she's disappeared. After getting the idea to try and take back his kingdom, and to find Lisa, Ha-Neul and his family head to the Northern Mountains, a place of mystery. There, they learn there's a lot more going on than they supposed and it just goes on from there.

This story has a lot of potential. The first half of the book, or at least the first third all came from Lisa's point of view and how she hated the prince, until she's encouraged to get to know him, and then she comes to love him. The perspective changes when we see Ha-Neul try to court her, which is successful, until he realizes she's a witch, then he kicks her to the curb like any spoiled brat might, though there's more to it than that.
And then the rest of it is us following along as he tries to figure out how to take back his kingdom, gain the trust of the people he's persecuted most of his life, and generally get his life back together in time to go to war against the usurpers, which is where this book ends.

Apparently there will be a sequel to finish this all out, which would have been nice to know, because all I really wanted was to see if he and Lisa could put their differences aside and get back together. Unfortunately, there are conditions attached to that which require him to basically take back his kingdom to maintain balance in a grand scheme we don't really know much about.

There are a lot of different foreign names, titles, and terms in this book. It's great that the author provided a glossary of sorts for all these terms, but when reading it became confusing because some of those terms are really similar to each other, and there are apparently at least three or four different languages everyone keeps switching between, though I can only guess that it's because each is a dialect used only in certain social circles. But even with that glossary, there were a lot of terms where I was just like "screw it, I'm just going to pretend I know what it's saying and go with it," because there are so many of them, and it was easier than referencing the glossary every time I came across a term I wasn't sure about.

The story was intriguing, but I don't know that I will pick up the sequel when it comes out, mainly because I felt robbed not knowing this was the start of a series to begin with. I give this four out of five stars.


I voluntarily read and reviewed an ARC of this book.




10 Fun Facts

1. I love chocolate. I always have a stash of Lindor Truffles and Reese’s, my favorite Reese’s being the large Easter’ eggs and Christmas trees. I also eat chocolate every day, sometimes with all three meals.
2. I only buy the physical copies of books that I really like. All my other copies are digital. I started doing this after I moved to South Korea and had very limited living space.
3. I spent a few hundred dollars collecting all of the single volumes of the manga Skip Beat! while I lived in South Korea. I still buy the new volumes as they come out and read each new chapter online every month.
4. I like to cook, but I prefer cooking when it’s for more people than just me; otherwise, I cook simple meals.
5. My favorite video game series is Kingdom Hearts. I own multiple copies off the main games. However, my favorite standalone (which is standalone for now) is Horizon Zero Dawn.
6. I own four of the Harry Potter books with the original British covers (1, 3, 5, and 6) because I was given them while I lived in South Korea, but sadly can’t afford to try to buy the others.
7. Weird fact: I have seven moles on my right arm that form a dipper.
8. I was a bad student in university. I hardly ever did the reading assigned for my English classes. I always preferred to read a novel of my own choosing. Then I skimmed whatever reading was appropriate for the essays I wrote for class.
9. Though my two novels are Sci Fi/Fantasy, I very rarely read that genre anymore.
10. I’ll hold conversations with myself as different characters. It helps me hear their voice better and get to know them more.







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Thursday, May 31, 2018

New Book: The Nameless Soldier by Annie Douglass Lima



The Nameless Soldier is book 4 in the Annals of Alasia young adult fantasy series. Haven't read all (or any) of the others? That's okay! The books can be read in any order, and each one can stand on its own.

Description:

What do you do when you’re the only survivor?

Nineteen-year-old Tarvic bears the name of a mighty hero from Alasia’s past. However, the young soldier feels anything but heroic when he regains consciousness to find himself the lone survivor of a brutal attack by invaders from the neighboring kingdom. 

Forced to leave his identity behind, Tarvic is thrust into civilian life in the role of protector to three war orphans. When the four of them encounter a mysterious stranger, he must choose between keeping the young girls safe and taking on a mission that could help free his kingdom. Can Tarvic live up to his noble name and find a way to balance his duty and his dreams?


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Not sure if you'll like the story or not? Take a look at the first chapter and see!



The Nameless Soldier
Chapter One

      
Tarvic woke to the sound of a distant yell, abruptly silenced. He pushed his blankets aside and sat up, puzzled, but heard only the light patter of rain on the canvas. “What was that?”
Drevel, his roommate in the barracks and tentmate out on campaigns like this, stirred and rolled over. “What?”
“I heard something. Someone shouting.”
“It’s probably just another drill.” But Drevel sat up too, shoving his own blankets away, as Tarvic crawled over and untied the tent flap.
A blast of wintry air and raindrops greeted him as he leaned out, peering across the tent-studded hillside. Clouds hid the moon and stars, and on every side the thick dark of the forest leaned in from the edges of the large clearing. But the telltale flickering light of distant torches sent shadows leaping over tents and across the open spaces between them. Why would someone be using torches out here? Any soldier in camp had easy access to lanterns among the supplies.
Something was wrong. Very wrong. Tarvic pulled back into the tent and yanked on his breeches and jacket.
They both heard the next yell, closer this time, and then the unmistakable clash of swords. Both men snatched up their own swords, jamming their feet into their boots and fumbling for shields. From all around them, shouts of alarm erupted as men in their company woke up.
And then the enemy was upon them. Horses exploded through the camp, trampling tents and the soldiers just crawling out of them. Riders leaned low off their mounts’ backs, swinging swords and waving torches.
Halfway out of his tent, Tarvic threw himself flat on his face to avoid a slash that would probably have decapitated him. He scrambled to his feet, only to be knocked off them again by a blow that he barely caught on his shield.
Light, shadows, horses, blades, rain. Chaos raged through the clearing to the sound of crashing metal, pounding hooves, shouts of challenge and desperation. Tarvic regained his feet and fought as best he could from the ground while enemy riders thundered around him. Dodging and ducking, he aimed for the men’s legs and tried to keep out from under their horses’ hooves. With no idea who he was fighting or why, his only goal to stay alive for the next heartbeat, he dodged and darted through the tumult looking for spots where horses and enemy swords weren’t. All around him, men fought and ran and crumpled to lie as limply as the trampled tents.
Slipping and stumbling in the mud, Tarvic felt a surge of satisfaction as his sword met flesh and an enemy yelled in pain. And then the man wheeled his horse and charged back toward him, and Tarvic turned to flee.
He tripped on something soft that groaned. Pain shot through Tarvic’s wrist as he caught his fall, and only a quick roll saved him from being trampled as the man’s horse cantered over him.
Its rider wheeled again, and Tarvic rose to his knees, barely raising his shield in time to protect his face. The force of the blow threw him backward, jarring his already sore wrist.
Another horse leaped over him, and Tarvic cried out in pain as a hoof struck him on the shoulder. He stumbled to his feet, ducking low to present as small a target as possible, and ran through the melee.
He saw fewer people on foot now, more obstacles in the mud. Was it cowardly to flee from a battle you couldn’t win? Nothing in Tarvic’s eight months in the military had prepared him for this. Not counting occasional minor border skirmishes, the kingdom of Alasia hadn’t seen an actual war in six generations. Besides routine patrols, city peacekeeping, and the frequent drills and training, the military’s primary duties involved escorting merchant wagons through robber-frequented stretches of rural highway and keeping an eye on the sections of coastline where seafaring raiders were known to attack. Tarvic had never fought in a battle that involved more than a handful of opponents at a time, and none of those opponents had been anywhere near this organized — or this deadly.
If we escape, we can regroup somewhere safer and — A hard blow to the back knocked him to the ground again as another horse pounded over him. Giving up all pretense of courage, Tarvic scrambled to his feet once more and fled for the edge of the clearing and the relative safety of the trees beyond. I can’t do anything here. They’re going to slaughter us all!
He was practically there when another rider appeared in front of him, leaning low with sword outstretched. Tarvic almost impaled himself on the blade, raising his shield just in time. He fought back frantically as the man slashed, swinging his weapon again and again. I need my horse! Military training had included nothing about how to fight a mounted enemy from the ground. But Lightning was tethered in the row of makeshift stalls on the far side of the camp, probably prancing restlessly under his blanket and wondering why his rider didn’t come to spur him into battle.
Tarvic didn’t even see the blow that almost killed him. His ears barely registered the thudding of more galloping hooves from behind, nearly drowned out by the rain and the sounds of battle. But the world exploded in light and pain as something struck the back of his head harder than anything had ever hit him before.
He lurched forward, feeling his sword drop from limp fingers. Managing two steps before his legs buckled, he was just conscious enough to recognize the urgent need to crawl. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Or they’ll kill you out here. That was the only thought left in his mind as he pulled himself toward the concealing shadows behind the line of tree trunks. And then even that faded, giving way to darkness.

Want to know what happens to Tarvic? Click here to purchase the book and find out!


About the Author:


Annie Douglass Lima spent most of her childhood in Kenya and later graduated from Biola University in Southern California. She and her husband Floyd currently live in Taiwan, where she teaches fifth grade at Morrison Academy. She has been writing poetry, short stories, and novels since her childhood, and to date has published seventeen books (four YA action and adventure novels, five fantasies, a puppet script, six anthologies of her students’ poetry, and a Bible verse coloring and activity book). Besides writing, her hobbies include reading (especially fantasy and science fiction), scrapbooking, and international travel.















Saturday, May 5, 2018

Official Book Tour: Tarragon - Dragon Bane by Karlie Lucas





The Revenants are coming. 

Only recently woken from their centuries' long slumber, the dragons are unprepared to face them. But when a legend is uncovered, revealing the existence of a lost tribe of mages, hope flickers to life. 

The race is on as Tyler Durand and Anwen Kaida rush to find this missing tribe while the others prepare for their last stand. But time and numbers are against them, and Anwen fears that even if they find the lost mages, it will be too late. 







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Karlie Lucas is a preschool teacher by day and a writer/artist by night.

A graduate of Southern Utah University, Karlie received a B.A. in Creative Writing, with a minor in art. She is a member of Sigma Tau Delta, The International English Honor Society, as well as ANWA, the American Night Writers Association.

Karlie is interested in all things magical and mysterious, especially elves and dragons. She is an avid fan of J.R.R. Tolkien and J.K. Rowling.

When not writing, Karlie can often be found drawing, baking, watching her favorite old school shows, or just spending time with her family.

She currently resides in Dallas, Texas with her husband and a cat named Kally



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Excerpt



“Crap!” Walter uttered as he bent to retrieve the upside down box. Its hinges strained in protest. The velvet insert fell from inside as he picked up the object. A folded piece of parchment fell. The two pieces of wood had sandwiched it in place until now.
Putting the broken box aside, Walter picked up the yellowing paper. It crackled but didn’t break. “Hello,” he said as he felt the hand-pulped paper. “What’s this?” Using extreme care, he placed the parchment on the desk near the window and unfolded it. His eyes widened as he did.
The ink had aged to a mix of brown and black, but there was no mistaking the contents. A map of the continent sprawled across the space. He could tell by the depicted topography that it was at least several generations old. The details were sparse in areas. Despite that, it provided more than enough to identify major points of interest. Upon further inspection, Walter saw an inscription had been added to the upper corner.
“Double crap!” Walter almost ripped the page refolding it. “Tyler needs to see this.”
 




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