I admit that the cover art compelled me to buy this book. I struggled with the Mistborn-like magic system but, despite thinking I wouldn't, I started to get into the story. I like Taniel, I think Ka-Poel is brilliant - a mute with plenty of dialogue nicely done. All in all it was good. To bring i...
I will say I did enjoy this book. Much like the first book, this did have a lot of...oh let's say familiar characters and places from other novels such as the mention of a large chain across a river. Dispite the similarities it is it's own story and a good one at that. Very fast paced, exciting a...
Brian McClellan’s debut novel, Promise of Blood, shows epic promise. One of the most well targeted complaints against it, however, is that the female characters are poorly drawn and tangential to the main story. This includes Vlora, who exists in Promise of Blood primarily to set up Taniel’s st...
Lovely little story set in the world of The Powder Mage. The main character is one of Tamas's captains - Verundish - whose husband threatens to sell their daughter into slavery if she doesn't give him divorce, something she cannot do due to personal and religious reasons. She thinks the only way ...
Aside from the abysmal narration of the audio version of this novella, I enjoyed it quite a bit. This is the first of a series of novellas that preclude the Powder mage series and deals with Erica's first encounters with other powder mages and smuggling them into Adipest. It introduces us to an e...
The weather as cold and blustery, but the sun shone through the chapel’s stained-glass windows and warmed the pews and altar. Upon the latter sat an urn decorated in gold and silver leaf. Adamat entered the chapel, careful not to let the door slam behind him, and turned to...
The small graveyard with its high brick walls cast deep shadows in the moonlight, but a sprinkling of black powder on her tongue gave her catlike vision. Powder mage sorcery enhanced her senses, calmed her nerves, sharpened her reflexes, but right now she just wished it would help her forget.Vlor...
Her head drooped and she had to wrap the reins around her hands to keep them from slipping from stiff fingers as she rode. Every inch of her body throbbed from the pain of running and riding, and she wanted nothing more than to lie down in the grass, wet though it was with morning dew, and sleep....
The field of honor was an hour’s ride outside of Adopest, the capital of Adro. The wheat had been harvested and the ground lay bare but for the chaff and trampled stalk. In the distance, a farmer and his wife stood outside their stone-walled hovel and watched as Tamas’s second, and the second of ...