If there's one thing I really love about this author, and the book of course, it's the way the characters interact with each other. Wicked Gentlemen was a first insight into her writing and this book is the second and in both of them, I loved the way characters talked. The world is interesting an...
A really nice duology with an interesting fantasy setting (loved the world building .. only wished there was a map included), a thrilling storyline, lots of diverse characters and a lovely romance (somewhere on the edge between YA and adult) plus ... steampunk!!! (and horses, but I don't really c...
I couldn't really rate this book any higher because while I was interested, this book was really too short to judge. It felt like the first few chapters of a book rather than a standalone, which was disappointing. I'll have to read the other books to see how I feel about the rest. edit: I guess ...
I prefer to rate the whole saga instead each book. Personally I think that this book is very confusing at first and the freak I am, I loved it and swore to solve this puzzle. I don't really knew what to feel actually, i thought at first I was getting the story then I didn't. Most things don't rea...
Amazeballs. The best in the series so far. I have to say, the fact that there is like a 30 year age difference now between John and Kahlil is weird....Even Kahlil points out that John has been a resident of Basawar longer than he was. John is such an odd, intense character. I have not got him fi...
Belimai Sykes is many things: a Prodigal, the descendant of ancient demons, a creature of dark temptations and rare powers. He is also a man with a brutal past and a dangerous addiction. And Belimai Sykes is the only man Captain William Harper can turn to when faced with a series of grisly murder...
Saimura led John up Fountain Street. An unusual number of people seemed to be up already. In the distance, John thought he heard someone shouting. A group of six young men on bicycles sped past and then an alarm bell rang from the prison. Saimura broke into a run and John kept pace beside him. &n...
Master Ignacio hardly seemed to take notice, only giving him a hard disapproving glare as he hurried past. Kiram wasn't sure if Master Ignacio was feeling generous towards him for his success in the fencing ring or if the war master was simply too angry with the student who arrived drunk to care ...
In the depths of the night, John expected the stalls to have been locked up and the vendors to have bedded down. Instead, torches had been ignited, and oil lamps lit and hung. Fairgoers still packed the narrow avenues between the stalls, tents, and wagons. There were fewer children but far more m...
In his dreams, the walls of Vundomu collapsed around him. A desperate voice called to him. As he searched through the crumbling ruins, arcs of flames exploded through the halls. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed something white stalking him. With insectile speed, it skittered between the ju...
No mineral created that finely grained surface. Delicate ridges marked where a ligament had once attached, where the force of muscles had once flexed and strained. The cup had to be bone. Heat from the tea inside lent a living warmth. John took a quick drink of the greenis...
Then the perfume of adhil bread and butter permeated the air and he could hear his mother and Siamak discussing something about sugar out in the courtyard. He opened his eyes and gazed up at the ceiling of his own bedroom in Anacleto, a good place made better by the fact t...
But previous visions had done little to reassure him. Again and again he had watched Kyle race across the flowing dunes of the northern rift, the voracious white bulk of hungry bones persuing him as he lured them toward Ji. Their long white teeth gnashed only inches from Kyle before he disappeare...
The sun had not risen high enough to burn away last night’s chill and frost still clung to ceremonial stones and iron statues like prickly white lichen. John flexed his fingers inside his fur-lined gloves to draw a little more feeling into them. He resituated the sheepskin...
Everyone involved wanted it over with quickly. The forces, which had so dramatically converged on Vundomu, now hurried away in disorderly regiments. No banners flew. Some rashan’im didn’t even bother with formal formations. They simply packed and rode for the ships that would carry them downriver...
The men and women remained separate and Ravishan was invited in to observe before he joined the practice himself. Both groups were winnowed down to the best fighters in the Warren. One hundred and sixty men clustered into the training hall with John. The heat of their bodies radiated through the ...
John shifted in the elegant velvet-backed chair. It was too small for his big frame. He stood up and slowly paced the ornately gilded hall. He wanted more time. Another week. He and Ravishan had just begun to explore Nurjima. They had visited only a few of the brightly-pai...