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Only The Few Available from May 1st – Amazon.com

Corporal Catherine Hyde, and the squad she’s attached to, are sent on a mission to find survivors of bomb attacks that have devastated most of the British Isles. Everything starts to go wrong when the whole squad are captured by cannibalistic Cavers, or killed by the scavengers that follow in the Cavers wake. Hyde is the only one to escape death at their hands, and she makes it her mission to carry out the orders her unit had been given. Her task is met with danger wherever she goes, but it won’t stop her from completing her objective…getting a handful of survivors back to the main bomb shelter back in London.

 

Reviews:

My review for the wonderful E.M. Swift-Hook’s ‘Trust a Few’:

Trust A Few by E.M. Swift-Hook

E.M. Swift-Hook does it again! Her story telling jumps out and hits you in the smacker, full force.

In this first book of 3 of the second ‘Fortune’s Fool’s’ trilogy ‘Huruspex’, we are confronted with some familiar faces, Avilon Ravid and Durban Chola. Then there are some ‘not so’ familiar faces, Jaz Baldrick and Charity Sweetling…and the enigma that is ‘Shame Cullen’, and it is Shame Cullen that brings them all together. Each character’s story is intricately woven and each have their little quirks.

Avilon Ravid has been released from his service from the specials after 5 years forced service. He has no memory of his past life, only what he’s been told be the coalition. Jaz Baldrick was like a brother to him, and had been discharged a little beforehand. Avilon makes it his mission to find Jaz, getting caught up in the trappings of Shame Cullen along the way.

Trust is always an issue as the story goes forward. Making you wonder, who can be trusted in the first place. It is gripping, and brutal in places… and has an ending that leaves you wanting more…I love the way the author ends her books… crafty =D.

If you like Space Opera’s, add this book to your list. You’ll regret it if you don’t.

5*****

If you like Hard SciFi, you’ll love ‘Stormhaven Rising’ by Eric Michael Craig

Stormhaven Rising by Eric Michael Craig

Stormhaven Rising is a multifaceted story based around the prospect of an Asteroid hitting the earth at breakneck speed, and the lengths that could be taken if something like that were to happen. The story is told from several prospective’s, from a political and scientific stand point.

The plot was slightly reminiscent, and please don’t judge me for comparing a book to a film (or films, in this case), but it reminded me of a cross between Deep Impact and Armageddon…but only in places.

There was a fair bit of dialogue in this story, which was really well done. I love a book with a great dialogue and this one ticked all the boxes. I have to say, this is probably the longest book i’ve ever read, but by no means was it boring…in fact, it was the complete opposite. I found it difficult to put down, but I knew I would get the sack if I didn’t XD.

Long story short, if you like epic, well written Sci-fi novels, with the odd reference to Star Trek…yes, I did notice the references =)…then you’ll love this book.

5*****

Saucy fantasy at its best:

Ramatel's Vow by Joel Crofoot

Good vs Evil and a struggle with feelings!

Again, the angels find themselves fighting demons. This time they have to try and save babies from a solstic sacrifice. In between all of this, Ramatel, a fallen angel trying to adjust to life outside of hell is flung into disarray when Clara enters his life. She is sent to him by the Father as part of a penance. As time goes on, their relationship gets stronger.

The story revolves around redemption, love and loss… and the ever present demons. There are some good fights scenes and good sex scenes…hot, hot, hot!

The book itself is really well written. Fast paced and action packed. The characters are well thought out and structured. I recommend this to anyone who likes a bit of a genre mixture…as the has several rolled into one.

5*****

The Leshy by N.C. Stow

Another great folk lore tale!

Another great little tale from a very talented author. What I like about short stories is the fact that the twists at the end are epic…and this is no exception to the rule. This a sweet little tale set in Winter, based around Russian folk lore. It’ll grab you and pull you in from the very beginning, and watch out for that ending.

5*****

 

Voopyre by N.C. Stow

A foreboding tale based around Russian folklore!

This story is based around Russian folklore. It tells of a girl/woman, called Zlata, who has been put into such a position, that there is no escaping what was in store for her. The lengths she had to go to to save her village from the ‘Voopyre’. The moral of this story is never trust the spirit called beast master. He will take everything from you from doing one favour.

All in all, I loved this short, foreboding tale. It was well written, had a nice twist at the end.

I recommend it wholeheartedly.

5*****

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White Christmas

Made me smile!

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Minna was sitting on her grandfather’s lap. They had eaten supper and now they were watching the sky spit shards of ice onto the frozen fields.
“Gramps,” she asked softly, “what’s a white Christmas?”
“A white Christmas is one where there is snow on the ground.”
“Have you ever seen such a thing?”
“No, I have never. I’m eighty-four years old and I’ve only seen snow twice in my life.”
Minna thought for a long time, then asked. “What’s snow?”
Gramps grunted as he marshalled his thoughts. “It’s frozen rain.”
“Like hail and ice storms?”
“No. Not a bit like that. It’s white and it’s soft and it makes everything look beautiful.”
“I wish I could see that.”
Gramps rested his chin on her head. “I wish you could see it too.”
They were quiet for a long moment then he lifted his head and spoke again. “There’s another thing…

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A Bite of… Diane Morrison

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Q1: What kind of institution would you most like to be named after you?

I think I’d like a library named after me. I think reading is the most important skill we can possibly learn. They tend to save that for Presidents and the like, though, so my hopes aren’t high!

Q2: Which common technology we have today do you consider to be the most harmful?

I guess that depends on your definition of “common technology.” If you mean “commonly understood,” then I’d have to say that nuclear tech still wins hands down. Nothing else yet that we know of could destroy everything in a single, horrible moment. Even superbugs have medicines usually. But if we’re talking about “commonly used technology,” I’m going for the cell phone. We have already raised an entire generation with social anxiety because they don’t know how to talk to each other in person, and…

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Friday Friends – from The Vigil by Diane Morrison

This is a blog worth following.

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He woke with a start. Glancing all around him, getting his bearings, he realized it was still dark, and most of his travelling companions still slept. Piper, with her mouth agape, was snoring and drooling, as usual. Above him, the sky was a canopy of brilliant starstuff. The Milky Way painted a brilliant stripe across the sky. In the distance, the wind was still blowing over the hollow pipes of the Ancients, like ghosts blowing on bottles.
His father was the one keeping the watch. Colin Walsh sat up on Emma’s carriage with his rifle across his lap. He nodded to Graeme when he saw him sit up.
Graeme crawled out of his bedroll and rubbed at his arms. Cold tonight, which wasn’t a surprise, considering how clear it was. He threw his duster and hat on, picked up his gunbelt, and climbed up to sit beside his father. “What…

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Tegwyth – from ‘Midwinter Miracle’

If you haven’t read this author’s books, you really need to.

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Midwinter Miracle

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It was Midwinter.

Tegwyth reminded herself of that. A time for celebrating that the longest season had finally turned on its pivot and the warmth of summer, though short-lived, would come again. A time for gifts to be given and feasts to be eaten. In past years she had been given gifts by the owner of the caravan – her owner – trinkets to wear, bangles for her wrists and ankles, a fine scarf to protect her hair and pull over her face, keeping the dust from her nose and mouth, as it was thrown up by the caravan on the road. She had been pampered and cosseted, well treated and cared for. She had even believed she was loved.

Then last Midwinter she had become a gift.

She had seen it coming from the moment his true-born child had started speaking venom – one who would…

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