CURSE OF ASHMEDEI
Michal Snaerravn
Genre: Epic Fantasy
About the Book:
The Black Star approaches, heralding the cataclysm of Hell's Gate. The pawns on the chessboard have played the opening gambits as the Races vie for its power. Amnon, a young Demonblood consumed by revenge, finds himself drawn into a maelstrom of treacherous alliances and primeval magic. With a price on his head and outmanoeuvred by Druids and Trollbloods at every turn, he can't survive alone. An ancient Lycan who has lost his humanity is the only one he can trust.
My Review:
Curse of Ashmedei is a gripping epic fantasy. I was immersed in Amnon's quest to locate and take down those who are green tinted. As he moves along in his journey, he discovers things aren't quite what they seem. the opening of Hell's Gate adds another layer to this complex story. Amnon needs allies if he is to survive the changing landscape.
I really enjoyed Curse of Ashmedei. The author did a wonderful job setting the stage, creating the characters, and providing a very descriptive backdrop for the story. The worldbuilding kept me engaged and I felt like I was on the adventures with Amnon.
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Read an Excerpt:
The sun began to slip behind the ragged slope, staining the wisps of clouds surrounding the peak in blood red.
It was late summer, and the bitter katabatic wind was making its way down the slope, rustling a few dying leaves, and chilling my bones. A lone peregrine falcon drew lazy spirals high above the erratic maze of rocks and boulders, looking for the unwary marmot that enjoyed the evening sun just a bit too long. Crouched, I carefully studied nearly invisible tracks. It was the same company I had been trailing for weeks now, consisting of an armored party of more than a dozen men and women. The tracks wound along the steep slope and entered the open scree. Soon their trail would be lost in the jumble of jagged rocks and Troll-sized boulders. I hesitated, my tail twitching as it usually did when I was annoyed. The path they were on faced directly against the sun as it dipped into the glacial valley. I knew the valley well, and it was perfect for an all-too-easy ambush. I suspected the company had already detected my presence, and it would be foolish to tempt fate, especially when facing a dozen armed men … headed by a Druid, no less.
Meet the Author:
Michal Snaerravn is an outdoor enthusiast, an aficionado of the martial arts, and, above all, a sci-fi/fantasy nerd. A fan of all the timeless fantasy classics, he is eager to share his imagination: "Living in seven distinct cultures and reading hundreds of novels in four languages inspired a fantasy world that had to be revealed." He considers novel writing not for the timid, or for selling a million copies; it is for those who have a vision to share. "Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead!"
The sun began to slip behind the ragged slope, staining the wisps of clouds surrounding the peak in blood red.
It was late summer, and the bitter katabatic wind was making its way down the slope, rustling a few dying leaves, and chilling my bones. A lone peregrine falcon drew lazy spirals high above the erratic maze of rocks and boulders, looking for the unwary marmot that enjoyed the evening sun just a bit too long. Crouched, I carefully studied nearly invisible tracks. It was the same company I had been trailing for weeks now, consisting of an armored party of more than a dozen men and women. The tracks wound along the steep slope and entered the open scree. Soon their trail would be lost in the jumble of jagged rocks and Troll-sized boulders. I hesitated, my tail twitching as it usually did when I was annoyed. The path they were on faced directly against the sun as it dipped into the glacial valley. I knew the valley well, and it was perfect for an all-too-easy ambush. I suspected the company had already detected my presence, and it would be foolish to tempt fate, especially when facing a dozen armed men … headed by a Druid, no less.
Meet the Author:
Michal Snaerravn is an outdoor enthusiast, an aficionado of the martial arts, and, above all, a sci-fi/fantasy nerd. A fan of all the timeless fantasy classics, he is eager to share his imagination: "Living in seven distinct cultures and reading hundreds of novels in four languages inspired a fantasy world that had to be revealed." He considers novel writing not for the timid, or for selling a million copies; it is for those who have a vision to share. "Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead!"
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