Blue
Fire
Angela
Castle
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BLURB:
A
war has left his people on the brink of extinction; Drystan Commander of the
King's Warriors will turn to any means necessary to save his people.
Jane,
an ordinary woman of Earth, falls into the strange land of muscle bound, sword
wielding men, unlike she has ever seen and what's worse they seem to want her!
Could
this woman be the savior of their people? Savior or not Drystan knows what he
wants, and he wants Jane.
As
the passion starts to sizzle evil forces threaten to tear them apart, can
Drystan hold onto the woman not only he needs but his people?
Crystal
City
Land
of the Kell
Claws dug into Drystan's arm. He swung his blade round his head, twisting
his large body. Drystan, the commander of the Kell army, kicked high into the
lizard-like man's underbelly then shoved the body away. The Drac Scoull left
bloody scratch marks as it was hurtled onto its back. Drystan did not hesitate,
his blade sunk all the way into the exposed side of the Scoull's armour. The
enemy gave a high pitched squeal, its body convulsing in its death throes. He
yanked the blade out and ran forward to the next target; blood and adrenaline
coursed through his system. His heart, full of anguish and rage, pounded so
hard against his ribs he feared it would explode. So many Drac Scoulls in the
way.
The screams of the women echoed around him. Oh, by the gods. He fought not for his
life but for theirs. The city had been left unguarded; the Drac Scoulls had
stormed the inner city. In and out of every home they had gone. Drystan had
witnessed them dragging out the women, the helpless babes, the young girls, to
slaughter them. The streets were running red with their blood.
The army had been too
far away, lured out to battle by Norlac, ruler of the Drac. Adalardo, King of
the Kells, had seized the opportunity to end the war once and for all. Every
able-bodied man had marched on the Drac fortress.
The Drac were like a swarm of insects moving in
every direction. Drystan leapt over the body of an adolescent girl. His blade
again hitting its mark; another Scoull's head went flying. His hard, muscled
body ached from exertion and was dripping with sweat; his body armour was
splattered with blood. He battled, until there were none left to kill.
"That has to be the entire Drac army,"
panted Melor, who had been fighting a step behind him.
"Go, keep searching. Do not rest until we
know every Scoull is dead. May the gods have spared some of our women from this horror."
Melor nodded, racing off. Adalardo came hurtling
around the corner on the back of his stag; his own face dark with
the same anguished rage Drystan was feeling.
"Drystan, to the palace!
There are still Scoulls inside." He bolted towards the Palace
gate tower. Drystan raced behind his King. He hoped and prayed there were some still alive.
Angela Castle’s Blue Fire is a
fabulous short novel that had me entertained the whole way through.
Lila for Two Lips Reviews
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