Showing posts with label Legend of the Iron Flower. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Legend of the Iron Flower. Show all posts

Friday, November 14, 2014

"Iron Bloom (Legend of the Iron Flower)" by Billy Wong

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Iron Bloom
(Legend of the Iron Flower)
by Billy Wong



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Description
The tale of an epic warrior torn between the power of the sword and her longing for a peaceful life.
A young woman with a kind heart and extraordinary constitution, Rose becomes a warrior to better the world. Despite the wealth and fame she wins as one of the greatest champions of her time, the bloody reality of her new life is nothing like her ideal dream. She yearns for a chance to escape the violence.
She finds that chance in Ethan, the leader of an altruistic pacifist group. But when a barbarian horde invades their kingdom, Rose knows that she can make a difference by taking up her sword again. Will her need to protect her homeland cost her the man she loves?
Iron Bloom is a full length novel intended for both adults and older teens. It is the first in the Iron Flower series.

Excerpt
It was the glint of sun off steel that caught her eye.  Rose stopped, basket of freshly picked herbs in hand, and stared into the Whit family's barn door through which she had seen that misplaced sliver of light.  While metal was common enough on a farm, most farming tools were made of dull iron, and Rose had only seen light reflected so sharply off honed steel—like a sword blade.  Inside the barn, she thought she glimpsed a bulky shape, moving with stealth and speed.  A thief?
Her first thought was to run for help.  But how long would it take to get back?  Likely too long, for the Whits.  She should go warn them, she thought.  Yet she worried to let the burglar out of sight, and perhaps give him a chance to catch her off guard later.  What if the Whits weren't home?  If so, she would have to confront him alone anyway.  She would not escape herself only to leave him here, free to ambush her neighbors. 
Rose set her basket down in the grass and crept towards the barn, knowing now what she meant to do.  It wasn't that she wasn't scared; her heart pounded in her chest, and sweat moistened her scalp and tunic.  Though she had long played at being a warrior with her friends, to confront real danger was an altogether different matter.  But she would do all she could to protect the Whits and their innocent child.  So she entered the barn, carefully picking up the hoe just inside the door.
The man's broad back came into view to her left, and Rose raised her hoe to strike.  Then she hesitated.  What if this was no thief, after all?  Despite his armament, he could be a family friend, or even an agent of the crown on legitimate business.  She could not just attack, with no knowledge of his intentions. 
"You!" she said in what she hoped was a commanding voice.  "What are you doing here?"
He turned, and immediately she realized her mistake.  The feral gleam in his eyes, the smirk that pulled at his thick lips—he could be nothing else but the kind of villain she had suspected and feared.  "Are you the daughter, then?  A big one you are, but I don't mind.  All women scream the same."  His huge sword came up, gleaming like flame.
On the verge of panic, Rose swung at his face.  He parried easily, and countered with a slash she barely managed to deflect.  The hoe was poorly balanced for use as a weapon, and she was hardly an experienced warrior in the first place.  The robber pressed his assault, battering relentlessly at her, and she found herself retreating across the hay-strewn floor.  She felt her back bump up against the far wall, and in desperation tried to force him back with a sudden burst of offense. 
For a moment, he seemed to falter against her flurry of quick pokes, and she thought she had a chance.  But then he cut through the hoe's shaft with a well-placed blow, and the next thing she knew an impact like a heavy punch slammed into her middle.  She felt herself shoved back, driven against the wood behind her.  Then the pain hit, a world-shattering explosion tearing through her body.  For a moment she was blind, but stubbornly she blinked her vision back.  Slowly, her attacker came into view.
Rose stared at the man as he loosened his belt, his wide, greasy face split with a lusty grin.  His breath reeked of rotting meat, and she ached to run screaming out of his reach.  But she couldn't scream because her mouth had filled with blood.  And she couldn't run because his sword impaled her just below the ribcage, nailing her to the wall.

Review
Young Rose only sixteen years old, longs to escape her violent world. She also yearns to become a warrior, even though a woman especially as young as her, is unheard of. The bloody reality of her new life is not quite what she thought it would be. Then she meets Ethan.
When Barbarians invade her Kingdom she knows exactly what she must do. She fights with a vengeance to save her homeland, but at what cost?
Fast paced, a lot of action and graphic fights. If you love a strong female lead with many bloody fights, then this is the book for you. I intend to check out more or Billy Wong's work.

About the Author
Billy Wong is an avid fan of heroic fantasy, with a special love for strong female warriors. He draws inspiration from the epic legends of old, and is on a quest to bring over the top deeds and larger than life heroes back to prominence in today's literary world.
Billy lives in Coney Island, Brooklyn. He has written numerous fantasy books, including the Legend of the Iron Flower series and the Tales of the Gothic Warrior series

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Thursday, July 18, 2013

"Bad Milk (Side Stories of the Iron Flower)" by Billy Wong

Bad Milk
(Side Stories of the Iron Flower)
by Billy Wong


Description
Bad Milk is an heroic fantasy tale featuring the indestructible female warrior known as the Iron Flower.
When an insanity epidemic afflicts bandits and wealthy merchants alike, well-scarred Rose's investigation sends her on an awkward journey into a temple of beauty.
This short story was previously published in Afterburn SF. It is a side story in the Iron Flower series and takes place after the events of Iron Bonds.

Excerpt
Big Rose watched the obese giant jump up from his seat with a scream, knocking over his chair so that it thudded down behind him.  He continued to shout as he turned to and fro, swinging massive arms like a maddened bear.  Patrons scrambled from their seats around him and scurried away, too late for one couple drenched by the mugfuls of ale his flailing launched through the air.  The male victim cursed at him, and behind him the barkeep ducked to retrieve a stout club from beneath the counter.
Rose frowned, bouncing her leg up and down under her corner table while she struggled over her course of action.  She had seen innumerable bar fights, and participated in no few.  Her involvement here could make the difference between someone getting seriously hurt or not.  But, far from home and without her braggart husband at her side, today was a rare time she got to enjoy a drink in peace without being recognized.  So she sipped at her bowl of whiskey and waited, hoping things would not escalate.
The behemoth slammed huge fists down on his table, causing it to split and crash down in pieces.  Rose bit her lip; it would have taken considerable force to do that.  The barkeep stepped in front of him, talking to try and calm him.  A backhand sent him sprawling as blood sprayed from his nose, and Rose stood. 
The giant advanced on the stunned man, who two waitresses rushed to aid.  One woman tried to drag the barkeep away, while the other brave girl grabbed his attacker in an attempt to restrain him.  He flung her away and into a bunch of chairs.  A youth ran to aid her, while two friends stepped towards her assailant.  His hands shot out in a flash and cracked their skulls together.  One fell, senseless at best; the other stood reeling, defenseless against the fist drawn back to end him.
"Enough!" Rose said as she caught the haymaker in her hand, a powerful blow but no more so than one of her husband's.  She squeezed, relatively calm if resigned to unwanted attention later.  Few men even of his size could match her strength, and she expected him to be incapacitated by pain.  But when his glazed eyes met hers, she saw something she had rarely encountered off the battlefield - the madness of a berserker rage.  No wonder he didn't speak.  Nor did he show any regard for the crushing pressure on his hand, and before Rose could adjust to this surprise his other fist smashed into her face.

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About the Author
Billy Wong is an avid fan of heroic fantasy, with a special love for strong female warriors. He draws inspiration from the epic legends of old, and is on a quest to bring over the top deeds and larger than life heroes back to prominence in today's literary world.
Billy lives in Coney Island, Brooklyn. He has written numerous fantasy books, including the Iron Flower series and the Gothic Warrior series. The Iron Flower series consists of Iron Bloom, Iron Flower, and Iron Bonds. The Gothic Warrior series consists of Gothic Warrior and the Dark Man, Seeds of Despair, Gothic Gladiator, and Best in the Elf-ing World.

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