Showing posts with label war. Show all posts
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Wednesday, August 31, 2016

"Dead Ground" by Rod Humphris

EXCERPT and REVIEW
Dead Ground
(Simon Ellice Book 1)
by Rod Humphris


Author Rod Humphris stops by today to share an excerpt from Dead Ground, his debut short story introducing the character of his upcoming Simon Ellice series. You can also read my review. Coming soon Go Fast.

Description
In the mountains and passes of Nuristan the men of patrol base Azun grind through their days and nights of constant vigilance. They hunt the Taliban and try to win hearts and minds. Trouble is coming, that is certain. How or when, where and in what form, they do not know. They fear it and also long for it.
Only Lieutenant Simon Ellice, with a clarity born of grief and anger, can see the shape of it. Only he, being beyond care, will do what has to be done and pay the price. Not that he will be the only one to pay.
Dead Ground is a story of the impossibility of the task assigned to British forces in Afghanistan and the heroism of some of those who attempted it.

Excerpt
“Rosy fingered dawn,” I said.
The high cloud had softened the light, and the new day was breaking in pink.
“Did she, sir?” Hesketh said.
“Night’s candles are burnt out and jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops,” I said.
“You’re an unusual kind of rupert sometimes, sir,” Deaks said. “No offence intended.”
“None taken. We must have bloody noses and crack’d crowns and pass them current too. God’s me, my…”
“Are you alright, sir?” Denton said.
“Don’t mind him, corp,” Hesketh said. “He gets like this sometimes.”
“… horse, I think,” I said.
“It’s getting light, sir,” Denton said.
“Eyes sharp everyone,” I said.
“By the way, what are we doing here, sir?” Deaks said. “I don’t care like, but I was just wondering. Why today?”
“Do you know what I think?” I said.
“Not usually, sir,” Hartigan said.
“I think Wur was green slime.”
“Was, sir?”
“Yes, was. I found him behind the stores tent earlier. I think Jadoon and a couple of ANAs killed him and I think it means it’s all about to kick off.”
“Well fuck me, I’d never of guessed,” Hesketh said.
Below us in the base there was a sharp crack and the signals hut collapsed in on itself. Armed men streamed out of the mosque and ran to cross the river at the bridge and at a shallow place downstream of it. As they neared the barriers a heavy machine gun opened up from the house below us.
“You were right, sir,” Denton said.
“Comms on. Engage the enemy,” I said.
Thompson started working with the gimpy, trying to stop the tide of men surging over the barriers.
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Praise for the Book
"I have a Master’s in Military History and I have been reading military books for well over 40 years. This is one of the best war books I have ever read. It is a must read now that we are stuck in this endless War on Terror. My only issue was that this book wasn’t 550 pages. It is such an incredible compelling read that I was saddened it ended so quick. The author captures perfectly the insanity of theatres of war that soldiers have been sent to in this war. [...] I would suggest this brilliantly written, evocative war book is a must read." ~ N. N. Light
"Fast moving, genuinely exciting and a thoroughly cracking read, this short story reminds me of the best of John Buchan, albeit updated for today. It is well written, well researched and quickly creates a very believable atmosphere of what being a modern British soldier is like, warts and all." ~ David Shearer
"The plot hangs together well and skilfully builds to a denouement where the fine details coalesce into a clear pattern. It is well constructed, well written and sustains interest throughout. Simon Ellice is not someone you have to like, but he is both an interesting and complex character whose life and emotional responses are down to the reader to interpret and extrapolate. He is certainly someone you feel you would like to know more about and I look forward to further adventures with anticipation." ~ Emma White
"I read this book in a single sitting, it really is a terrific read. With many years experience of military life I am amazed at the way Humphris has managed to capture the day to day stresses, routines, and unpleasantness of army life. The plot is convincing and fast moving it's tough out there." ~ Colin
"This is a tremendously exciting debut, immediately throwing you into the midst of active army deployment in Afghanistan, with social and psychological conundrums facing senior personnel as they think on their feet in an almost lose-lose situation. Utterly un-put-downable after the first three pages. I await the next Simon Ellice story with relish, Mr Humphris." ~ Bevis Nathan

My Review


By Lynda Dickson
Having recently suffered the loss of someone close to him, Lieutenant Simon Ellice returns to his base camp in the mountains of north eastern Afghanistan, where they train Afghan National Army soldiers. With his trusty band of C Section soldiers, Simon ventures out into the "dead ground" - the ground not visible from the base camp and, therefore, prone to attack - in search of insurgents. As the men are fond of saying, "What could possibly go wrong?"
The story is a bit hard to follow as nothing is spelled out, there are a lot of characters, and it's full of military jargon; an explanation the first time each term is used, or a glossary of terms at the end of the book, would be useful. Nevertheless, the author skillfully creates an atmosphere of foreboding and builds the tension. And once the action hits, all of the pieces come together to complete the puzzle.
Warnings: coarse language, violence.

About the Author
When I was a boy I loved stories of adventure. Inside I’m still a boy and now I love them even more. It’s taken me thousands of hours to learn how to write the stories that I do, but it’s one of the best things I’ve ever done. In my opinion anyway.
A few years ago, I started to write about a fast boat on a dark sea. Like doodling, only in words. And then there was Si speaking to me, telling me what was happening and what it felt like. At the time I thought his voice in my head was a new one, but I was wrong; I’ve known the ruthless, selfish bastard all my life. Since then he’s become my constant companion. Or, more accurately, I’ve become his. We’ve been to a lot of places together and he’s introduced me to some interesting and scary people. It’s a journey that has only just begun. Come with us if you want to.
I have no special qualifications to be a writer except that I want to be. I live where I’m from in the West Country in the UK and work in a small room above a pub in Bath, which is possibly the nicest city in the world. I spend my days thinking about, learning about and writing about whatever is interesting to me, which is possibly the best job in the world.

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Tuesday, July 5, 2016

"Amulet IV: Veni, Vidi, Vici" by Fredrik Nath

REVIEW and EXCERPT
Amulet IV: Veni, Vidi, Vici
(Amulet Book 4)
by Fredrik Nath


Amulet IV: Veni, Vidi, Vici is the fourth book in Fredrik Nath's Amulet series. The author stops by today to share an excerpt from the book. You can also read my review. Also available: Amulet: The Caucasus Campaign, Amulet II: The Gallic War, and Amulet III: The Parthian Shot.


  
Description
When Julius Caesar crosses the Rubicon, civil war comes to the Roman Republic. Against the backdrop of this violent struggle, Aulus Veridius Scapula is forced to help finance Caesar's army. When his son is kidnapped, he has to leave the army and pursue the abductors all the way to the Bosporan Kingdom where Pharnaces, son of the now dead Great King Mithridates, rules. In a desperate bid to free his son, Aulus becomes embroiled in the little king's politics and succumbs to the charms of Dynasis, the beautiful daughter of the little king. When Pharnaces moves south with his army, Aulus must follow with revenge on his mind. A story of battle, love and intrigue interwoven with the end of the Roman Republic.


Excerpt
I ran at him and he braced himself for the impact. He had his legs apart and he raised his shield. All I had was my short sword and no armour. How could I hope to kill this man-mountain of muscle and flesh?
It was his very act of bracing himself against my perceived attack, helping me. He stood still. I had learned long ago how in battle, to stand still is to wait to die and this man was like that. I was ten feet from him when I vaulted. I was not as fit as I should have been and my left side lets me down at times since the injury in Armenia but this time I flew. I landed on my feet in front of him. He seemed surprised. He took half a step backwards.
I knew I had one fast thrust to make and then he would be upon me. I put my life on the line this time. If I missed he would strike. A single blow. My life depended upon accuracy, not force. In a second he would wield his axe. In a second he would have hewn me in half. My gladius flashed in the sunlight. Straight at his face. A man wearing a helmet of Greek design is sometimes immune to arrows or immune to spears but an accurate strike with a thin bladed weapon is as keen as a razor cut.
It’s a matter of focus.
My blade scraped the right horizontal eye slit of his helmet as it entered. It moved so fast I knew no God could have been faster. I drew my blade away. With inhuman speed, I stepped backwards to stand six feet from my opponent. He stumbled forward. He staggered to his left. He went down on one knee. He was strong.
With a crash he landed lying face down, his helmet came away as he crumpled and I watched as it rolled with a clinking sound across the yellow flagstones to rest at the feet of the little King. I stepped back and watched as the pool of blood spread towards my sandals. Redness spurted still from his eye-socket and I saw his limbs shake and shiver in his little dance of death.
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Praise for the Book
"This first person narrative draws you into the story, helping you feel every emotion and experience every doubt that drives Scapula as he tries to do the best he can for his family while events unfold around him that he can’t escape. This is an excellent story that transports the reader into the time clearly and emotionally. Great descriptions and the depth of and differences between the characters make them quite real. Amulet IV is extremely well written, thoroughly engaging and quite informative whether you have read the previous volumes or not – which you will certainly want to do after enjoying this one." ~ Melinda Hills for Readers' Favorite Book Reviews
"... Amulet IV: Veni, Vidi, Vici is a well researched and immersive piece of historical fiction that any fan of the Roman Empire is certain to love." ~ K. C. Finn for Reader's Favorite Book Reviews
"Any reader who enjoys historical fiction, or just a great, adventurous read in general should absolutely pick up" ~ Tracey A Fischer for reader's Favorite Book Reviews
"Author of more than a dozen books, Fredrik Nath’s fervorous writing melds together the best of Kate Quinn and Ben Kane. Readers looking for a full plate of action, drama, historical context, and even a touch of romance need look no further than Amulet IV: Veni, Vidi, Vici’s robust storyline where characters come to life and one could easily assume were based on actual people alongside their non fictional historical counterparts - Caesar, Cicero, Mithridates, etc." ~ San Diego Book Review 2016
"If you’ve read any of Fred’s stuff, you’ll know he can tell a tale with the best of them, and this book kept me turning the pages from beginning to end. Amulet IV is a good read." ~ Simon Turney

My Review


By Lynda Dickson
Enter the world of Aulus Veridius Scapula, soldier, killer, husband, and father - and now a rich man after inheriting from his father in the previous book. Aulus lives with his pregnant wife Hypsicratea and stepsons, Quintos and Bazes, in their new villa in Ariminium. This volume centers on the adventures of Aulus in his attempt to rescue a kidnap victim close to his heart. His story is interwoven with a fictionalized account of Julius Caesar's fight for control of the Roman Empire.
From the beginning, our narrator Aulus Veridius Scapula assumes a familiar, conversational tone, as though he is telling his story to friends over a few drinks. His tale is told with humor and self-deprecation, and he is able to paint a picture with a few choice words. The narrative is full of descriptions of Roman dwellings, food, clothing, as well as fights and bloody battles. I was glad for the dictionary function in the Kindle app for further clarification of unfamiliar terms. Through his actions, Aulus reveals himself to be a man of integrity, kindness, sympathy, generosity, and loyalty, and you will find yourself rooting for him throughout the story. In a continuing motif throughout the series, Aulus recovers the amulet he discarded at the end of his last battle, and its return brings him bad luck. Aulus once again unloads the amulet at the end of this book, but I'm sure it will find its way back to him in the next volume. A nice touch: each chapter begins with a quote by a Roman personality, some who actually appear as characters in the book.
Reminiscent of Wilbur Smith's River God series in both scale and historical detail, this is a rollicking adventure that is sure to capture your attention and imagination.

About the Author
Fred Nath is a full time Neurosurgeon. He has worked and lived all over the UK from Liverpool to Aberdeen to Edinburgh and Glasgow, finally settling in Middlesbrough, jewel of the North-east! He lives with his daughter, his three sons having grown up and flown the coop.
In his time, he has run twenty-five consecutive Great North Run half-marathons, trekked to 6000m in Nepal, crossed the highest mountain pass in the world and began writing like John Buchan, "because he ran out of penny-novels to read and felt he should write his own." Fred loves a good story which is why he writes.

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Tuesday, December 22, 2015

"The V Girl" by Mya Robarts

INTERVIEW and GIVEAWAY
The V Girl
by Mya Robarts


The V Girl is currently on tour with Bewitching Book Tours. The tour stops here today for my interview with the author, an excerpt, and a giveaway. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.


Description
In post-apocalyptic North America, rape and sexual slavery are legal. Lila Velez, desperately wants to lose her virginity before the troops visit her town, and can take it away by force. She makes plans to seduce her only friend, Rey, the most attractive man in her town. Lila does not love him, but he is the only man who has shown her true affection, an affection she is willing to take as a substitute of love.
Lila’s coping mechanism to her mother’s violent attack is her secret. A secret that will bring her closer to Aleksey FĂĽrst, a foreign, broody man that she distrusts because his links to the troops and his rough, yet irresistible appearance. He offers Lila an alternative to her plans, a possibility that terrifies her … and tempts her in spite of herself.
All the while Lila will have to find a way to live in the constant company of death, slavery, starvation, sexual abuse and the danger of losing the people she loves the most.
Note: Due to strong language, violent scenes and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.


Excerpt
Just then I hear sounds above the current noise. Steps on the river beach. I’m barely armed not to mention undressed and unprepared. My razors might keep Starville peeping toms at bay, but they’ll be useless against soldiers.
I hear steps approaching and I wade away. In no time I find myself far from where I left my clothes. My best chance to safely get out of this situation is to avoid a fight. I can remain hidden if I move to the other side of the river behind the rocks. If soldiers see me so vulnerable and naked, I’m doomed.
I need to hurry. I have to head home soon and make sure my dad and siblings are safe.
The steps sound like they come from only one person but I can’t be sure. As they sound closer, I notice they come from my right.
I don’t know what I’m more afraid of: the intruder being an armed soldier or the fact of being caught so exposed.
Trying to not splash attract attention, I put distance between me and the steps. Hiding behind some bushes and rocks, I submerge myself, leaving only my head above the water line.
I stand still. Several minutes pass and I hear nothing. When I consider it safe to leave my hiding place, I swim, splashing as little as I can.
Then I notice something that makes my heart skip a beat.
I’m not the only person here.  There’s someone else treading the water.  I can’t see how many people are around, but I can hear as someone else splashes.
A feel of panic rushes hot through my veins.
I’m surprised no one’s attacked me yet.  Haven’t they seen me? Does the splashing come from Starvillers hiding from the shots as well?
For a moment there’s only silence. Then another shot startles me and I fight my body to keep calm. I swim as fast as I can, not caring about silence anymore. Better to put distance between myself and my possible enemies.  The water and the current make my escape slow. I reach a point where the water is only at my knees and I’m hiding behind a trunk.
Then I see him.
A young man, so tall and built that for a moment, I think he’s Sasquatch minus the fur. The water only covers him around the thighs. No one in Starville, not even Rey, is so big or built. His strong muscles reveal years of military training and hint at the drug use that makes Patriot soldiers so inhumanly tall and big. Wet strands of sandy blond hair run down his broad shoulders. A tattoo on his back tells me he has been in combat and is to be respected. A soldier! Something tells me he’s alone.
My stomach clenches in panic. I’m terrified of Patriot soldiers. They are sadistic giants and killing machines. The tonics they take to build their muscles and stature make them extremely dangerous and violent. And horny.
I lose sight of him for a moment. He emerges in a different spot where the water is deeper. He is so tall, the water covers only up his waist while he’s standing. He must be at least seven feet tall. When he moves I can see his most private areas. Every part of him is enormous.
He’s in the very spot I left my clothes. I could wait for him to go, but what if others come to join him? What if they plan to camp here? I want to go home to check on my dad and the twins. The possibility of being discovered with no one to witness when he rapes me makes the hairs on the back of my neck prick. I won’t wait for the coast to be clear, risking discovery and gang rape.
He doesn’t seem to be in attack mode. The soldier is inclined and rubbing foam around his huge torso. He is bathing! I suspect he has a good reason to be unbothered by the shots. If he’s not startled, it’s likely whoever’s making the racket will take his side.
Suppressing the fear that runs through my veins, I force my mind to remain focused. For a moment, I consider attacking him while he’s so naked and defenseless. I’ve been practicing knife throwing with my rebel group. But I’m still learning and suck at it. I rarely hit the target. Besides, Sasquatch’s nakedness and apparent relaxed behavior are deceiving.  I’m armed while bathing, so he probably is too. What if he alerts his companions?
I don’t stand a chance fighting against a trained unit of steroid-injected soldiers. At this moment my only advantage is my knowledge of the hiding places of this river. And stealth. I can do stealth.
He’s blocking the only way to get my clothes and the safer spot to get out of the river.  There’s a gargantuan rock behind him that reaches not far from where I’m hiding. If I could climb it unseen, I could get back my clothes and escape. The only other option is to swim to the other side, where the current is too strong.
The soldier submerges frequently and emerges several minutes after. I pay attention to the soldier’s face.  He looks extremely sad.  Sadness isn’t an emotion I associate with soldiers.
When he rubs his face with foam and closes his eyes, I silently approach the low part of the current and climb the rock. I’m still naked and holding a knife awkwardly. If I can pass him, I’ll hide on the other side and then dress completely unnoticed.
I put my foot on the base of the rock. The water has made it smooth and slippery. There are few places to put my fingers and climb on. But I manage to climb my way up.
When I’m almost at the top, I toss my knife over the rock to free my hands. From here I can confirm the soldier is by himself.
Sasquatch is back under the water now and hasn’t resurfaced for a while. In spite of the danger, I’m impressed. He has lung capacity.
The higher I climb, the less visible I become to him. He finally emerges to take air, but I hide until he goes back under.
I’m close to my goal when my feet become slippery traitors.
I fall to the water below me.
Butt first. Straight toward the soldier’s head.


Praise for the Book
"The V Girl is about changing your own destiny, fighting for your rights, falling in love in such desperate times and what it means to be human. It's dark, unique and addictive. I demand more, Mya!" ~ Erin Plaice
"The V Girl by Mya Robarts is a riveting debut that explores a unique and at times difficult concept in an entertaining and fast paced read that will tug a your emotions and leave you wanting the next chapter as soon as possible." ~ Rachel @ The Rest Is Still Unwritten
"I found all of the characters to be quite well developed, and Lila was both complex and entertaining. The story is compelling, even though there are scenes that had me cringing, and quite a few surprises along the way." ~ Kitty Smith
"Mya Roberts has written a dark and riveting story. It is a true page turner as the characters and story are so well-written you will find yourself lost in this world she has created. The story-line is very different from the normal dystopian future novels." ~ Sarah Elle
"I could not put this book down. I read it without taking a break, staying up too late to finish it. It was an engrossing, original and at times, heart breaking story." ~ Justirishgirl


Interview with the Author
Mya Robarts joins me today to discuss her book, The V Girl.
Hi Lynda! Thank you for having me. I’ve been a fan of your blog since you hosted my cover reveal.
Thanks, Mya! For what age group do you recommend your book?
At least eighteen years old. The V Girl is a sex driven book that portrays violence and romance in a disturbing manner.
What sparked the idea for this book?
I was doing research for a historical novel and in the process I found thousands of testimonies of mass rape during armed conflicts. Throughout history, women have made provisions during war to avoid rape. In countries that have long histories of armed conflicts, women seem to be expecting sexual assault as part of their life and in a way accepting that there’s no way to stop soldiers when they are determined to commit sexual crimes. I thought that facing that prospect, young girls’ provisions might include having intimacy with a guy of their choice.
So, which comes first? The character's story or the idea for the novel?
Both. Lila Velez didn’t have a name when the idea sparked, but she was a part of the creative process. The idea that a young girl would be curious about sex and determined to have it on her own terms when everything else is out of her control was an idea that I thought deserved a book.
What was the hardest part to write in this book?
Knowing that war-rape is something that is happening around the world as we speak, and giving names, faces, and personalities to the victims of similar cruelty is unnerving. Getting to love the characters and then write their suffering. I like to write to escape from the harshest realities of real life and while writing the book, I was unable to escape that world, that level of darkness, that lack of humanity. The romantic arc was what kept me writing, it gave the book a sense of hope.
How do you hope this book affects its readers?
I want the book to disturb the readers, but at the same time I aimed to convey the idea that love and hope can prevail during the darkest times.
How long did it take you to write this book?
More than a year.
What is your writing routine?
I have ADD so sticking to a routine is extremely difficult for me. There’s no constant when it comes to my writing. There are days when I pay enough attention to create outlines and write entire chapters, but more often than not, I can’t bring myself to stay focused.
How did you get your book published?
At first, the book appeared on a mailing list devoted to arts. It gained some followers who suggested publishing the story on Wattpad, and then my Wattpad readers asked me to publish on the Kindle store.
What advice do you have for someone who would like to become a published writer?
Write for fun and don’t give up. This isn’t a sprint, it’s a marathon. Whether you’re sending query letters to agents or you’re starting the road to self-publishing, you have to feel passionate about your ideas because the road is full of obstacles and the likelihood of failure is way bigger than the likelihood of commercial success. If you write for fun, who is to say that you fail as long as you enjoy it?
Great advice, Mya. What do you like to do when you're not writing?
I love watching movies. I also love to go to contemporary dance performances.
What does your family think of your writing?
They always praise my ideas and say that they’re unique, but they’re my family what else they could say?
I'm sure they mean it! Please tell us a bit about your childhood.
I was a well-behaved girl, but I never paid attention in class. My body was there but my mind was somewhere else. I was constantly losing money, school supplies, and other things because I kept forgetting where I put them, which drove my grade school teachers nuts. Back then ADD wasn’t easily diagnosed and they assumed I wasn’t really trying to concentrate.
Did you like reading when you were a child?
Yes. At 6 years old I could read aloud as if I was an adult. My grandfather’s house was full of books, magazines and comics. I became more interested in reading adult literature, and it wasn’t until many years later that I read Harry Potter and started to get interested in children’s books.
When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?
I was ten years old.
Did your childhood experiences influence your writing?
I was molested on two separate occasions in two places that were supposed to be secure environments: home and school. On both occasions, my attackers were children themselves, eleven and thirteen years old. Those experiences made me doubt the institutions that are supposed to protect young people and the cliché of sexually unaware children. The inability of adults to protect young people is a recurrent theme in my writing.
Sorry to hear that, Mya. I'm glad you were able to take something positive out of the experience. Which writers have influenced you the most?
Do you hear from your readers much? What kinds of things do they say?
They usually ask about Aleksey FĂĽrst, the hero of The V Girl, and came up with a "ship" name: Lileksey. I was so happy when I found out they were so involved with the couple.
What can we look forward to from you in the future?
I’m working on several books set on the second civil war because the social setting is intricate and I didn’t dwell on it when I wrote The V Girl. I hope to publish at least one of these stories in 2016 and, with a little luck, my first contemporary romance will see the light soon.
Thank you for taking the time to stop by today, Mya. Best of luck with your future projects.
Thank you, Lynda. I wish you the best.


About the Author
Mya Robarts is a bookaholic who regrets nothing.
She spent years trying to become a contemporary dance choreographer. Eventually she realized that she enjoyed writing her stories rather than dancing to them.
Robarts is obsessed with books that present damaged characters, swoon-worthy guys, controversial topics and happy endings.


Giveaway
Enter the tour-wide giveaway for a chance to one of two $15 Amazon gift cards (open internationally).

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