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The Throne of Ice & Ash (The Runewar Saga #1) (PREVIEW) by JosiahRosell
JosiahRosell
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In the frigid storms of winter, leaders and warriors are forged... Can the Jarl's heirs avenge their kin and protect their throne from ancient foes? Bjorn, son of the Jarl of Oakharrow, has always felt more at ease with a quill than a sword. Yet when tragedy strikes his family, he must draw a blade and lead a company of warriors into the cold, deadly mountains in pursuit of a mysterious enemy. But vengeance comes at a high price... Aelthena, Bjorn's sister, was born with the aptitude to lead, and she's eager to prove it. But her society's rules for women, and her love for her brother, restrain her efforts to command. As she walks the fine line between ambition and virtue, the city stirs in unrest, and even her allies question her right to rule... Yet more than one city's fate hangs in the balance. Mythic enemies emerge to conquer all humanity. And the only way they can be overcome is for Bjorn and Aelthena to unite their feuding peoples and master mysterious powers few humans have touched before... The Runewar is rising - and it begins with the fall of the throne. The Throne of Ice & Ash is Book 1 of The Runewar Saga, a Norse epic fantasy series by the author of the bestselling Legend of Tal books. Begin a new adventure of vast sojourns, political intrigue, grand-scale wars, and awakening magic... Perfect for fans of A Game of Thrones and Half a King!
Snow by jule009
jule009
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After an apocalyptic event that thrusts the world into a new ice age, Calestia - a 17-year-old girl with a strong will - must learn to survive on a land infested with gangs, guns, and distrust. ***** Nobody knows what day it is anymore. Nobody knows the month, the day of the week...and the only way to tell time is by the slight change in the color of the sky from grey to black every twenty-four hours. If a day even is twenty-four hours anymore. The planet is dead. The people are dead. Snow falls down upon piles of bodies like the ash of a volcanic eruption. Except, the snow doesn't stop. It never does. It continues to fall and fall until you wonder if it is even possible for another flake to come down and land silently in your hair. But it does. They do. There are few survivors of what the remaining have started to call the end of the world. The Apocalypse. Few who are still brave or scared of death enough to face the torture that is living. I am one of those survivors. Book One of the Snow Series Highest ranking: #3 in Sci-Fi Watty's Shortlisted