I’m not sure if you remember, but back in December Storm Siren put me into a heavy book hangover. Like my first major book hangover ever. I was super excited with the release of Siren’s Fury (which was like back in May, but with summer stuff and moving, I seriously just had time to finish reading!)
Thankfully, Siren’s Fury didn’t put me in as much of a hangover as book one. With book two, we are adjusted to the world and characters and just really want to find out how the whole Draewulf/Eogan thing is going to turn out (I’m not going to tell you, but the book ends with another “what the . . .” moment. So perfect).
From page one, you are sucked into the story—Mary Weber starts the book off with a bang and you can’t help but never put it down. Nym is just as much of kick-arse heroine as she was in book one. I love the fact that she’s not afraid to act on what she believes—even if it ends up getting her in crazy trouble.
I’m super excited to continue on Nym’s journey with book three—out next year!!
About the book (via Goodreads):
“I thrust my hand toward the sky as my voice begs the Elemental inside me to waken and rise. But it’s no use. The curse I’ve spent my entire life abhorring—the thing I trained so hard to control—no longer exists.”
Nym has saved Faelen only to discover that Draewulf stole everything she valued. Now he’s destroyed her Elemental storm-summoning ability as well.
When Nym sneaks off with a host of delegates to Bron, Lord Myles offers her the chance for a new kind of power and the whispered hope that it may do more than simply defeat the monster she loathes. But the secrets the Bron people have kept concealed, along with the horrors Draewulf has developed, may require more than simply harnessing a darker ability.
They may require who she is.
Set against the stark metallic backdrop of the Bron kingdom, Nym is faced with the chance to change the future.
Or was that Draewulf’s plan for her all along?
Meet the author:
Mary Weber is a ridiculously uncoordinated girl plotting to take over make-believe worlds through books, handstands, and imaginary throwing knives. In her spare time, she feeds unicorns, sings 80’s hairband songs to her three muggle children, and ogles her husband who looks strikingly like Wolverine. They live in California, which is perfect for stalking L.A. bands, Joss Whedon, and the ocean.
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