The Battle Sylph

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He is one of many: a creature of magic, unrelentingly male. He is lured through the portal by pure female beauty, a virgin sacrifice. She is killed, and he is silenced and enslaved. Such a dark ritual is necessary. Unlike their elemental cousins—those gentler sylphs of wind and fire—battlers find no joy in everyday labor. Their magic can destroy an army or demolish a castle, and each has but one goal: find his queen, then protect and pleasure her at any cost. What would a maiden do if she were given such a ...
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He is one of many: a creature of magic, unrelentingly male. He is lured through the portal by pure female beauty, a virgin sacrifice. She is killed, and he is silenced and enslaved. Such a dark ritual is necessary. Unlike their elemental cousins—those gentler sylphs of wind and fire—battlers find no joy in everyday labor. Their magic can destroy an army or demolish a castle, and each has but one goal: find his queen, then protect and pleasure her at any cost. What would a maiden do if she were given such a servant? What would befall that kingdom foolish enough to allow a battler to escape? Young Solie and the people of Eferem are about to find out.
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Kidnapped and destined to be the virgin sacrifice meant to lure a fierce, shapeshifting battle sylph through the portal, Solie, terrified and fighting for her life, upends the Royal plans and stuns a kingdom when she disarms the young prince and binds the battler as her own. Now on the run, Heyou and Solie, whom he adores and now protects as his queen, eventually join forces with two other renegade battle sylphs and their masters and head for safety in the hills, knowing it is only a matter of time before they will have to defend themselves again. VERDICT Deftly written, intensely seductive, and emotionally compelling, this riveting story introduces readers to characters they want to know better and a mesmerizing, magical world that they won't want to leave. Fortunately for fantasy fans, McDonald's first novel is the beginning of a series and a stunning, incredibly creative debut. McDonald lives in Cold Lake, Alta.
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  • ISBN-13: 9781477834756
  • Publisher: Amazon Publishing
  • Publication date: 3/31/2014
  • Pages: 338
  • Sales rank: 1,369,140
  • Product dimensions: 5.40 (w) x 8.20 (h) x 0.90 (d)

Meet the Author

L.J. McDonald is a fresh new voice in Fantasy Romance. The Battle Sylph was published by Dorchester in 2008. It was quickly followed by its sequels:The Shattered Sylph and Queen of the Sylphs.


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The Battle Sylph

By L. J. McDonald

Dorchester Publishing

Copyright © 2010 L. J. McDonald
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-8439-6300-7

Chapter One

Solie had an aunt named Masha, a woman who had never married and was known for her temper. She had refused to wed and lived on her own, running a bakery and working long hours every day. She'd forced the people in her town to accept her, and finally they had. Even now they bought her bread, when she was old and her hair gray. Solie had been born with Masha's red hair, if not her temper, and had been adored. Masha spoiled her niece, giving her presents and, more importantly, her time. Solie had lived for these visits, preferring her aunt's life of freedom to the marriage and certain servitude her mother promised. Her aunt's best present, however, was a knife that Solie could wear in her hair, hidden in a barrette.

"You'll never know when you might need it," the old woman told her. "And to know you have a weapon is to have a sense of security that shows in a woman. Men go after weak targets. Never present them with one. Your carriage is your greatest defense."

Solie took to wearing the barrette daily, with its green butterfly, and though she became known for it, she never told anyone what was hidden inside. It gave her confidence, and pride, and she snubbed the boys who came to court her, as well as the older men who thought a slim redhead might make a good wife. Hermother felt she was too picky, but her aunt felt she didn't have to choose at all. So when her family tried to arrange a marriage for her, Solie refused, leaving the same night with everything she owned shoved into a pack.

Masha will take me in, she decided, as she headed down the road out of her village. Her aunt lived only five miles away, on the other side of the crossroads in the next village. She had started out at dusk, sure her family wouldn't even realize until dawn that she'd gone out the window. She wasn't going to stay, though. She was seventeen years old and was not going to marry a forty-five-year-old fat man, no matter who told her she must.

Confident, frightened, and rather excited at her sudden freedom, she headed down the dirt road, the sun setting on the horizon and shrouding everything in darkness, which she rather welcomed. The dark didn't have anything in it to frighten her, her aunt assured her, only men did, and they were as dangerous during the day. As long as she kept her wits about her, she would be fine. So Solie walked along the road she'd taken so many times in the daylight, her pack thrown across her back, and whistling to prove to herself that the growing darkness wasn't making her nervous at all. She didn't run, quite, but she walked quickly and looked back a lot.

The night grew both dark and cold. It was late in the fall and the trees were already skeletal, their leaves lying in wet piles beside the road. The chill in the air was bitter as well. Solie pulled her cloak around herself and struggled onward, wishing her parents had decided to marry her off in the summer instead.

Time passed, the moon rising overhead, and she sighed in relief as she finally reached the crossroads. She hadn't seen a single person on the way. She'd come from the south. West, the road led to towns she'd only heard of, and turned eventually south itself. Three days' ride, she'd been told, and the kingdom of Eferem ended. Other kingdoms lay beyond, and more past them, carrying on until the world ended. She'd have to go that way eventually, she supposed, though that idea was still too remote for her to dwell upon. East was the capital, where the king lived, and she could see the lights of the fire sylphs who lit the castle, even from here. North lay her aunt's village, and then the road continued northward again in a route she'd never taken, even in play. That way wound through forests and other towns before ending at the dead Shale Plains, which had to be skirted to reach the kingdom of Para Dubh, their nearest neighbor. Here, though, the road was just a worn-out crossroads, the ruts deep and solid.

Solie crossed, jumping over tracks that were almost deep enough to trap a wagon. That was when she heard a horse snort. Startled, she looked up to see three men in the king's red and black livery on horseback, riding from the east. They stared back at her, equally surprised to see anyone out so late at night.

The lead rider grinned. "Looks like this will be easy," he said.

Discretion over bravery, her aunt always said. Solie ran. Immediately, she heard hoofbeats coming after her and tried to scramble off the road into the brush, but the men were trained. She barely got twenty yards, struggling across a pile of leaves, before one of them grabbed her by her long hair and hauled her back, also yanking her upward. Letting go of her hair to get a better grip on her shirt, he threw her across his saddle before him.

"Let me go!" Solie screamed, struggling.

He struck her across the back of the head with his mailed fist. "Don't," he warned. Then he ordered his companions to get her pack and spun his horse, cantering back the way he'd come, one hand still gripping the back of her shirt.

Her head spinning with pain, Solie could only hang on, feeling as if she would throw up whenever the horse's movements dug the saddle into her stomach. The soldiers soon galloped as a trio back toward the capital, laughing and congratulating themselves on their success. They'd been searching for a girl, she realized, and fully expecting that they'd need to break into someone's cottage to get one. She'd gone and made it easy for them.

She nearly panicked, her terror so great that she could barely breathe at all during the horrid ride. If the soldiers wanted her, there was nothing anyone could do to help; not even her aunt would be able to save her. She'd just vanish and never be seen again. She'd heard about it happening before. Her parents had always cautioned her that it could happen, and that she must be careful. Her aunt had said to never make herself look like an attractive target. Apparently, walking alone at night did.

"Please let me go!" she wailed. "What do you want with me?"

The man who held her laughed roughly, slapping her backside and making her cry out. "We don't want you, girl. We just want female bait. There's a battler coming for the prince tonight. You'll like him." The other men laughed as well.

Solie's heart froze. A battler? They wanted her for a battler? Like everyone, she'd heard stories of sylphs, spirits bound to serve human men with their magic. She'd grown up on those stories, distantly wishing for one herself but knowing it would never happen. Only men bound sylphs, and then, only men with more rank than her family had. Battlers were the horror stories of the sylphs, though: evil creatures born only to destroy. The safety of all Eferem was based on them, but they were cold and cruel, and according to the stories, to gain their services required the sacrifice of a virgin girl.

Solie started to scream, trying to buck off the horse. That made it shy, whinnying nervously. The soldier who held her cursed, and he threw her down onto the ground. Solie tried to scramble to her feet and run, but the man dismounted and grabbed her again, pinning her easily into the dirt while the other men bound her hands and feet.

"Gag her as well," he snarled. "She's damned loud."

They shoved a rag into her mouth and pulled her upright. Her wrists bound together, Solie could only move her fingers as she was hauled back across the saddle. The horses started to move again.

This wasn't supposed to happen! All the confidence her aunt had given her was gone, and she cried into her gag, her face pressed against her bound hands. Then she touched her barrette. Blinking, she felt the butterfly under her fingers-it had slipped free during her struggles. She unhooked it from her hair, keeping it hidden. The soldier didn't notice, shouting something to his companions about getting a wagon.

They were starting to canter on cobblestones now, which clattered loudly under the horses' shoes as they entered the city that surrounded the king's castle, passing through a side gate in the main wall and swerving their mounts down back alleys where no one could see them. Finally, they pulled up at a barn, where two of the soldiers dismounted. The man holding Solie stayed on his horse, one hand on her back, while his companions readied a cart. Solie twisted her head around to look pleadingly up at him.

"Too bad the battlers prefer virgins," he said, leering down at her. Solie shuddered and looked away.

They transferred her to an old cart that smelled as though it was used to carry vegetables. Its wooden boards were cold and hugely uncomfortable, but the men put a tarp over her that blocked the increasingly frigid night air. Solie was doubly glad of it; the three men sat on the seat ahead of her, probably looking back, but they wouldn't be able to see her under the tarp. Solie couldn't see in the darkness either, but she could feel her barrette.

She carefully worked the butterfly out from her palm to the edge of her fingers, careful not to drop it-she might lose it in the darkness if she did. Trying not to shiver as the cold seeped into her from the bottom of the wagon, she managed to point the tiny weapon toward her wrists before pushing on the little latch that would release the blade. This eased out-barely an inch long, but enough to convince a man to leave her alone, her aunt claimed. Solie took a deep breath and bent her fingers as much as she could, bringing the knife to the rope and starting to saw. It was hard, agonizing work, but the blade was sharp, and she nearly wept as she felt the first strands part. Yet the rope was thick and it took time to cut through.

The sound of the horses' hoofbeats changed, sounding hollow, and she realized they'd gone inside the castle. She resisted the urge to scream or work any faster. She'd only drop her knife if she did, or make too much motion and give herself away. Her chances of escaping were slim enough as it was. She tried not to think of that, just focused on cutting her bonds one strand at a time.

The cart turned a corner, descended, and finally stopped. She heard the men dismounting but kept sawing until the last second, palming the knife again just as they threw back the tarp. Blinking away tears, she looked up into a terrible brightness. They had a fire sylph, something Solie had never seen up close before. She saw it clearly now, floating above everyone in the form of a ball of light, illuminating the area as bright as day.

They were underground, in a cavern, and she whined behind her gag as the soldiers yanked her off the cart and held her above the ground between them, one gripping her under the shoulders, the other under the knees.

A man dressed in white frowned at Solie. "She'll do," he decided. "Everything else is ready. Come." He turned with a dramatic sweep of his robes and strode off, leading the soldiers down a corridor cut out of solid rock, the walls shiny as glass and reflective-the work of an earth sylph, since there weren't any tool marks.

Solie stared. Her reflection was better than anything she'd ever seen by glancing into a puddle or a lake, and she blinked at her first clear view of herself. She looked awful, her curly red hair a mess and her face covered in dirt and bruises. Her eyes were heavily shadowed, her skin blotchy from tears. She looked broken and ugly, and she tried not to sob again. She had to be strong-she had to be, or she'd die. She probably would die anyway, but her aunt would be ashamed of her if she cowered like some weak little girl. For that reason, she closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, they were hard. She could feel the knife between her palms, and the ropes were a little looser, the innermost loop mostly sawn through. If she could cut the rest of the way, she'd be able to free her hands. Then she might have a chance.

The men dragged her into an underground cathedral, its high arching roof lit by more fire sylphs, whose masters stood along the walls dressed in red with their heads bowed. More men armed with swords stood closer to the center of the room, as did a group of priests in robes and one man in ermine.

Solie shivered, recognizing the king. He was heavyset, his beard turning gray and his eyes like chips of flint. She had seen him before in the paintings they hung in inns, and once inside a carriage at a distance. He didn't even look at her, speaking harshly to a young man dressed in expensive yellow silks that didn't match his skin tones. The young man was shaking, staring at her as she passed as though he'd never seen a woman before.

"Pay attention!" The king slapped him across the face, and the boy flinched.

"Yes, Father," he apologized, his eyes still tracking Solie for a moment as she was hoisted up onto a dais and stretched out over an altar, her rope bindings passed over restraining metal hooks. She started her muffled shrieking again as the white-robed man started to cut off her clothing.

"The priests will open the gate," the king told his nervous son. "They swear there's a battler on the other side." He shot them a glare that had the men surreptitiously cowering. "Once it crosses over, kill the girl. Don't hesitate or it won't be bound to you. The second it turns to you, name it. That will complete the binding."

Solie gasped for breath on the altar, shaking over what she'd heard. They were going to kill her. The soldiers turned away, leaving her there, and she fumbled her barrette knife out again, praying no one saw it as she resumed sawing at her bonds. No one did. They didn't even look at her.

"What do I name it?" the boy whimpered, twitching.

"Name it whatever you want," the king snapped. "Just don't pick a stupid name, as you can't change it later. Don't fail me in this, boy. The king has always had a battler. You'll be a target for your enemies otherwise." When the boy squirmed, the king slapped him again and laughed harshly. "He won't let me smack you around anymore-though if he tried to stop me, my battler would go after him. He'll be your constant companion, as Thrall is mine. The only time Thrall is away from my side is in here, or when I'm with a woman. So be prepared to get used to it."

The prince looked down, obviously not thrilled with the idea. Solie sawed desperately at her bonds, none too pleased herself.

The white-robed man bowed to the king. "We're ready, my liege." The king nodded and stepped back, preferring to watch from the entrance to the corridor through which they had arrived.

Shaking, the prince walked to the altar. White-faced and trembling, he never looked at Solie. His fear had nothing to do with killing an innocent girl, she saw, and she glared at him with terrified contempt. Still, if he didn't look at her, he couldn't see she had cut halfway through her bonds. Solie hoped he maintained that unthinking dismissal of her even as he swallowed, shifting both his stance and his grip on the ornate dagger he held.

A circle appeared in the air above them, a sphere of shining energy. The priests chanted, their sonorous words filling the room, and the sphere went from gray to green to red to black. From there it went to a non-color, and the prince gaped at it in amazement while Solie squealed and hurried, nicking her own fingers in her haste. The wounds hurt but the blood helped, greasing the rope even as it threatened to make her drop her knife.

A wind was blowing, whirling into the circle with a strange roaring sound. The fire sylphs darted back, leaving the circle in shadow, and Solie realized that there was something looking through that gateway, assessing them all. The prince sensed it too, and she saw his eyes widen even farther. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

The presence looked through the gate, assessing, deciding whether to cross. Solie felt its attentions shifting, focusing ... and suddenly she knew it was looking at her, nude and helpless on the altar. It saw her and wanted her, and she hacked through the last bits of rope as it appeared, huge and shadowy, not yet taking any distinct shape.

"Now!" the king shouted. "Kill her now!"

The prince started, gasping, and raised his knife. His arms trembled as he brought it up over his head. At the same time, Solie broke through her last bonds and sat upright, thrusting her tiny blade deep into his arm. The prince shrieked, dropping his knife and falling backward off the dais. Still bound at the feet, Solie yanked out her gag and looked up ... straight into dark red eyes. She yelped and dropped back against the altar, hands raised in surrender.

The battler landed on the altar, bracing itself atop her, a beast formed of smoke and lightning, staring downward. She felt its emotions, its interest and its curiosity. Its eyes stared into hers, and she blushed as it slowly looked down the length of her body and then back up again. It purred, bent its head, and licked her from her navel up across her breasts and along her neck. Solie couldn't see its tongue, but she could feel it and squealed, frightened, cold, and somehow hot at the same time.

What had the king said? Name it.


Excerpted from The Battle Sylph by L. J. McDonald Copyright © 2010 by L. J. McDonald. Excerpted by permission.
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  • Posted April 8, 2010

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    A Very Mixed Review

    I have very mixed thoughts on this book, so I'm going to break it down a bit.

    The Cool Stuff:

    There was some really great world-building. McDonald created a world of magic, full of humans and elemental beings called Sylphs, and added some fantastic scenery to put them all in and it's as good as any acclaimed Fantasy world out there. The premise of the story is unique-I can say I've never read anything quite like it (there are some familiar story-elements, but on the whole, the base story-line is new). The plotting and action were tightly woven, creating several great battles between good vs. evil. The older battle sylphs just about break your heart-talk about your tortured heroes. One in particular, Ril, just about had me in tears on several occasions (the next in the series, The Shattered Sylph, is his story. Yay!).

    The Not-So-Cool Stuff:

    I hated the main characters. There, I said it. It's hard to like a book when you don't like the main characters. Part of it was that both Soli and Heyou were young-and unfortunately, they were a little annoying in their obvious youth. Neither character was very strong or take charge. They were actually quite passive, but with lots of whining and giggling thrown in. Also, and this I'm sure was meant to be humorous, but it fell flat, is Heyou's name. When a Sylph is summoned through the gate, the summoner immediately names him in order to bind him. Unfortunately, when the Battle Sylph is summoned, the first words out of Soli's mouth were "hey, you". So, the main male character's name is Heyou. It was very bothersome to me. The other thing that made me question the whole book, was some of the dialogue and word choices. McDonald created this great old-school fantasy world-a good as some of the best out there-and then the characters talk like they are teenagers in a mall in suburbia. It just didn't work for me.

    The I'm-Not-Quite-Sure About-This Stuff:

    What I don't know is exactly how I'd rate it. If it was based on characterization alone, it would be a 2 out of 5. But because it ends up being an entertaining and engaging read, with some great action and intriguing secondary characters, it deserves better. I'm going to go with 4 (and I'm feeling generous) out of 5. Mostly because there were some great moments throughout and I can't wait to read Ril's story and see where things go from here.

    10 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 19, 2010

    The Battle Sylph

    As a whole I found this to be one of those books that puts you on the edge from the beginning. When I opened this book I had a hard time putting it down in order to get some sleep before a full day at work. The concept in it's self if fascinating. I enjoyed the characters, felt moved by their plight, and overall look forward to reading many more by this author. I see a great series in this book! If you enjoy an adventure that will carry you away from reality for a little while, this is the book for you.

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 7, 2010

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    This is a great opening romantic fantasy with a delightful tongue in cheek attitude

    Her father arranged for Solie to marry a forty-five years old obese man. She refuses so believing her maiden Aunt Masha would taker her in, Solie flees her village. However, she fails to arrive at the haven she seeks. Instead she is captured by soldiers working for the prince of Eferem who expects a visit from a Battler Sylph. To bind him to the royals, they need a virgin sacrifice; hence the plan is to kill Solie the moment the Sylph crosses over as that enslaves them to the killer of his "queen".

    However, the soldiers underestimate their helpless prisoner who escapes their binds and calls to the Sylph "Hey You". He kills the prince and immediately the named Heyou and his queen Solie flee together. Outraged King Alcor Baldorth sends royal warriors and other Battle Sylphs to chase after this abomination of a female master of any kind of Sylph, but especially the most fearsome type, the Battler.

    This is a great opening romantic fantasy with a delightful tongue in cheek attitude that enhances the fun of the action-packed tale. The story line is fast-paced from the opening failed binding and never slows down as everyone knows females cannot be masters of sylphs. As Solie and Heyou rock their kingdom, readers will appreciate their escapades of trying to find haven, which is how she got into this mess in the first place. The Battle Sylph is a superb first act.

    Harriet Klausner

    4 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 10, 2011

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    Loved it

    I got this as a free ebook and loved it so much I had to buy the second book as soon as I finished the first. I really hope the author continues this series for a long lime

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 28, 2010


    Contains pornographic content - not recommended.

    1 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 17, 2010

    Really Good

    I really enjoyed this book.It has it's cute and funny moments without being too fluffy.There's enough action and angst to keep you interested and is all around a well rounded book.Yes it sometimes tells the story in other characters point of view who are not the main characters.But their was enough main characters point of view to know what was happening to them.I think it added to the experience and also you become familiar to the people who will be in the next books.I'm really looking forward to the rest of this series, and will read The Shattered Sylph as soon as I can.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 3, 2010

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    The Battle Sylph

    I love Paranorma romances this story fits the bill once I began reading I couldn't put it down with each page the story transformed! Love story at it's best, exciting, and thrilling..

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 1, 2013

    great series well written

    great series well written

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  • Posted July 6, 2013

    Very creative idea for book! Great story!

    Very creative idea for book! Great story!

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  • Posted May 21, 2013

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    Fantasy/romance with a fascinating and original plot.

    Fantasy/romance with a fascinating and original plot.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 19, 2012


    I wasn't sure if this would be a good book when I first started reading it. The more I read the more I liked it. I hated to reach the ending, I wish it could have lasted longer.

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  • Posted April 1, 2012

    I must confess I'm not an avid fan of fantasy/paranormal writing

    I must confess I'm not an avid fan of fantasy/paranormal writings. However, this book kept me reading. Lots of action and romance...sort of. It does get a little annoying with the main characters groping each other (as kids will do). But the writer does an extremely good job of getting you to connect with the emotions of the characters and keeps you turning to the next page, even when you think "I'll quit at the end of the chapter."

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 30, 2011


    I adore this book and this entire series its so different and l love the world of the sylphs!

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  • Posted October 15, 2011

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    Jump into a world full of intrigue, a fight for equality, and love.

    Jump into a world full of intrigue, a fight for equality, and love.
    The Battle Sylph is a great read that starts out with an independent and strong girl named Solie. Having a really bad day after being kidnapped and almost sacrificed Solie is thrust into a fight for not only her life, but the lives of many others that are trying to get away from their tyrannical ruler. She is accompanied by a battle sylph that because of a mistake she calls "Heyou". "Heyou" and Solie's romance was minimal, but sweet. The plot and character depth was what really held my attention in this book. The Sylphs in general had a bee like personality where they all work for one queen and called their domains hives. The relationships between sylph and their masters was really intriguing, especially between Ril and Leon. There was sort of a love/hate relationship between these two and I never got tired of their interactions with one another.
    Take a peek into a world where a girl and her sylph show their world that women deserve just as much rights as any man. Check out L. J. Mcdonald's debut novel "The Battle Sylph".

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  • Posted September 22, 2011

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    GraveTells Review: An emotional journey that is more than the sum of its parts

    TLDR recap: Captured to be used as the sacrifice in a terrible ceremony to bring over one of the feared battle sylphs, Solie is not about to just give up and die. Through a bizarre turn of events that starts a chain reaction of pivotal events, Solie becomes the battle master and, together with her new battler, sets out only to run and survive and inadvertently begins to change everything about her world, how it works, and who's in charge. This first book in the Sylph fantasy series by L. J. McDonald is the start of something special, with overarching themes of rising above who we are told we are to become what has always lived inside of us. The Battle Sylph is a GraveTells recommended read! Title: The Battle Sylph Series: The Sylph series - book #1 Author: L. J. McDonald Prominent Characters: Solie, Heyou, Leon, Ril, Mace, etc (ensemble cast) Recommended reader age: 15+ Sexual content level: Light Thoughts: This story is best experienced as a journey. Try to go into it knowing as little as possible. Stop reading reviews, blurbs, snippets, and even interviews. Pick it up, crack it open, and immerse yourself in the land of L. J. McDonald's imagination. This is not Paranormal Romance or Urban Fantasy - it is high fantasy without the "high", magical without the magic, the first book in a gripping somewhat-new series that has the potential to be epic. There are no outright spoilers in this review, but if you prefer to read it as I've just recommended, completely new to the world and characters, stop right now and come back when you're done! If you want to know a little more about the world of the sylphs, read on... The Battle Sylph is an emotional roller coaster that just keeps picking up steam. It has some slower spots, where new, less high profile, characters are introduced, and some parts are a little predictable, but you know they're always trekking toward the goal and you're impatient for them to get there and everything to be okay. The battlers quickly transition from the lethal monsters you fear and hate to the underdogs you pity and root for, and slowly become more and more attractive until they are the focus of the story. The characters are vivid and no one is too similar or too unbelievable. The battlers are deeply compelling and the humans are gritty and real. The Battle Sylph is a story about bravery and courage from within, overcoming the bounds of slavery and the chains of hate. It is a tale of self-sacrifice and community spirit, an ensemble piece rich in emotion, with more depth and creativity than I expected. This has the makings of a powerful, memorable fantasy series. It is incredibly engaging; a creative new world where technology is stunted, elementals are enslaved to privileged humans, and oppression runs rampant. Continued... (truncated for length) Original full available on GraveTells: search for "battle sylph" *ARC provided by Netgalley. No compensation was received for this review and all opinions expressed are the honest opinion of the reviewer, not influenced by outside factors.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 18, 2011

    decent but didn't connect

    Neat story, cool cover, but the main characters didn't draw me. I'd read more by the author though.

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  • Posted August 31, 2011

    Good Read

    normally I do not go for romance but the sci fi was great

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  • Posted August 25, 2011

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    Greek Mythology-esque

    Eh. I wasn't overly impressed, but I was intrigued enough to finish the book. There was a lot of overtly sexual content, though, so reader beware. I don't usually read "trashy" romance such as this, but it was free, so I read it. The plot was actually pretty imaginative, but the overly romantic bent distracts greatly.

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  • Posted May 4, 2011


    I was hesitant to read this book at first. I don't favor male PoVs and thought this one would be like that. However, I'm thoroughly glad I ignored that feeling and read The Battle Sylph anyway. The story changes PoVs between a young woman, Solie, who is taken as a sacrifice for a battle sylph, and her soon-to-be battler, Heyou. It also explores other characters, both human and sylph alike, which I found captivating.

    This book kept me drawn in from the first word. McDonald's way to giving mystery to already suspenseful scenes was borderline masterful. But the novel wasn't all serious and action. There are several moments of comedic relief between Solie and her very faithful (and lustful) sylph that give the characters life. It's easy to track their development over the course of the story. Solie, a peasant girl from a tiny village grows into the queen Heyou sees her as, taking a place of leadership among the outcast Community. Heyou is born with an instinct to hate men, but we see him change too.

    McDonald gives a new spin to fantasy. Never before have I read about creatures like his sylphs. Overall, I would recommend this book to teens and older who are looking for a good epic fantasy.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 19, 2011

    Better than expected.

    Downloaded for free way back when it was available for free. Finally got around to reading it. Much better than expected. Sorry I waited so long to read it. Going to be checking out the next one.

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