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On the eve of World War II, under orders from SS Reichsführer Heinrich Himmler, explorer Kurt Raeder sets out for the Tibetan mountains in search of a legendary energy source that could ensure the ultimate Nazi victory. Only American zoologist Benjamin Hood, together with aviatrix Beth Calloway, can stop Raeder and his team before the tides of history run red with blood.

Decades later, in present-day Seattle, software publicist Rominy Pickett is saved from certain death. Her ...

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On the eve of World War II, under orders from SS Reichsführer Heinrich Himmler, explorer Kurt Raeder sets out for the Tibetan mountains in search of a legendary energy source that could ensure the ultimate Nazi victory. Only American zoologist Benjamin Hood, together with aviatrix Beth Calloway, can stop Raeder and his team before the tides of history run red with blood.

Decades later, in present-day Seattle, software publicist Rominy Pickett is saved from certain death. Her rescuer, a mysterious journalist, claims to know the truth about Rominy’s family—warning her of evil forces again on the rise . . . and the coming apocalypse that she must somehow prevent.

Spanning continents and more than seventy years, Blood of the Reich is William Dietrich at his very best—a white-knuckle thrill ride filled with adventure, authentic historical detail, and unforgettable characters.

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Editorial Reviews

James Rollins
“Blood of the Reich showcases [Dietrich’s] best skills, marrying riveting historical set pieces to a modern, taut thriller. Evocative and deadly, bloody and harrowing, this book left me breathless and churning through the last pages until its jaw-dropping climax. Not to be missed.”
Steve Berry
“Blood of the Reich is something new for William Dietrich. A foray into the modern world of the international thriller—loaded with secrets, conspiracies, action, adventure—but with all of the rich scope and history we’ve come to expect from a Dietrich book. Top-notch entertainment.”
“It’s quite a ride, filled with surprises, and not to be missed. As long as you can suspend a little disbelief, you’ll revel in Blood of the Reich.”
Mystery One
“Dietrich takes the reader on a roller coaster ride. The history and plotting are excellent and all the elements of a fine thriller are present. Fans of this genre of novel will love this fast paced book.”
Cascadia Weekly
“True to form, many of the facts Dietrich peppers in this gripping read relate to real-life events. This attention to detail [is] part of what makes what the writer has to say all the more compelling.”
“Told in alternating chapters-past and present-the story is at once a fast-paced historical adventure and a gripping modern-day thriller. Highly recommended to anyone who enjoys a ripping yarn.”
Skagit Daily Herald
“William Dietrich has a knack for working interesting historic episodes into a thrilling story…The action is nonstop, and the locations are fascinating…an absorbing read.”
New York Journal of Books
“Dietrich’s background as a naturalist and historian allow him to successfully create outlandish plots against authentic, real world settings...[Blood of the Reich] sets its sights high and never fails to deliver.”
Romantic Times Book Review
“Dietrich has created a wonderful web of intrigue, using history, vibrantly depicted settings, and great character development that leaves the reader unsure of whom to trust until the very end. Fans of Raiders of the Lost Ark will definitely add this to their holds list.”
Seattle Times
“[Dietrich’s] compulsively readable Blood of the Reich takes off from a real (and really bizarre) event—a Nazi expedition to Tibet that hoped to discover the Aryan race’s origins.”
“In BLOOD OF THE REICH, Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist William Dietrich has created a fascinating, fast-paced thriller rich in historic detail and modern technology, with heavy doses of suspense, a dash of romance and a cast of memorable characters worth rooting for.”
Yahoo! Shine
“Dietrich’s superior stylistics keep the reader on track with the back-and-forth plots in this engrossing action/adventure novel that crosses the decades and circles the globe. If you’re partial to the novels of James Rollins and/or Boyd Morrison, then you’ll love this one.”
Publishers Weekly
Once again the occult delusions of the murderous Nazi regime prove to have a basis in fact, as shown by this diverting thriller from Dietrich, best known for his Ethan Gage historical adventure series (The Barbary Pirates, etc.). In 1938, Heinrich Himmler dispatches academic and SS man Kurt Raeder to Tibet to uncover long-lost secrets for use in the Reich's coming war effort. In Tibet, Raeder and his SS team clash with wealthy American explorer Benjamin Hood and plucky aviatrix Beth Calloway over secrets hidden in ancient temples. Seven decades later in Seattle, publicist Rominy Pickett narrowly escapes death when her car explodes, and soon finds herself on the run with the guy who saved her from the blast, journalist Jake Barrow. The echoing repercussions from the past propel the naïve Rominy across half a planet to a dreadful intersection between forgotten Tibetan lore and cutting-edge science. Plenty of chases, deadly confrontations, and startling revelations keep the pages turning. (July)
Romantic Times
"Dietrich has created a wonderful web of intrigue, using history, vibrantly depicted settings, and great character development that leaves the reader unsure of whom to trust until the very end. Fans of Raiders of the Lost Ark will definitely add this to their holds list."
Library Journal
Explorer Kurt Raeder has orders from Heinrich Himmler to find an elixir hidden deep in the Tibetan mountains that grants eternal life, and American zoologist Benjamin Hood has orders to stop him. Meanwhile, in contemporary Seattle, a young woman is saved from death by a journalist who claims that her family holds a secret that will save the world. If you want to know how these stories connect, read the latest from Dietrich, author of the well-received adventures starring Ethan Gage (e.g., Napoleon's Pyramids). The publisher is looking for a breakout; with a 75,000-copy first printing.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780061989193
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 12/27/2011
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 576
  • Sales rank: 673,324
  • Product dimensions: 4.20 (w) x 7.50 (h) x 1.60 (d)

Meet the Author

William Dietrich is the author of fourteen novels, including six previous Ethan Gage titles—Napoleon's Pyramids, The Rosetta Key, The Dakota Cipher, The Barbary Pirates, The Emerald Storm, and The Barbed Crown. Dietrich is also a Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist, historian, and naturalist. A winner of the PNBA Award for Nonfiction, he lives in Washington State.

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Blood of the Reich

A Novel
By William Dietrich


Copyright © 2011 William Dietrich
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780061989186

Chapter One

Berlin, Germany
March 21, 1938

First day of spring, and pregnant with the same expectancy that
gripped Kurt Raeder at his unexpected summons from
Reishsführer-SS Heinrich Himmler. The Prussian sky was cold, ragged
sunlight dappling the German capital with that glitter atop iron that
promised an end to winter. So might Himmler be the pagan sun to
part the clouds of Raeder's stalled career. So might Raeder win his
own expedition.
"We have read with interest your books on Tibet," the summons
stated. With that simple missive the explorer had been yanked out of
the ennui of his university teaching and the gloom of his wife's death,
the opportunity like the twin lightning bolts of the SS Rune.
As Raeder walked from the U-Bahn into the heart of Nazi power,
Berlin seemed to share his anticipation. The city was its habitual
gray, buds swollen but little green on the trees yet. The paving was
bright from a night's rain, however, and the capital seemed poised,
purposeful, like one of the new steel tanks that had waited on the
border for the Anschluss with Austria just nine days before. Now the
two nations were united in a single German Reich, and once more
public apprehension about a Nazi gamble had turned to excitement
bright as the red swastika banners, vivid as a wound. All the world
was waiting to see what Germany would do next. All Germany was
waiting to see what Hitler would do next. His New Order was
improbably succeeding, and on Wilhelm-Strasse, marble blocks and
columns were stacked to the sky where the Führer's imposing
Chancellery was rising. Speer had promised completion in less than a
year, and workers scrambled across the pile like frenzied ants. People
watched, with pride.
Raeder secretly liked the theatricality of his black SS uniform and
the medieval ritual of SS indoctrination. It meant brotherhood, the
satisfaction of being one of the chosen. Entry into the new German
knighthood in 1933, suggested by a politician friend, had been a way
to establish Aryan ancestry and win a measure of grudging deference
in a university system glacial in its advancements. But while appointments
had come quicker with the exodus of the Jews, Raeder's brief
fame had not solidified into promotion.
University intellectuals were snobbish toward the Nazis. At school,
Raeder had mostly avoided the costume, preferring to blend in with
high starched collar and restricting tie through years of brief celebrity,
dull instruction, and finally private tragedy.
But now the Reichsführer SS had somehow taken notice. Here
was the hinge of Raeder's life. So the young professor had put on the
Schutzstaffel uniform with its runic insignia, both proud and
self conscious. When his faculty colleague Gosling spied him from a café
and joked about it, the zoologist managed the good humor to shrug.
"Even scholars have to eat."
Life, the Nazis preached, was struggle.
Raeder knew he cut a fine SS figure. Brown hair a shade too dark
to be ideal, perhaps, but handsome and fit from his explorations:
erect, wiry, what a German youth might wish to be, the new man,
the Aryan prototype. Crack shot, alpinist, university scholar, hunter,
author, and scientist for the Third Reich. Lotte's death had not been
publicized, out of deference to his achievements. His self-doubt he
kept to himself.
Almost unconsciously, Berliners swerved around his uniform on
the crowded Wilhelm-Strasse, a caution he accepted as normal. The
SS was not to be loved, Himmler had preached. But Untersturmführer
Kurt Raeder, adventurer! His resolute gaze had been in magazines.
Women swept by him and peeked.
Pedestrians thinned as he walked past the sterile, massive headquarters
of Göring's new Air Ministry, the power of the Luftwaffe
implied by its modernist bulk. And then thinned still more as he turned
left onto Prinz-Albrecht-Strasse and arrived at Number 8, the most
notorious address in Nazi Germany. Here was the home of the Reich
Security Ministry, which included the SS and Gestapo. Next door
was Number 9, the Prinz-Albrecht-Palais Hotel, also subsumed by the
growing security bureaucracy. To Raeder's eye the home of the police
was a more inviting structure than the plain severity of Göring's
headquarters. With classical arched entry and Renaissance styling, the SS
buildings harkened back to the more refined nineteenth century. Only
the black-clad sentries who flanked the door hinted at its new purpose.
There were rumors of Gestapo cells in the basement. There were
always rumors, everywhere, of the very worst things. This was good,
Raeder believed. Menace promised security to those who followed the
rules. None could deny the Nazis had brought order out of chaos.
While the democracies were flailing, the totalitarian models—
Germany, Italy, Spain, Japan—were on the rise.
This building was the fist of the future. Raeder's future.
There was a hush inside, like a church. A grand stairway with thick
balustrade, steps carpeted in red plush like a movie palace, led up a
flight to a vaulted entry hall. The only decorations were three
hanging swastika flags and busts of Hitler and Göring. Public depictions
of Himmler were rare; his power was his air of mystery. Bare wooden
benches as uncomfortable as pews lined one side of the waiting area,
glacial light filtering in from arched, frosted windows. At the far end
three steps led to another entry (like an altar, Raeder thought,
continuing the church analogy) with black-clad guards presiding instead
of black-robed priests. Himmler had modeled his elite on the Jesuits,
and SS zeal on the discipline of the Inquisition.
Raeder's credentials were checked and he was admitted to a more
private reception area, the offices beyond barricaded by a massive
counter of dark-stained oak, stout as a dam. Now a more thorough
check, this time by a blond-headed Nordic guard of the type the SS
put on its posters. The officer scrutinized his insignia skeptically.
"An Untersturmführer to see the Reichsführer?"
Raeder showed the letter that had summoned the SS lieutenant
from his residence in the respectable Wilmersdorf district, the apartment
haunted now since Lotte's death. "The Reichsführer expects all
ranks to serve."
The comment drew no reaction from a man with the expressiveness
of a robot. "Wait."
The explorer stood stiffly as the orderly spoke into a telephone
and then returned it to its cradle. The guard didn't bother to look at
Raeder again.
Long minutes passed. Raeder could hear the faint clack of heels
on tile, the cricket-murmur of typewriter keys and code machines, the
rumble of wooden file drawers sliding out and slamming home. Each
muffled ring of distant phone was answered before it could jangle a
second time. All was whispered, as if the ministry building had been
selected to absorb sound. Was noise from the basement muted, too?
The colors were institutional green and cream, the lights a somber
"This way, Professor Raeder."
Another SS officer, a Sturmbanführer, thicker and pinker, briskly
led him into the maze of corridors beyond. They wound one way and
another, climbed a flight of stairs, and wound again. Raeder was
(perhaps deliberately) lost. The office doors they passed were shut, shapes
moving behind obscured glass. The few people in the hallways were
male, hurried, boots drumming, conversation a murmur. The walls
were blank. Floors gleamed. The calm efficiency, the monkish
concentration, the paper-and-glue smell of a library . . . it was admirable
and disquieting.
Then more SS guards as strapping as Vikings snapped to attention,
a double door swung open, and they came to a high-ceilinged
anteroom paneled in beech. Sentries checked Raeder for weapons
and scrutinized his identification once again. No one smiled or spoke
more than the minimum. It was a wordless play, the anteroom dim,
windowless. He was in the middle of a vast hive.
A knock on a side door, an answering buzz, and he was ushered
Raeder expected another corridor, but instead found himself in
a modest painted office, with a lower ceiling than in the anteroom
outside. A single window looked out on a courtyard, the wall it faced
blank stone. No one from outside could look in. There was a large but
plain desk, left over from some Prussian ministry, and three leather
chairs in front of it. Behind sat the second most powerful man in
Himmler looked up from a manila file and gave Raeder an owlish
blink. With round spectacles, receding chin, and narrow shoulders,
the Reichsführer SS was nothing like his praetorians outside. In fact,
he resembled a bank clerk or schoolmaster. He had a thin mustache,
pale skin, and white, fastidious, womanly hands. His hair was shaved
close to the skull above his ears in the dull helmet shape of Prussian
A much fiercer portrait of the Führer looked down on them with
burning zeal: that shock of black hair, that punctuating mustache.
The office was otherwise absent of decoration. There were no
personal pictures or mementos, just a wall of books, many of them
old, leather-bound, and cracked. Raeder couldn't read the faded
titles. The Reichsführer's desk was as neat as that of an accountant,
stacks of files with colored tabs precisely squared and ranked. Either
this was not Himmler's regular office or the Reichsführer had no
need of the baronial opulence of a Hermann Göring. The abstention
was eerie.
Himmler closed the folder and turned it so Raeder could discern
his own name and picture.
The zoologist did so, sinking into a chair. Its legs had been trimmed
so that he almost squatted, looking up at Himmler. The Reichsführer
smiled thinly, as if to relax his guest, but the chilliness simply
reinforced the man's power. There was something oddly vacant about
the personality he projected, as if Raeder were meeting with a facade.
Then Himmler abruptly leaned forward in a disconcertingly
intense way, with a predatory glare like an insect, eyes obscured behind
the reflection of the glasses, purpose ignited as if with a match.
"Untersturmführer," the security minister began without preamble,
folding his hands on Raeder's folder, "do you believe in the
importance of blood?"


Excerpted from Blood of the Reich by William Dietrich Copyright © 2011 by William Dietrich. Excerpted by permission of Harper. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
Excerpts are provided by Dial-A-Book Inc. solely for the personal use of visitors to this web site.

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  • Posted November 15, 2013

    Good Read

    This a a thoroughly good read by William Dietrich. The plot is a bit far fetched but entertaining none the less.... Also read Ice Reich by the same author. His Ethan Gage books are "engaging" as well. The first book in that series is Napoleon's Pyramids.

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  • Posted April 10, 2012

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    This is one of Dietrich's better books and I enjoyed it quite a

    This is one of Dietrich's better books and I enjoyed it quite a bit. I really got caught up in the descriptions of Tibet but got a little lost at the end. Anyone for Joe Black as the down and out Tibetan guide?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 2, 2012

    The author effectively flashes back and forth between the presen

    The author effectively flashes back and forth between the present day and pre-WWII events, which is a challenge but was well-handled. However, I agree with the review posted by The Alternative in that the ending was rushed and did not adequately tie together the sub-plots. The story was fine until the LHC events, which spoiled an otherwise well-written book; a more critical editor should have advised that the last part of the book should have been completely rewritten.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 19, 2012

    Great book!!!

    I really enjoyed reading this book, tense exciting and thrilling at all times. A great book with an enjoyable story line I could not put this book down

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 24, 2012

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    Interesting and fun.

    Okay, who doesn't like a book with bad guy Nazis running around? I admit I kinda wanted to like this book when I bought it. The premise reminded me of Raiders of the Lost Ark, and I did like it, though I personally found the jumping back and forth timeline kinda off. But that may have been just me. All in all, a fun read.

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  • Posted October 11, 2011

    If you like adventure, look no further!

    From the mountains of Washington, to the mountains of Tibet, from an aerie nunnery to a Nazi castle. Dietrich's latest book spans the generations from just before World War II to present day. Jump aboard and come along for an adventure filled with explosions, sex, treachery, and the ever elusive treasure of a lifetime.
    We begin in 1938 with zoologist and SS member Kurt Raeder, who is called to a meeting with Heinrich Himmler. The Nazis are gearing for war and the head of the German secret police wants Raeder to help assure Reich domination. Raeder is sent to Tibet to search for the legendary city of Shambhala and a power source that will give Germany guaranteed world conquest.
    Jump ahead to present day where publicist Rominy Pickett's life is narrowly saved by a mysterious man claiming to be an investigative reporter who knows about Pickett's ancestry. Apparently, her great-grandfather traveled to Tibet and may have brought home a secret so great people have and will kill to possess it. Together, they sort through clues, avoiding danger at every turn, in order to find what the fascists of yesterday (and their followers of today) sought in the mysterious land of Tibet.
    Are you ready to be immersed in the lush northwest then climb the highest peaks in the world? Are you ready to walk with Nazi loyalists and fly with a tomboy aviatrix? Oh, you know there's going to be lies and false-faces. You know there's going to be death-defying chases and heroism involved. This book doesn't drown you in scientific chaos, but stretches your imagination into 'what if' areas. If you like adventure, look no further than "Blood of the Reich."

    Reviewed by Stephen L. Brayton, author of "Beta" for Suspense Magazine

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  • Posted September 14, 2011

    Taut and intriguing concept in a well-executed thriller.

    In Blood of the Reich, Anacortes based William Dietrich takes a peculiar true historical incident, in this case a Himmler sponsored expedition of German scientists to Tibet--the roof of the world--and combines it with a fictional power supposedly left by the ancients in a remote monastery awaiting the 'blood key' to unlock the secrets. Convinced of their Aryan superiority the Nazi expedition treks treacherously to the forbidden gates and discovers 'Vril' only to have its power denied them by the interdiction of an intrepid American archeologist and an adventurous lady pilot, presumably saving the world from Nazi domination--for now. Dietrich cleverly switches to and from pre-war German obsessions and a modern day thrill ride as destinies separated by seven decades race toward a breath-taking collision. Here the elements of history, fiction and the supernatural are blended seamlessly with the peculiar world of sub-atomic physics to produce an exciting page turning adventure that will keep you on the edge of your seat right till the last page. A great read, and I will note for the record, Bill's work is among my favorite reading. His scholarship is evident, but always serves the story well without distraction. When you finish this one, try Hadrian's Wall or the Ethan Gage series. I promise you won't be disappointed!

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