The people of Nelebek live in fear of persecution from the evil Morlet, who reigns with a dark and destructive magic. The kingdom’s only hope lies with the Order of the Krigers—twelve warriors with mysterious powers linked to magical weapons. For over a century, Morlet has been annihilating the Order, picking them off one by one. Eleven Krigers have been hunted down, tortured, and imprisoned in his dungeon. Now only one remains. 16-year-old Kaia survives by keeping her head down and minding her own business. But when she finds herself in the middle of a public execution where the mysterious Morlet is in attendance, an odd compulsion she can’t resist comes over her and she looks into Morlet’s eyes. Soon an ancient power awakens and Kaia can no more blend into the scenery. Will she heed the call of the Krigers or will Morlet’s dark magic destroy the last of the Order?
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Jennifer Anne Davis is a full-time writer and mother of three highly energetic children. Her days are spent living in imaginary worlds and fueling her own kids’ creativity. She lives in San Diego, California.
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Order of the Krigers Book One
By Jennifer Anne Davis
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I staggered into my apartment. The bed, tucked in the corner of the room, begged me to lie down, if only for a moment. But my sore feet, raw hands, and aching back — the result of washing clothes for twelve hours straight — would have to wait for a reprieve because hunger overruled the need for sleep. Opening the kitchen cupboard blackened with dirt and grime, I found only a few crumbs scattered on the shelves. How were we going to survive? Stomping from above shook the ceiling, causing dust to rain down. A baby cried and a couple argued on the other side of the wall.
"Kaia," my father said as he entered the room. "I didn't hear you come in."
"Why are you home so early?" I asked, kissing his cheek. His face was paler than usual, his hair disheveled, and his eyes had dark circles under them.
Instead of answering, he swung his arms, loosening them up. "Let's get to it."
Hopefully, he hadn't lost his job from being too sick to work. If he did, we would not only be out of food, but we'd be out of this apartment as well. It might not be much, but it was all we had. I'd grown up in these two rooms, and, most likely, would be where I lived the rest of my life.
"Sure," I said, too tired to train. "What do you want to work on first?"
"Hand to hand combat," he said. Besides the kitchen cupboards and my straw mattress covered with a few dingy blankets, the only other furniture in the room was a wooden table, two chairs, and a box for my clothes.
As I stood across from Papa in the middle of the room, my stomach growled. His hand barreled down toward me. Raising my left arm, I blocked the strike and punched his gut. When he hunched forward, I latched onto his shoulders, pulling him down and slamming my knee into his head. He toppled to the ground.
After a minute, my father raised his eyebrows. "Aren't you going to finish me off?" he asked, leaping to his feet. "You had me. Why'd you stop?"
"When my attacker is on the ground, there's no reason to render him unconscious or murder him. Fleeing is easy at that point."
He shook his head. "Honey, when the time comes, you won't have the opportunity to consider whether a person should be killed or not. We train so you can act without thinking."
"I'd rather train so that when the time comes, if it ever does, I can defend myself and make the right choice. If there's another way to escape, why should I murder the person?" It was difficult to argue with my father since he always insisted he was right. As much as I loved him, I didn't necessarily agree with him.
"Your mother would be proud of the woman you've become," he said, changing the subject.
"Why don't you ever talk about her?" I asked. "Do we look alike? How'd she spend her time?" If only he would tell me something, anything, so I could feel a connection to her.
"Not right now," Papa said, staring at his feet. "You're not done with your lesson."
Of course. Training always came first — it was the most important aspect of my life. Since my mother had died delivering me, my father felt it was his duty to make sure I could take care of myself. Inconsequential things such as knowing anything about my own mother would have to wait. Survival was the one, and only, goal in this desolate kingdom.
Even though my arms shook from hunger, I smiled. "What do you want to work on now?"
"Let's practice what to do if someone comes up behind you."
Turning my back to my father, I patiently waited for him to attack. When he didn't, I glanced behind me. Papa bent over clutching his chest. Running to where he kept his medicine, I grabbed the bottle off the moldy shelf and uncorked it. It was empty, and my heart sank. There should be at least another week's worth. Papa had to be taking more than he should, which could only mean one thing: he wasn't getting any better.
"I'm sorry," he said, wheezing. "I didn't want to worry you." He coughed, and little droplets of blood spattered on the floor.
Tears filled my eyes, and I hastily blinked them away. "I'll go to the apothecary's and get more medicine." I wrapped my arm around his torso and helped him hobble to the wooden chair at the table.
"It's almost curfew," he said, sitting down. "It's too dangerous for you to be out at this hour."
Without the medicine, my father's condition would only worsen. "Let me do this for you." It was nothing I couldn't handle. He worked hard to ensure I was taken care of — it was my turn to see to his needs.
Papa pulled out his handkerchief and wiped off the blood covering is lips. "There's no money left."
He started coughing again, and I struggled to hold back my rage. He was forced to work as a soldat in the mines for the king, yet he wasn't paid nearly enough to feed us, let alone to have extra money for expensive items such as medicine. It wasn't fair.
"Don't worry," I replied. "There's a little bit of money left over from my job." Reaching under my mattress, my fingers fumbled around until they came across my one and only coin. It wouldn't be enough, but it was better than nothing.
"Kaia," my father said. "Go tomorrow instead. It'll be safer." The handkerchief clutched in his hand was moist with blood, and a foul, metallic smell permeated the air.
"You might not be alive come morning. I'm going — and there's nothing you can say to stop me." I leaned down and kissed his cheek.
"Remember everything I've taught you, everything we've practiced." He patted my shoulder. "And when you return, we need to talk. There's something I must tell you."
With curfew going into effect in a few short hours, I needed to leave instead of dwelling on what Papa had to say. Wrapping a knit scarf around my neck, I closed the door to our apartment and ran down the rickety, wooden steps to the first floor. The repulsive smell of body odor and waste hung heavy in the stale air. Holding my breath, I hurried along the dark corridor and shoved the door open, stepping outside and inhaling the fresh air.
The chilly wind whipped around my body. Thankfully, I had on sturdy pants, a plain shirt, and a thick leather vest instead of a dress. For as long as I could remember, Papa insisted I wear trousers because they were easier to move and fight in. Pulling the scarf around my mouth, I made sure my long, brown hair was tucked under my shirt. The key to making it through the capital without attracting the soldats' attention was to keep my head down and walk quickly.
Since most people hurried home from work at this hour, I easily vanished into the crowd. Soldats stood posted at each street corner watching everyone. Across the way, a young man joked with his friend — he should have known better. In less than a minute, half a dozen men dressed in red uniforms descended upon him.
"I didn't do anything!" the young man screamed. A soldat punched him in the stomach, yanked his hands back, and tied his wrists together. He dragged the young man down the street, presumably to the dungeon. It took all my willpower to keep walking the other way. Papa had drilled it in me to pick my battles. Unless my life was in danger, I had to stand down, regardless of the injustice of the situation. Curling my fingers, I made two fists, keeping my anger under control. This was no way to live.
Passing between the tall, gray, windowless buildings lining the street, an oppressive feeling overwhelmed me. Each structure was jam-packed with apartments housing multiple families similar to the one I lived in. The sound of people speaking, children crying, and soldiers yelling was constant. The smell of decaying rats, trash, and vomit coated the air like a wool blanket.
Rounding a corner, I spied the king's castle in the distance. Its imposing black stone walls and bleak towers mirrored the capital and my future. Legend said it was once a shining, gleaming, white castle filled with lively parties and a ruler who cared about his subjects. I didn't believe any part of that. It was probably just wishful thinking — a fairy tale to lull children to sleep at night. The only people who entered or left the castle were soldats from the King's Army. The king didn't care about his subjects — he obsessed over hunting down and capturing the Krigers.
Turning onto another street, I quickly took note of where each soldat stood and avoided passing near them. Men covered with dirt from laboring in the mines stopped at the taverns on their way home from work. Women carried baskets, desperately trying to sell knitted scarves, socks, and gloves. There were two hours until curfew, just enough time for me to buy my father's medicine and make it home.
After passing the baker and blacksmith, both closing up for the night, I finally arrived at my destination. I entered the apothecary's store; a gray cat darted in front of me, but otherwise the place seemed empty. Shelves containing all sorts of glass jars, most of them no larger than my hand, lined the walls of the small room from the scarred wooden floor to the cracked plaster ceiling. At the counter, I cleared my throat. A moment later, the apothecary entered through the back curtain, his dark eyes darting around the store nervously.
"Kaia." He smiled, relieved. "How is your father doing?" he asked, wiping his hands on a small towel.
"He hasn't improved." Placing my money on the counter, I hoped we could strike a deal. "He needs more breathing medicine."
"Maybe it's time to let your father go." The apothecary slid the coin back toward me.
Papa was all I had left, and just the thought of losing him made it hard to breathe. I pushed my coin back toward the apothecary and folded my arms.
The apothecary rubbed his tired face. "Medicine is expensive. Didn't you just turn sixteen?"
"Then you can legally work."
"Are you offering me a job?" A woman in my apartment building already employed me at helping her wash clothes. It didn't pay much, but it afforded me the flexibility to go home and take care of my father if needed.
"I can't hire you," he said. "An apprentice is already assigned to me." He turned around and took a jar off the shelf behind him. "This is one week's worth of medicine."
"Thank you." As I reached for it, he snatched it away with his long, bony fingers.
"This isn't free," he scolded me.
"I promise to pay you."
"I have mouths to feed, too." The cat jumped onto the counter and lay down so the apothecary could scratch its plump belly.
"What about cleaning your store or making deliveries?" There had to be something he needed.
He held the jar in his free hand, taunting me. "There is an errand that must be taken care of." He leaned forward on the counter, placing the glass bottle before me and shooing the cat away. "Do this favor for me, and I'll give you one day's worth of medicine."
Clenching my hands, I muttered, "Only one day?"
"That's what I'm offering." He smiled.
The gray cat slunk up next to me, rubbing its body against my legs. Seeing no other feasible option at this late hour, I agreed. The apothecary reached under the counter and pulled out a small jar, setting it on the wooden surface. After pouring a tiny amount of medicine inside, he corked it and held the bottle in front of my face. "I need you to go to the Town Square."
The Town Square always crawled with men from the King's Army looking for young, able-bodied people to recruit. They would arrest the person and tell him that he could go free if he willingly joined the army. Other times, they would put the person to work in the mines, digging for the Heks power source. Many steered clear of the Town Square in order to avoid being forced into the king's service. I would rather die than become a slave.
"Still want the medicine?" the apothecary asked.
"Yes," I snapped. "Tell me what to do."
"Look for a man wearing a fur-trimmed jacket," he instructed. "He's ... well, not from around here. And he's someone you never want to cross."
Most likely, this man was a criminal. I swallowed, contemplating my options. Doing this errand meant receiving my father's medicine. Papa would be upset with the risks involved. However, he'd also told me to pick my battles — and this battle I was willing to fight.
I reached for the jar, and the apothecary nicked it away. "I'll give it to you when you return. I need some form of insurance you'll make the delivery."
"It'll be curfew by then," I said, clutching the counter so tightly, my knuckles turned white.
"Then I suggest you hurry." The apothecary went to a wooden cabinet concealed in the corner of the room between two large shelves. Slipping his hand into his pocket, he produced a long, thin key. He unlocked the door, reached inside, and pulled out a black bottle the size of my pinkie finger. After locking the door, he came over and carefully placed the bottle on the palm of my hand.
"I have some advice for you," he said, drumming his fingers on the counter. "This man disposes of people for a living. Try to avoid asking him any questions, and don't make eye contact."
My heart pounded just thinking about the task before me. "I understand."
"You better be on your way. He's expecting someone to deliver it at any minute."
With shaking hands, I hid the bottle under my leather vest. The apothecary crept out from behind the counter, shoving me out of his shop and onto the street, closing and bolting the door behind me.
I shivered, wanting to forget the feel of his fingers digging into my shoulders. Folding my hands under my arms, I took the main road that led straight to the center of town. Nearing the Town Square, the street became unusually packed.
Walking shoulder to shoulder with dozens of people filtering into the Town Square, I tried to listen to the conversations of those around me. Many whispered the word execution. I froze, not wanting to witness something so heinous. People bumped into me, pushing me forward into the open cobblestone area.
The Town Square was approximately one hundred feet by one hundred feet wide, surrounded by shops. A wooden platform was situated in the middle. A man dressed in black holding an ax stood atop it. My stomach lurched. I'd never witnessed an execution before. There hadn't been any gossip in my building and, hopefully, it was no one I knew. This was another reason my father insisted the area be avoided at all cost.
Making my way through the crowd of at least three hundred people, I searched for the man dressed in a fur-trimmed jacket, hoping he'd stand out and I'd find him before the prisoner was brought forth.
A hush descended over the crowd as the king's personal guard — men dressed in solid black with the royal crest embroidered on their tunics — marched into the Town Square, clearing a path between the people, directly to the execution platform. A clattering sound arose as a shiny black carriage with its curtains drawn shut rode through the open area the soldats had created. When the carriage turned, the painted crest of the king, Morlet Forseve shone. Even though we lived in the capital where the king's primary residence was located, Morlet rarely made public appearances. He spent most of his time scouring the various towns in the kingdom of Nelebek, searching for the Krigers.
The carriage pulled to a stop before the platform, and a footman opened the door. A figure dressed in a black cape that covered his head and body emerged. He glided up the stairs and spoke briefly with the executioner. I stood on my toes, trying to get a better look.
No one in the Town Square spoke.
"What's going on?" I whispered to the man standing next to me.
"The king ordered the execution of the man who aided Kriger Henrik before he was imprisoned two seasons ago."
Legend stated that when Morlet used dark magic and came into power, twelve warriors, known as Krigers, were born. Krigers had special abilities and magical weapons. When all twelve Krigers came together and united their powers, they would be strong enough to defeat Morlet. Papa told me that at first, Morlet hunted down and killed the Krigers. However, every time he killed one, a new one was born. The only way for him to end the Krigers was to kill all twelve at the same time, when their powers were linked, thus ending the Order of the Krigers forever.
And now, the king had eleven of the twelve imprisoned.
Although I'd never known or met a Kriger before, every night I wished I'd see the day they came together and killed the king. If Morlet was gone, surely the people of Nelebek would have a chance at a better life — one without poverty and fear.
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Well written and entertaining
This book was a recommendation based on another book I had read. So glad I tried it. If you're a fan of books like Court of Thorns and Roses Series, True Reign Series you will love this. AND the bonus is it's only $.99
I am always amazed how this other keeps me engaged in the characters I can't wait for the next book. If you're looking for a fun adventure this is definitely one you want to read.
OH MY GOSH!!! I can't even begin to explain how much I love this book! This is the first book I have ever read by Jennifer Anne Davis and it will surely not be my last! Rise grabbed me from the very beginning and held on tightly. The first night I started reading this book I could not put it down. I wound up staying up and reading this until the wee hours of the morning. The sun came up and it took everything in me to put this book down so I could get some sleep. When I woke up all I wanted to do was pick this book back up and keep reading, but alas, Adulting called and I had to get things done first. If I would have been able to I would have devoured this book in one sitting. You have been forewarned. This story had it all! It is one of those books that will give you all the feels! It has all the elements that make a book enjoyable. Action, and romance in abundance! Loved the original names for all these characters in the book! I also feel deeply in love with these characters. Kaia is a girl who comes from a humble background. She has always had to work for the little that she has. she lives with her sick father and takes care of hin. She is a littlle bit innocent and a bit awkward and has never been in love. Now she pretty much has three guys vying for her attention. I think it's pretty safe to say that she has feelings for two of them. I think I might have feelings for all three of them. *Wink, wink. Anders is a take control kind of guy. He is a bit mysterious and at times a little bit bossy. Vidar is not afraid to say what he is thinking and does what has to be done. Morlet is a dark, lost soul who is struggling to be kind. Kaia is a femaile surrounded by to much testosterone. Lol. She has a lot resting on her shoulders. She has to deal with all of these guys while learning to wiled her powers and wondering if she can save the world. Little did Kaia know that one trip to get her Father some medicine would completely change her life. This is where the book really picks up and got very impossible to put down. This story just got better and better the further into it I got. There was never a dull moment. I was completely enveloped in this world. The world building was on point. It was so easy to escape into the pages of this book. The writing was spectacular! It was so easy to follow and I never for a second felt lost or didn't understand what was going on. There were twists and turns throughout the whole story keeping it gripping and exciting. Every time I thought it couldn't get any better it did. This is for sure going to be one of those series that I am going to want for my bookshelves so I can re-read them later. I am so excited for the next book and CAN'T wait until it comes out. I did not want this book to end. Every second of it was enjoyable.
I was super excited when I got the opportunity to read and review Rise. Month9Books books are usually a hit with me, and this one sounded right up my alley. Twelve warriors, always male, created to defeat a horrible king, taken and imprisoned. Now a new Kriger is here; A female, the first in a long line of males. I mean, YES please! Unfortunately, it just didn't work for me. The biggest issue that I had was the writing. It felt very stilted, jumpy. It didn't flow very well, even during the conversations. The characters were written in the same way. There was hardly any development at all. They were very much cardboard characters. The worst part is, I love the idea behind the book. I think it could have been an incredible, action-packed adventure ride. A couple of more eyes on the story, editing and filling in, and Voila! I absolutely think that Jennifer Anne Davis has what it takes. The backbone is there, I just needed some meat! I hate writing DNF reviews. It breaks my heart, because I genuinely want to love every book that I read. I do my best to love them. There were just too many obstacles for me with this one. I appreciate the chance to read and review Rise, and to be a part of the tour. And please take this review with a grain of salt... if you are interested, go! Read it! Don't let me stop you from reading a book that could end up at the top of your Fave's List!
I would like to thank Month9Books & LibraryThing's Early Reviewer Program for a copy of this e-ARC to review. While I received this ebook for free, that has no impact upon the honesty of my review. Goodreads Teaser: "The people of Nelebek live in fear of persecution from the evil Morlet, who reigns with a dark and destructive magic. The kingdom's only hope lies with the Order of Krigers—twelve warriors with mysterious powers linked to magical weapons. For over a century, Morlet has been annihilating the Order, picking them off one by one. Eleven Krigers have been hunted down, tortured, and imprisoned in his dungeon. Now, only one remains. Sixteen-year-old Kaia survives by keeping her head down and minding her own business. But when she finds herself in the middle of a public execution where the mysterious Morlet is in attendance, an odd compulsion she can't resist comes over her. Kaia looks into Morlet's eyes. Soon, an ancient power awakens and Kaia can no more blend into the scenery. Will she heed the call of the Krigers or will Morlet's dark magic destroy the last of the Order?" So I enjoyed this book, which I found a tad surprising because I knew pretty much exactly what was going to happen before it happened. Not just events but emotions. And yet, even with virtually no surprises waiting, I still liked Kaia and her story. She's a good protagonist with lots of challenges ahead of her, and even with a story that's been told many, many times, she still makes it fun. As I said, you can see the plot twists coming from a mile away. Even the emotional hurdles that Kaia, Anders, Vidar, and even Morlet face are not at all surprising. Yet there's something refreshing about Kaia; she's not afraid of being 'soft' when it comes to the important things. Her feelings about going for the kill over the hurt are strong, useful, and a good teaching tool for the 'adults' surrounding her. For someone who suddenly finds that their whole life has already been charted for them, Kaia refuses to back down and accept what she's being told will be her role in life. She attacks her challenges head on, be they physical or emotional. The dynamic between Kaia, Anders, and Vidar is fun, though it does eventually get annoying on one party's side. I can only hope that this will change, or at least be explained in the next book. I also enjoy Kaia's confusion surrounding Morlet. She makes the reader take a real look at him versus simply allowing him to fall into the predestined role of antagonist. Of course no real conclusion is reached, but then that wouldn't leave much for the next books in the series now would it? So although I knew most of what was coming, at least in the broad strokes, there was still some question around most issues. And there is one item that has been foretold surrounding Kaia's future that's yet to pass, and its potentially a big plot line. One which has me wondering if the devious plan I foresee will come to pass or not, and has me curious enough to be more than happy to come back to read the next book in the series when it comes out.
*I received this book prior to publication from the Publishers* This is a potential hit-or-miss book. Since it is written in First Person Perspective, I would guess that 90% of any reader's opinion is going to be based mostly on how well they connected with the MC. In my case: not well. To say it plain, Kaia was TSTL in my opinion. There was an innocence and naivety that did not match well with the way she lived. Period. She lacked suspicion and the common instincts that we have in case we need to defend our lives. Kaia either didn't have them, or she ignored them in favor of her self-righteousness. It stole everything worthy from the image of a badass heroine that I had been expecting. Kaia is weak and insufferable and I hated her. I did not hate Anders. I loved Anders. (I think I have a sorry habit of falling for Ms. Davis's assassins. I am not seeking a cure for this affliction. Unless it comes in the form of another witty, strategic, badass assassin.) In all honesty, I felt that I didn't get to see enough of Anders, but what I saw made me respect him as a character. Morlet and Vidar were also intriguing men. Each one is an enigma, and they wear their mystery with self-satisfied smirks. (Well, Morlet hides his with a cloak, but Vidar definitely has the smirk.) There is still so much to learn about Morlet, and to understand about the dynamics surrounding Vidar, that it is a very good thing that there's going to be a sequel. Now, the reason I keep coming back to Ms. Davis's books is because the writing is so compelling. Even if I hate the MC, I can't stop reading. The secondary characters were too intriguing. The plot kept moving and shifting. Even the villain was not as you'd expect. I was caught, fair and square. There was no chance of a DNF while reading 'Rise'. Overall, I'd say this is a reading experience that will depend entirely upon how well you connect with Kaia. I didn't. That doesn't mean no one else will. Yet, I'm also proof that you can still enjoy a book, even if you wanted to strangle the MC yourself. The secondary characters are what held this book up, and the writing is what makes it enjoyable.
Fun Fantasy With a Compelling Magic System Protagonist: Kaia has always known to keep her head down and out of trouble. However when she finds herself in running an errand to save her sick father she comes face to face with the evil tyrant who runs the kingdom she lives in she can no longer fade into obscurity. Now she's on the run from a terrifying enemy and learns of her destiny to help eleven others band together to fight and ultimately bring down the fearsome Mortlet. I really like Kaia, she's stubborn and fierce with a caring side to her. It's really hard to describe because she's more than just those things, she's a very well written and developed character. Romance: So the romance in this book isn't a large plot point, and I was completely okay with that as it let this incredible plot shine all the more. So, I'm trying to figure out how to describe the romance without giving some rather large spoilers away, so I'll say this, while there isn't really a love triangle in this book, at least not one that I can take seriously, there is more than one person that comes into Kaia's life that will contribute in one way or another to the romance. The romance between Kaia and her main love interest is great though, it's slow moving, and has a lot of great tension in it. It didn't take too long for me to really start to root for them. World-Building: Wow, this world is incredible. I said on twitter, not too long after starting this book, that the prologue to this story is incredible, it hooked me so easily and never let go. In this world there is magic, though humans don't have it unless it's given to them. Which is how the Krigers were born. They each have a weapon that links them to their magic which I found to be an incredible idea. I was eager to see how Davis would handle a magic system, since her True Reign and Reign of Secrets series don't have a magic aspect, and I have to say she did a phenomenal job. Then there's the world itself and while we don't learn too much about it, what we do learn is very well presented and there's some hints at things that I think we'll discover more in the future. Predictability: So I'm going over in my head all of the twists in this book and there aren't all that many. There are some sudden turns in the story that I didn't quite see coming that were incredible, and even the twists that I did see coming I still really enjoyed. The sort of big twist to this story was actually pretty easy to guess, though not until after learning a key piece of information, but even then with the twist so obvious, the author didn't really try to continue to hint at it beating it over our heads, in fact even the main character starts to catch on to a few things. In the end I was probably more excited with how things fit together than whether or not I was surprised when they were finally revealed. Ending: This ending did not take the turn I thought it would have. While I knew in my mind where the logical end point for this installment was, there were things in it that just seem to happen almost too soon. There are two more installments in this series and now I'm extremely curious as to what the next installment is going to bring. The final climax of this book had quite a few twists and turns in it, some I saw coming and a few I never quite expected. This all leads up to a rather killer cliffhanger. Rating: Wow, going in to this book I expected to like it, but I seriously can't wait to see what's going to happen next
Rise took me on a journey through the world of the Krigers and the length that Morlet would go to destroy the Krigers. Kaia has no knowledge of Morlet and the Krigers, but is casted in the middle one day when she goes for medicine. In order to get the medicine she must find Ander (assassin) she learns the truth of who she is. She now must face dangers to save the other Krigers and the world. This book is full of magic and interesting characters. I can't wait to see what happens next in this series. I highly recommend this book as a must read.
I was given a copy of this book for the LibraryThing Early Reviewer Program. At first I found this book to be on the slow side. The story itself was interesting and I really wanted to know what was going to happen, but I just couldn't make myself read large amounts of it in one sitting. Was it me? Was it pacing? I can't say. Somewhere around halfway (maybe two thirds) through, I found myself thinking about the story constantly. And it got exciting and fun. I could give you my opinions on characters, but that might spoil some things - let's just say I'm invested in the outcome of this love triangle (pyramid?) and would like to see one or two characters get their butts kicked in a serious way. Anyway! End result - this book was great! I really want the second book to be out. Right now. And in my hands. Now. Please.
i have loved every book i have read by Jennifer Anne Davis she has a talent for creating characters that make you laugh, cry and cheer. I loved the banter between Kaia and the assassin it really had me smirking and laughing through much of the novel. "By killing people. You're no better then the king." I love how this echoes throughout the whole book as a strong part of Kaia character she really has a heart for everyone even those who seek her death. "I have been assisting Krigers for year, in all my time no one has questioned me like you" another part of Kaia character that frustrates the assassin to no end but gives a chance to find out more information as we go through the story. As the assassin say "Fortunately, i haven't had to deal with any other female Krigers, or i would of killed myself by now" Though Kaia has her own opinion of the assassin as she says He was lucky the other eleven Krigers weren't girls. Otherwise they would killed him for his pigheadedness by now. As Kaia comes into her strength and gets ready to find her weapon she is very determined to the point that she says "then be prepared, because it's not if i pass, but when" of the trials she must indure to be found worthy of being a kriger. Kaia continues through the story to show great strength as she faces loss and questions the true feelings of those she interacts with. As the book comes to a close we are well set up for the next book in the series and what is in store in the battle between Morlet and the Krigers.
WOW! Great start to an amazing series. I love Jennifer Anne Davis's True Reign series. I was hesitant going into this one--not sure what to expect. But I am so glad that I did! There is a lot of action and the characters' interactions with one another is hilarious. I found myself laughing out loud several times. What I really appreciate is the slow romance. I love that the characters start to fall for one another after they get to know each other. I also really enjoyed the fight scenes. I'm early awaiting book 2! Can't wait to find out what happens.
Rise is a great start to a new series by Jennifer Anne Davis. There is action, intrigue, and a slow building romance. I loved everything about it.
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