The Daylight War (Demon Cycle Series #3)

The Daylight War (Demon Cycle Series #3)

by Peter V. Brett

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The Daylight War (Demon Cycle Series #3) by Peter V. Brett


With The Warded Man and The Desert Spear, Peter V. Brett surged to the front rank of contemporary fantasy, standing alongside giants in the field such as George R. R. Martin, Robert Jordan, and Terry Brooks. The Daylight War, the eagerly anticipated third volume in Brett’s internationally bestselling Demon Cycle, continues the epic tale of humanity’s last stand against an army of demons that rise each night to prey on mankind.

On the night of the new moon, the demons rise in force, seeking the deaths of two men, both of whom have the potential to become the fabled Deliverer, the man prophesied to reunite the scattered remnants of humanity in a final push to destroy the demon corelings once and for all.

Arlen Bales was once an ordinary man, but now he has become something more—the Warded Man, tattooed with eldritch wards so powerful they make him a match for any demon. Arlen denies he is the Deliverer at every turn, but the more he tries to be one with the common folk, the more fervently they believe. Many would follow him, but Arlen’s path threatens to lead to a dark place he alone can travel to, and from which there may be no returning.

The only one with hope of keeping Arlen in the world of men, or joining him in his descent into the world of demons, is Renna Tanner, a fierce young woman in danger of losing herself to the power of demon magic.

Ahmann Jardir has forged the warlike desert tribes of Krasia into a demon-killing army and proclaimed himself Shar’Dama Ka, the Deliverer. He carries ancient weapons—a spear and a crown—that give credence to his claim, and already vast swaths of the green lands bow to his control.

But Jardir did not come to power on his own. His rise was engineered by his First Wife, Inevera, a cunning and powerful priestess whose formidable demon bone magic gives her the ability to glimpse the future. Inevera’s motives and past are shrouded in mystery, and even Jardir does not entirely trust her.

Once Arlen and Jardir were as close as brothers. Now they are the bitterest of rivals. As humanity’s enemies rise, the only two men capable of defeating them are divided against each other by the most deadly demons of all—those lurking in the human heart.

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Praise for The Daylight War

“[Peter V. Brett] confirms his place among epic fantasy’s pantheon of greats amid the likes of George R. R. Martin, Steven Erikson, and Robert Jordan.”—Fantasy Book Critic

“Brett’s prose and flow remain virtually flawless, providing for a smooth read during which you don’t feel guilty for skipping two meals so you can lie on the couch and keep reading.”—Fixed on Fantasy

“The best book yet in The Demon Cycle. If you are looking for a great series, look no further.”—Roqoo Depot

“After the phenomenal success of both The Warded Man and The Desert Spear, I was tentative about The Daylight War; surely it couldn’t get much better? Well, I was wrong. . . . This will be a strong contender for one of the best books of the year, even this early on.”—Jet Black Ink

“Brett has his hooks in me and I want more of The Demon Cycle.”—Best Fantasy Books

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780345524157
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 09/24/2013
Series: Demon Cycle Series , #3
Pages: 704
Sales rank: 43,404
Product dimensions: 4.34(w) x 6.88(h) x 1.22(d)

About the Author

Peter V. Brett is the internationally bestselling author of the Demon Cycle series, which has sold more than 2.5 million copies in twenty-five languages worldwide. The novels in the series are The Warded Man, The Desert Spear, The Daylight War, The Skull Throne, and The Core. He spends too much time on the Internet, but occasionally unplugs to practice kickboxing and dad fu. He lives in Manhattan.

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Chapter 1


:: 333 AR Summer ::

30 Dawns Before New Moon

Renna kissed Arlen again. A gentle breeze swept across the thin sheen of sweat on their bodies, cooling them as they panted on the hot night.

“Been wonderin’ if you were tattooed under that cloth nappy,” she said, nestling in next to him and putting her head on his bare chest, listening to his heart.

Arlen laughed and put his arm around her. “It’s called a bido. And even my obsession has limits.”

Renna lifted her head, putting her lips to his ear. “Maybe you just need a Warder you trust. It’s a wife’s duty to take good care of what’s in her husband’s bido. I could paint you with blackstem . . .”

Arlen swallowed, and she could see his skin flush. “The wards would distort even as you drew them.”

Renna laughed, wrapping him in her arms and dropping her head back to his chest.

“Wonder sometimes if I’m cracked,” she said.

“How’s that?” Arlen asked.

“Like I’m still sitting in Selia Barren’s spinning room, staring off into space. Everything since has been like a dream. Wonder if my mind just took me to a sunny place and left me there.”

“You’ve a poor imagination if this is your sunny place,” Arlen said.

“Why?” Renna asked. “I’m rid of Harl and that corespawned farm, stronger than I ever imagined, and dancing in the naked night.” She swept a hand around her. “Everything’s awash in color and glow.” She looked at him. “And I’m with Arlen Bales. How could my sunny place be anywhere else?”

Renna bit her lip as the words rushed to them. Words she had thought to herself many times, but never dared say aloud. Part of her hesitation was fear of Arlen’s reaction, but much of it was her own doubt. All the Tanner sisters had been willing to run to the bed of the first decent man they met, but had any of them ever been in love?

Renna had thought she loved Arlen when they were children, but she only knew him from afar, and understood now that much of what she cherished had been her imagination of what he was like in close, rather than the boy himself.

Renna had convinced herself that she loved Cobie Fisher this past spring, but she saw the lie of that now. Cobie hadn’t been a bad sort, but if any other man had come to Harl’s farm, Renna knew she would likely have seduced him, too. Anything to get away, because anywhere was better than that farm, and any man in creation was better than her da.

But Renna was done lying. And done biting her tongue.

“Love you, Arlen Bales,” she said.

Her courage fled as the words left her lips and she held her breath, but there was no hesitation as Arlen tightened his arms around her. “Love you, Renna Tanner.”

She exhaled, and all the fear and doubt left her.

Charged as she was with magic, Renna found no sleep as they lay, but she would not have wished for any. Warm and safe, she wondered almost idly how she and Arlen could have been fighting a demon prince and its servants on this very spot a few hours before. It seemed a different world. A different life. For a short time, they had escaped.

But as the sweat dried and the glow of passion faded, the real world began to creep back into focus, terrible and frightening. They were surrounded by the bodies of dead corelings, black ichor splattered all over the clearing. One, the shape-shifting demon, still wore her form, its head neatly severed and leaking ichor. Not far off, Twilight Dancer still lay with his legs in splints after nearly being killed by a mimic demon.

“Going to need to heal Dancer again before he can walk,” Arlen said. “Even then, it might be another night or two before he’s at full strength.”

Renna looked around the clearing. “Don’t like the idea of staying here another night.”

“Me neither,” Arlen said. “Corelings will be drawn here tomorrow like worms to a rain puddle. I have a safehold nearby with a cart big enough to carry Dancer. I can fetch it and be back not long past sunrise.”

“Still have to wait for nightfall,” Renna said.

Arlen tilted his head at her. “Why?”

“Horse weighs more’n your da’s house,” Renna said. “How we gonna get him in the cart without night strength? Who’ll pull the thing, for that matter?”

Arlen looked at her, and even through the wards tattooed all over his face, his expression told all. “Stop that,” she snapped.

“What?” Arlen asked.

“Deciding whether or not to lie to me,” Renna said. “We’re promised now, and there oughtn’t be lies ’tween man and wife.”

Arlen looked at her in surprise, then shook his head. “Wan’t gonna lie, exactly. Just tryin’ to decide if it’s time to talk about it.”

“Is if you value your skin,” Renna said. Arlen squinted at her, but she met his eyes and after a moment he shrugged.

“Don’t lose all my strength in the day,” he said. “Even under the noon sun I reckon I could pick up a milk cow and throw it farther than you can skip a brook stone.”

“What makes you so special?” Renna asked.

Arlen gave her that look again, and she scowled, shaking a fist at him only half mockingly.

Arlen laughed. “Tell you all once we get to my safehold. Honest word.”

Renna smirked. “Kiss on it, and it’s a deal.”

While she waited, Renna took out the warding kit Arlen had given her, placing a clean cloth on the ground and laying the tools out in a neat row. She took out her brook stone necklace and her knife, and slowly, carefully, lovingly, began to clean them.

The necklace was a promise gift from Cobie Fisher, a stout cord strung through dozens of smooth, polished stones. It was so long Renna needed to loop it twice, and it still fell below her breasts.

The knife had belonged to her father, Harl Tanner. He’d always kept it at his belt, sharp as a razor. He’d used it to murder Cobie when she ran away to be with him, and she in turn had used it to kill him.

If that hadn’t happened, Renna and Cobie would have been man and wife when Arlen came back to Tibbet’s Brook. The necklace was a symbol of her failure to be true to Arlen, a promise gift from another man. The knife was a reminder of a man who had kept her in a private Core her entire life.

But Renna could bring herself to part with neither. For better or worse, they were the only things in the world that were truly hers, the only parts of her day life that had come into the night. She had warded them both, the necklace with defensive wards, and the knife with offensive. The necklace could serve as a ward circle in need, but proved an even more effective garrote. And the knife . . .

The knife had punched through the chest of a coreling prince. Even now, its magic shone brightly to her warded eyes. Not just the wards—the entire blade had a dull glow to it. It drew blood on her finger at the barest touch.

She knew the power would burn away with the sun, but at the moment, the weapon seemed invincible. Even in the day, it would be stronger. Magic always left things better than it found them. Likewise, the barest brush of the polishing cloth brought the necklace back to a shine, the cord even tougher than when it was made.

Renna stood guard over Twilight Dancer until dawn. The morning sun struck the scattered bodies of the corelings, setting them ablaze. It was a sight she never tired of, though it came at a heavy price. Even as the demons burned, the blackstem wards on her skin began to tingle as their magic faded. The knife grew hot in its sheath, burning her leg. She had to lean against a tree for support, feeling like a Jongleur’s puppet with the strings cut, weak and half blind.

The disorientation passed quickly, and Renna took a deep breath. With a few hours’ rest, she would feel fitter than the best day of her life, but even that was but a pale shadow of how she felt in the night.

How did Arlen retain his power in the sunlight? Was it that his wards were permanent tattoos rather than blackstem stains? If so, she would take a needle and ink to her skin that very day.

The demon corpses burned hot and fast, in seconds leaving only scorched ground and ash. Renna stamped out the last few scrub fires before they had a chance to grow, and then finally gave in to her exhaustion, curling next to Twilight Dancer and falling asleep.

Renna was still next to Twilight Dancer when she awoke, but rather than the moss bed she had gone to sleep on, she was now lying on a rough blanket in the back of a trundling cart. She popped her head up and saw Arlen out front wearing the yoke. He pulled them along at an impressive pace.

The sight washed the last vestige of sleep from her, and Renna vaulted easily into the driver’s seat, grabbing the reins and giving them a loud crack. Arlen jumped straight up in surprise, and Renna laughed. “Giddyap!”

Arlen gave her a sour look, and Renna laughed again. She leapt down from the cart and kept pace with him. The road was poorly kept and overgrown in places, but not so much as to hinder them.

“Sweetwell’s just up ahead,” Arlen said.

“Sweetwell?” Renna asked.

“S’what they named the town,” Arlen said. “On account of how good the well water tasted.”

“Thought we were avoiding towns,” Renna said.

“None but ghosts in this one,” Arlen said, and Renna could hear the pain in the words. “Sweetwell was taken by the night a couple years ago.”

“You knew the place before it was taken?” she asked.

Arlen nodded. “Used to come here sometimes, back when I was a Messenger. Town had ten families. ‘Sixty-seven hardworkin’ folk,’ they loved to say. They had some queer ways about them, but they were always glad to see the Messenger, and they made the harshest poteen you ever drank.”

“You ent had my da’s,” Renna grunted. “Worked same as drink or lamp oil.”

“Sweetwell’s was so strong, the Duke of Angiers had it outlawed,” Arlen said. “Struck the town from the maps and ordered the Messengers’ Guild not to visit there anymore.”

“But you still did,” Renna said.

“Corespawned right we did,” Arlen said. “Who’s he think he is, cutting a town off like that? Besides, a Messenger could make six months’ pay with one poteen run to Sweetwell. And I liked the Wellers. They had their whole town warded, the place abustle day and night. You could hear them singing a mile away.”

“What happened?” Renna asked.

Arlen shrugged. “Started working farther south, and stopped visiting for a few years. Wasn’t until after I started warding my flesh that I came back this way. I’d spent months in the wild at that point. Got so lonely I used to talk out loud to Dancer, carrying the conversation for the both of us. I was cracking, and I knew it.”

Renna thought of all the times she’d talked to the animals on her father’s farm the same way. How many heartfelt talks had she had with Mrs. Scratch, or Hoofy? Even with Harl around, she knew from lonely.

“Realized I was near Sweetwell one day,” Arlen said, “and decided to wrap my hands and face in cloth and tell ’em some tampweed tale about how I was burned by firespit. Anything to talk to a person and have them talk back. But when I got to the town, it was quiet for the first time.”

They passed a stand of trees, and the village came into view, ten sturdy thatch-roofed houses and a Holy House in a neat circle around a central boardwalk with a great well at its eye. There were wardposts along the outer perimeter, and each house had two stories, the top for living and the bottom a work space/shopfront. There was a smithy, a tavern, a stable, a baker, a weaver, and others less easily identified.

Renna felt unnerved as they crossed the boardwalk to the stable. Everything was so well preserved. There was no sign that demons had come, and it seemed that at any moment, people would come pouring out of the buildings. She could see their ghosts in her mind’s eye as they went about their lives.

“Boardwalk was full of bones and blood and demonshit when I got in close,” Arlen said. “Still stank, as if it had only been a few days. Days! If only I’d come sooner, I could have . . .”

Renna touched his arm, saying nothing.

“One of the wardposts looked like it cracked and blew over in the wind,” Arlen went on. “Wood demons must’ve found the gap and fell on the folk at evening supper. A few fled into the night, but I tracked them and found only remains.”

Renna could picture it vividly, the Wellers all gathered around the wooden tables on the boardwalk, sharing a communal meal, completely unprepared when the corelings struck. She could hear the screams and see the dying. Dizzied by it all, she dropped to her knees as her stomach churned.

Arlen put his hand on her shoulder a moment later, and Renna realized she’d been weeping. She looked up at him guiltily.

“Ent nothin’ to be ashamed of,” he said. “Took it a fair bit worse myself.”

“What did you do?” Renna asked.

Arlen blew out a breath. “Blacked out a few weeks. Spent the days burying bones, drunk on poteen, and the nights killing every corespawn that came within ten miles of Sweetwell.”

“Saw fresh tracks on the way in,” Renna noted.

Arlen grunted. “They’ll be bonfires come tomorrow morning.”

Renna put her hand on the hilt of her knife, spitting on the boardwalk. “Honest word.”

They moved on to the stable, and Arlen eased Twilight Dancer down to the floor. He grunted with the exertion, but managed the task easily enough. Renna shook her head, doubting she could have done the same even when charged with magic in the night.

“We’ll need some water,” Arlen said.

“I’ll fetch it,” Renna said, turning toward the central well. “Want to taste water so sweet they named a town after it.”

Arlen grabbed her arm. “Water ent too sweet anymore. Found Kennit Sweetwell, the town elder, floating in the well. Rotted for more’n a week before I could climb down and haul what was left of him up. Well’s poison now. Pump behind the tavern still runs clean, but it ent anything to name a town over.”

Renna spat again, fetching a bucket and heading to the tavern. Again, her hand drifted to her knife, caressing the bone handle. Night couldn’t come soon enough.

When Dancer was seen to, they took time to wash and ate a cold meal in the empty tavern. “There’s a rent room upstairs,” Arlen said. “We can get a few hours’ sleep before night falls.”

“Rent room?” Renna asked. “When there are whole houses for the taking?”

Arlen shook his head. “Dun’t feel right to take someone else’s bed after they been cored. That room was where I slept when I was a Messenger, and it’s good enough.”

Love you, Arlen Bales, she thought, but there was no need to repeat what had already been said. She nodded and followed him up the stairs.

Even the rent room was bigger than any Renna had ever slept in before, with a large feather bed. Renna sat on it, amazed at its softness. She had never slept on anything softer than a straw mattress. She lay back. This was softer than a cloud.

Her eyes wandered the room as she sank farther into the feathery embrace. Arlen had clearly spent some time here. There was his signature clutter on every surface—pots of paint, brushes, etching tools, and books. A small writing desk had been made into a workbench, and there were wood shavings and sawdust all over the floor.

Arlen crossed the room, folding a rug out of the way and finding a loose floorboard beneath. He pulled and an entire section of the floor came up with it, cleverly disguised with sawdust to hide the cracks. Renna sat up, and her eyes widened as she looked within. It was full of weapons—oiled, sharp, and heavily warded. She slid off the bed, moving to him and crouching for a better look, her eyes dancing along Arlen’s warding.

Arlen selected a small goldwood bow and a quiver of arrows, handing it to her. “Time you learned to shoot.”

Renna’s lip curled in distaste. He was trying to protect her again. Keep her from fighting in close. Keep her safe. “Don’t want it. Don’t want no spears, neither.”

“Why not?” Arlen asked.

Renna held up her brook stone necklace in one hand, and drew her knife with the other. “Don’t wanna kill corelings from some hiding spot. I kill a demon, I want it to die knowin’ who did it.”

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The Daylight War 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 187 reviews.
Beauty_in_Ruins More than 1 year ago
Much as he did with the second instalment, Brett casts us back in time to open up the novel, introducing us to the back story of Inevera. It's a truly fascinating tale, perhaps more so than her husband's, which truly serves to flesh out her character and better definer her edges. Rather than transform her from villain to hero, as the opening of The Desert Spear did for Jaridr, it lays the ground for a more sympathetic understanding of her motives, and establishes her as a much more cunning and dangerous foe. Most interesting of all, we get to see the 'truth' behind her die casting, the unvarnished facts as she reads them, not as she interprets them for others. Renna proves that her heroics in the closing chapters of the second book were not just an anomaly, while also developing her relationship with Arlen in some rather intriguing ways. There's a desperate sort of happiness there that is entirely unexpected, humanizing Arlen even as he demonstrates just how close he's come to the Core. I wasn't sure about her role after the last book, and I still have a nagging fear that there's either a fall or a betrayal in her future, but Brett succeeds in making her a partner worthy of The Warded Man himself. More importantly, he doesn't allow questions of love and duty to blind Arlen to the truth, resulting in some surprising (but welcome) revelations late in the story. Already a favourite of mine, Rojer really outdoes himself in this volume, earning himself a place at the forefront of the battle. He grows and matures as the mantle of responsibility settles a little more comfortably upon his shoulders; he makes an awkward, politically arranged, suspicion-laden marriage not only work, but become a high point of the story; and he even comes to terms with his past, as he's forced to publicly confront Arrick's misdeads . . . and lingering legacy. He's not the flashy, attention-demanding hero that Arlen is, but neither is he the meek, content to linger in the shadows, sidekick that he seemed set up to be in the first two volumes. If there were to be a weak spot for me in the characterization, though, it would definitely be with Leesha. The drama, the romantic entanglements, and the teenager-like angst were just too much for me. The power and the strength that she showed in the first two volumes really seemed to be leached away here, as she began feeling sorry for herself and almost insisting that she be defined by the men in her life. The story progression follows a weird arc once again, with some early developments, a lot of waiting, and a premature climax. Fortunately, there's a lot of story between developments, with the evolution of the Hollow, the new application of wards, and the rather stunning theft (and subsequent enhancement) of tactics by the demons more than enough to keep things compelling. It's an even darker tale than the first two volumes, with stakes both grim and dire, yet there's a sense of hope that's entirely refreshing. Once again, though, there's an oddly impatient transition to the true climax of the story, with an abbreviated major confrontation, and a cliffhanger ending that is as brilliant as it is excruciatingly painful. Compelling, exciting, and thoroughly entertaining, The Daylight War is certain to please fans of the first two books. Even if it doesn't quite tell the story I expected, and denies us the fight we most desire until the very end, it's still a beautiful piece of storytelling.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The first 2 books of the series introduced us to a young man who had been hurt by the world but learned to become a strong solo hero facing the evils of the world...  The protagonist demonstrated an admirable and strong solitude.  It was a page turner to see him develop and grow in strength as he faced a dangerous and violent world on his own terms.   This book takes away that person and introduces us in his place to a husband and wife team who spend page after page engaging in asinine conversations, sharing sappy "I love you"s and parading around as supposed reluctant heroes in an ill tempered and annoying fashion.   Reader beware.  The Warded Man makes no appearance in this book.  A neutered character with a thin veneer of crude personality and his annoying wife have taken his place. 
nerdnyc1 More than 1 year ago
I will start by saying I loved the first two books, and I like this author. This book is the worst he has written thus far, for 2 simple reasons. 1) The dialect in use by Arlen and his girlfriend is so annoying that I had to put down the book several times in disgust. Imagine an Tom Sawyer and Lenny from Of Mice and Men decided to have a conversation, and that is the dialogue in this book. 2) the other male character (Ahmann) is tried to be shown as a hero, and you get background to show why he acts harshely. Unfortunately, his experiences and culture try to explain this,but he still acts like a jerk, and thus does not overcome his background and is not a hero. That is all I can say without giving away the plot... Hopefully, the author hears this criticism, and stops the series degeneration into the Beverly Hillbillires.
BC1130 More than 1 year ago
Really, there is a lot of it in this book, and that made me not give it 5 stars. The sex is more suggestive than descriptive but it distracts from the main story of fighting demons. I know the author was giving us a deeper insight into the featured characters in this book but much of that had more to do with sex than with fighting demons. Frankly, I skimmed over those stories, wanting to read more about Arlin and the demons. My major complaint, aside from the over use of sex in this book, is that the one main character, Arlin, in the outstanding first book, The Warded Man, has been supplanted by all the other characters becoming "main" characters with stories. I gave Daylight War 4 stars because it did eventually get back to Arlin and his fight with the demons and with his grudge against Jardir. That part was excellent.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Very disappointing and the end isn't a cliffhanger; it's an abrupt stop as if someone forgot to add the final chapter. Loved the first two books; not sure I'll bother with the next.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I Enjoyed the book and can't wait for the next book to be released. The first 1/3 of the book was a bit of a recap of the events which occurred in the other books with a few new things added. At a few points I was wondering if I had already read this and just forgot. The main character seemed to revert back to a more rustic form of speaking then i recalled him using in the previous book. It made reading him a bit tedious at times, it did do justice to his character as he wanted to get back to his roots and be himself rather then the deliverer. The recap in the first part of the story did add to the overall book as the items covered did shed light on the motivations of the characters and the actions they took later on in the story. I enjoyed it and will be looking forward to the next installment.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It's a great read, but misleading. The title states Daylight War. Expecting this I was waiting for the Daylight War to start up at any time.... It never happened, and was obvious it wasn't going to after some time. Still the elements that drew me to Brett's Novel's are still there. Fascinating, refreshing, Gritty, Brett delves into the sick fanaticism of Religions. If you just read this novel half cocked, and skimming through the pages, catching things out of context I can see people being upset. I say read the whole thing or not at all.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
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GeraldTarrant More than 1 year ago
THE DAYLIGHT WAR, the third book in Peter V. Brett’s DEMON CYCLE series, is all about delving just a little deeper into the characters. And while that comes at the cost of plot development, I’m mostly OK with that. Admittedly, this is a book with some pretty significant flaws, but the story has so much potential that I’m still eagerly looking forward to the next book in the series. The first book, THE WARDED MAN, was full of break-neck action, expertly introducing us to new characters and new worlds without slowing down the plot progression or interrupting the excitement. In THE DESERT SPEAR, the second book in the series, Brett seemed to go off the path a bit, providing us Jardir Ahmann’s back story and more details into a Krasian society we’d already been introduced to. Now, with THE DAYLIGHT WAR, we open with a detailed account of Inevera’s back story, and it feels like the story relies on flashbacks even more than THE DESERT SPEAR did. Fortunately, Brett’s characters remain his greatest strength. Inevera, Abban, Jardir, Count Thamos and Gared all had the opportunity to become one-dimensional villains at one point or another, but Brett does a great job of adding shades to their character. Jardir is basically a good guy, and was extremely likeable during his childhood flashbacks and throughout much of THE DAYLIGHT WAR, but he’s also hard and bent on conquest rather than cooperation. Inevera and Abban’s motives are sometimes selfish, and all the characters make mistakes, often deadly ones, but there’s something likeable in all of them. The only flaw for me was with Arlen and Renna, who too often strayed into becoming hillbilly superhero demon killers. Renna is probably the weakest character in the book, and Arlen was a stronger character before those two paired up. I don’t object to their relationship — it allows Brett some storytelling flexibility with Leesha Paper — but their interactions are the weakest in the book, especially contrasted with some of the other relationships that feel far more functional and better developed. This was far from a bad read thanks to the strengths of Brett’s writing ability and the depth of his characters. I would have liked to have seen more plot development from THE DAYLIGHT WAR, but I’m hoping that as the Demon Cycle progresses, Brett relies less on flashbacks and writes stories with the same forward momentum that made THE WARDED MAN such a great read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The Daylight War is the third book in Peter V. Brett’s Demon Cycle Series. The books tell the story of a human race locked in a life and death struggle with evil demons that rise from the earth’s core every night to feed on mostly helpless people. The story is structured chronologically with the exception of flashback chapters, which are utilized to explain the background of the plot development. The main character of the story is Arlen Bales, a farmer’s son and Northerner. His best friend, Ahmann Jardir who is a Krasian, betrays Arlen and leaves him in a desert to die. Arlen survives the desert and demon attacks and becomes a great warrior and leader. In this book, the Krasians have invaded the north and are subjugating the Northerners under Krasian rule. The plot focuses on humanity’s fight against evil, a conflict between two men, and a clash of two cultures. In The Daylight War, humanity is engaged in a rapidly escalating fight against evil. With Arlen’s help, humans are slowly regaining the ability to fight the demons. Arlen has begun organizing village people and larger towns in order to counter a rising tide of demon aggression. Besides manufacturing and distributing specially warded (covered with intricate fighting designs) weapons to the villages and towns, Arlen also teaches people how to make their own weapons. His efforts do not go unnoticed by the demons. This results in Demon princes attempting to kill Arlen before he can strengthen the humans to the point they can defeat the demons. His one time friend, Ahmann, also sees his actions as a threat. Ahmann is the leader of the Krasian people who live in the southern deserts. The Krasians are warrior societies who are single-mindedly obsessed with killing demons. While they might seem to be natural allies for the Northerners, they are not. Where the Krasians live to fight demons every night, the Northerners, who are primarily farmers and merchants, try to keep the demons at bay.  Ahmann believes the only way to defeat the demons is to unite all humans under one leader and culture. For this reason, Arlen’s action to unite the Northerners is seen as a threat by Ahmann. The belief that there can only be one leader, however, is not the only reason for clashes between Krasians and Northerners.  Besides being tribal and extremely militaristic, Krasians have a very strict class structure. Slavery is acceptable in Krasian society and women are viewed more as possessions than as people.  Plural marriages are not only common, but are expected. Most young men are forced to undergo a brutal training camp designed to make them into warriors willing to give their lives, at a moment’s notice, to kill demons. Northerners are feudal, however, with the exception of royalty, their class structure is more driven by economic factors than birthright. While women are second-class citizens in the north, they have considerably more choice in their lives than the average Krasian woman. Northerners also do not force people into slavery. This causes a huge culture clash because Krasians view Northerners as weak and unwilling to fight. This perception leads the Krasians to invade the north in an attempt to subjugate the people and force them to fight, under Krasian leadership, against the demons.  Arlen views the lack of basic freedoms in the Krasian culture as wrong and prepares the Northerners to resist Krasian aggression as well.  The Daylight War and the Demon Cycle Series are an exciting well-written story that illustrates the classic struggle of good versus evil.  Even when the odds are stacked almost overwhelmingly against humanity, hope and determination keep humans in the fight. The story also shows how two friends, who were blood brothers, can turn into bitter enemies due to betrayal. Finally, the clash of cultures has relevance when compared to conflicts that can be seen in today’s world. The plot is strong and exciting because of the way Brett masterfully weaves these conflicts together into a rich and compelling tale.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The Demon Cycle series started off fantastic with the Warded Man and the Desert Spear. This entry follows the story of the main characters as before while expanding the back story of a few characters and their impact on the story so far. It isn't as good as the previous two but still a great and exciting read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was worth the wait! I would have given it 5 stars but the romance between Arlen and Renna was really annoying! Also Leesha's character went from strong and independent to weak and whiny! Overall, this book was good. We also got to see the confrontation between Jadair and Arlen. Finally!!!
Skuldren More than 1 year ago
This is the most epic book I've read this year! The Daylight War is the third book in Peter V. Brett’s Demon Cycle series. This is a novel with intensely deep characters, an exotically rich world, and a sweeping story. Mankind has been brought low by an unforeseen threat, demon like monsters that roam the world at night and who can only be harmed by sunlight and magic. For centuries the world has been at the mercy of these beasts, but the coming of the Deliverer has swung the tide of war back into the favor of man. Yet in this case, there are two deliverers, and mankind wages a war between them. Only one can win the Daylight War and lead them united against the demons of the night. First off, The Daylight War is not a book you would want to suddenly jump into. You’ll want to start with the first book in the series, The Warded Man (or The Painted Man for UK editions). Then you’ll want to read the second nook in the series, The Desert Spear. Both are outstanding novels. The Daylight War continues the wonder that Peter V. Brett weaved in the previous stories, while introducing new threats and fleshing out more characters. In The Desert Spear, readers were well rewarded with Jardir’s point of view, the man who would become supreme leader of the Krasian warrior society. In The Daylight War, we get to see his wife’s viewpoint, and a whole new side to the events that occurred in the previous novels. Inevra is very similar to Jardir in that she too is a very human character with very relatable ambitions and motivations. When first looked at, she appeared to be ruthless and untrustworthy. But when her side of things is revealed, that changes completely. Aside from Inevra’s story, Arlen, Rojer and Leesha’s stories continue. I think this would have to be the best I’ve seen Arlen so far in the series. Bringing Renna into the story was a masterstroke, and was just what Arlen needed to bring back his humanity and to balance him as a character. He’s now more awesome than ever, and with his new found magical powers, he’s practically a superman. Renna is no slouch either. As a new character stepping into the limelight, she’s almost as powerful a warrior as Arlen. Her addition to the adventure is indispensable. Rojer also gets his due with even more excitement and page time, so all his fans can eagerly look forward to some great stuff. Toss in the other characters (Leesha, Wonda, Gared, Jardir, Amman, etc) and you get quite a wonderful cast to lose yourself in. As for the story, there is a lot of preparation for the threat of the mind demons. Both Jardir and Arlen are preparing their sides for a coming conflict during the next new moon. Inevra’s POV means there are some flashback sections. About three quarters of the way in, the night battles start, and the book ends with a nice climactic battle which I will not spoil for you. I will say this, it’s a cliffhanger that will cause you to burst with emotion. Brett reveals just how devious of an author he is. With a beautifully rendered backstory for Inevra, and deeply portrayed characters that are easy to get lost in, The Daylight War is a truly great book. Brett’s storytelling is like stepping into a dream. It so easily captures your imagination and immerses you in another world and another life. I’d have to say this is the best book yet in the Demon Cycle. If you are looking for a great series, look no further. I give The Daylight War a five out of five.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great book great series
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
An amazing read.
Nessa_231 More than 1 year ago
Great read, looking forward to reading the next book in this series
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
If you haven't read this series you are missing out. We'll written and colorful. A real page turner
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Holds Bretts hand wearing hot pink top bathing suit with no starps and hot pink bottoms that r tied on both sides
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SmalltownSR More than 1 year ago
A great continuation of the story line, fantastic writing. I'm still not overly fond of the Southerners with their domination and traditions; despite their parts of the story line and explanations. And I really hope Leesha can find some peace.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
May i join my names iceheart and my short is frost i have war experience
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Start with The Warded Man. This is creativly writtn and the narrator (if audible) is great
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