Sunday, January 26, 2014

Ivory Blog Tour

Today on my blog I have the Ivory Blog Tour. On my stop there is a spotlight, excerpt, review, and giveaway.

As a child in the desert kingdom of Gryth, Ivory witnessed the brutal murder of her parents at the hands of a sinister race known as the Lecs.
Now Queen of her people, a vengeance-fueled Ivory launches a final battle to annihilate the enemy once and for all. But on the eve of war, betrayed by her own kind and left in the hands of the Lecs, she's forced to learn the shocking truth about their two peoples, and the diabolical curse that's plagued them for centuries.
Armed with newfound knowledge and unexpected allies, Ivory must face the real enemy that's haunted her all her life, and make a choice that will mean the difference between a new beginning and the end of the world.
Ivory is an exercise in duality made reality; an exploration of darkness and light, male and female, sun and moon… seen through the eyes of two cultures ripped apart by an ancient evil whose pain resonates through the ages like the beating of a drum.


“And the lives you’ve taken Ivory, your calloused hands dipped in their blood? After all that you’ve done, you feel nothing?” It jerks its loathsome face toward the solitary candle. Eyes leer at her from the darkness. Bright, quick eyes. They’re not red or soulless. They’re blue like a clear lake that you can see to the bottom of. Blue with flecks of brown like islands in that lake.
She blinks in confusion. His face is beautiful. His skin is pale, his hair long and white like the petals of the Caldra. Her jaw drops. “Am I... have I reached the gods?”
He laughs. The movement makes the flame dance. She looks down, spiteful. He’s toying with her. Why wouldn’t Taheel be beautiful? "


Two races in a revenge fueled war. Ivory the Queen of the Gryth people saw her parents brutally murdered by the Lecs. Nothing but wiping out their whole race will help calm her vengeance and maybe give her piece of heart. But everything changes for Ivory when she is betrayed by some one she trusts. She is handed over to her enemy, Silver the King of the Lecs. But what happens next will tear apart everything Ivory thought about herself, her people, the hatred she holds her heart against the Lecs, and her very existence.

So this is one of those books where I feel like I started reading it in the middle of the book. I was confused for awhile trying to figure out what was going on but after sticking with it I started to understand the story line and even connect with Ivory and Silver.

Ivory is one of the heroines that you feel everything she is feeling. You can feel her rage, vengeance, pain, betrayal, confusion, love, but most of all her devotion to her people. She is a Queen who will do anything for her people even if it goes against everything she believes as long as it’s what is good for them.

Silver is my new book crush. I just fell in love with him immediately. His devotion to Ivory is breath taking and heart breaking at the same time. Even with all his power never once does he hurt Ivory or her people which to me is the true definition of a King.

What truly makes this book good though is FM’s way with words. She paints both kingdoms so vividly that I felt like I could feel the orbs that heat the Kingdom of the Gryths and see the shadows of the Lecs. I can’t wait to read more of this story. 4/5 Bloody Fangs   

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Aren't author's bios boring? I always wanted to read one that went something like this:
F.M. Sherrill: recent citizen of earth. Plans on ruling the planet once she gets over the common cold. Or, F.M. Sherrill: time traveler. Decided to alter the space-time continuum by writing a novel, thus changing history slightly, which will eventually lead to the rise of a new human species.
But here it is. F.M. Sherrill is a novelist, A.K.A. an avid bullshitter; that's why she lives in L.A.. She's been writing for as long as her ancient mind can remember, devouring tales like an anemic vampire roaming the streets in hot pink heels, always thirsty for more. When she's not writing, she's making steampunk weapons, sewing giant plant-eater Mario plushes, making costumes for some film bloke or cosplayer, and sculpting/casting movie prop replicas while gardening in her urban apartment. Her favorite tools? A soldering iron, a blowtorch, a band saw, a sonic screwdriver, a replicator and an active imagination. 

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Thank you for stopping by my  blog today. I would also like to say Thank You to F.M. for letting me review your book and say Thank You to RBTL for letting me participate in this blog tour. Don't forget to enter the giveaway below.

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