Life is cheap.
The City-States of Zar and Perdition battle each other for control of an island that separates the two. Zar fights for the freedom of all, while Perdition enforces the status quo. The Principal of Perdition has sent his youngest son, Ollie, on a special mission into the enemy city of Zar to end the war.
Zorra, a daughter of Zar, is asked to make the ultimate sacrifice to bring peace to the land. Before an armistice is celebrated, death strikes. Will Zorra and Ollie be able to overcome their differences and bring peace to both their cites? Who is engaged in a spiraling struggle for control of the city's leadership? The two teens work hard to bring stability as both of their islands slip into the blood-soaked dark ages. All these questions - and more - will answer themselves as we wander through the dark fantasy of The Fractured Lands, and as we're drawn towards the thrilling conclusion of this stunning work of immersive fiction.
There are times in which great sacrifice is needed. When no one's life or destiny is assured. In the islands of Fractured Lands remnants of mighty battles still scar the countryside. Danger approaches quickly. Family, friendship, and loyalty matter little when the quest for control drives ambition. Life itself becomes a zero-sum game with only winners and losers. In Fractured Bonds, author Greg Alldredge takes us into a bold new heart of dark fantasy and leaves us shaken, thrilled, and eager for more. For fans of Game of Thrones, this second book in an epic fantasy series is guaranteed to get the mind racing and the heart pumping and is sure to grip readers from the first fantastical page to the last.
Genre: FICTION / Fantasy / Dark FantasyGreg Alldredge grew up reading all the excellent Science Fiction and Fantasy of the past decades. He hopes to add his voice, in a small way, to the giants of the genres. He wants to write stories he himself would want to read and hopes to be successful as a storyteller first.
He is currently living out of a suitcase, with his wife Connie and no pets. They travel too much. Please enjoy the journey.
Before she opened her eyes, the creaking and groans told Kanika she was on a ship that sailed the cracks. Her body ached, not just hurt but screamed. Afraid to open her eyes, she remembered the horror that befell her ship, the Resolute, and how many died before her. Tears fell from her closed eyes over the death of her father and the sailors she considered her family. They mixed with the bilge water as they dripped from her filthy cheeks. Fuck me, she thought.
Water rushed over her body, which meant the ship sank or she was in the hold, the lowest level of the craft, sitting in the filth that needed to be pumped out. The saltwater stung the lower part of her body. She knew from the flair of pain that her body had been violated. She was unsure how many times, but a raw pain burned inside her in more ways than one.
Her shoulders throbbed, arms held outstretched over her head by crude shackles. Afraid to move, she contemplated a possible way of escape from this hell. A soft whisper of sound and the stench of unwashed bodies compounded her fears. Risking all, she willed her eyes open, able to clearly see out of only one—her left eye would not follow her command and stayed shut. With the smallest of movements, she scanned the hold. Bodies lay shackled in cells, men and women both stripped, with the women separated. She was a captive in the hold of a slaver’s ship.
A woman’s soft voice whispered to her, “They’ll be changin’ the watch soon. That’s when the guards ‘ill be down ta take care of their needs. Best ta stay layin’ down, and sleepin’ perchance they’ll be passin’ ya by. Ya can hear them before they come.”
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Translated by VICTOR EDGAR RIVERA ROMERO
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