An ex-spy wakes up in an inescapable 13th Century dungeon; no light, no food or water and no way out!
The Devil's Own Dice follows Book 1 in the series: Ordo Lupus and the Temple Gate
A psychic historian finds secret codes woven into an altar cloth and learns how to use the Temple Gates.
But on a skiing holiday, his crippled wife is kidnapped by the witch Georgina, now allied with a murderous sect, and taken back to medieval France in this taut, dark thriller.
He gambles with his life, chases the assassins and wakes up in an oubliette; a dungeon with no way out!
It's pitch black, he doesn't know his jailer or remember his name.
Could his captors be his arch-enemies; the Biblical shapeshifting Serpents?
The dice are loaded.
Where is he? Who put him here? How can he get out?
Can you face the fear... of total... darkness?
Shapeshifting, time travel and military conflict all come together in this richly plotted paranormal thriller
If you love the Da Vinci Code, you will adore The Devil's Own Dice.
Categories: Fiction, thriller, paranormal, historical, medieval, romance, psychic, military, fun, racy, vampire, werewolf.
This book has proved a favourite with readers and reviewers and has had the following review by Maria Beltran for Readers' Favorite:
"Lazlo Ferran's novel, Ordo Lupus II: The Devil's Own Dice unravels with a man trapped in an oubliette. He is desperately trying to escape and when he finally does, he finds himself in 13th century France. John is a former secret service agent. His research on the manuscript labeled as BC 10 to 21 and kept in the Manuscript Department at the British Museum leads to a series of adventures that brings him back to interesting historical events. With his wife, Rose, held against her will by Georgiana, the witch, he faces the Concilium Putus Visum, an assassin sect, and a biblical serpent that can shift its shape. Becoming a 13th century knight, he seeks out to rescue his wife and discover the mystery of the Maze Tower.
The Devil's Own Dice is the second installment of the Lupus II Book Series. Author Lazlo Ferran combines his imaginative mind and knowledge of 13th century European history to come up with this masterpiece of a novel. As soon as I started reading the book, my interest was heightened to such an extent that it was very difficult to stop turning its pages. Shifting between the present and past centuries can be difficult but, in this story, the transition is simply seamless. The Devil's Own Dice is peopled by highly interesting characters who are well rounded and realistic despite the fantastic nature of the story. The author's descriptive style is brilliant so that his novel brings the reader back to times when the world is populated by great knights, kings, ruthless assassins, witches and a shape shifting serpent. This is an entertaining and informative read!"
The following are reviews from readers on Amazon:
"A ‘Fully Loaded' Novel"
"The Da Vinci Code, step aside"
"A solid five stars for this masterpiece."
Trapped! In a Medieval dungeon with no way out!
I was in an oubliette.
‘Oubliette’ is French for a ‘place to be forgotten.’ An oubliette is a dungeon of extreme darkness and despair. The only way in is through a small, locked, iron grate far above the floor of the dungeon. There is no way out!
What was worse, I had no memory of being put there. I didn’t even know who I was.
But I did know I was locked inside an oubliette.
Of course it took me a little while to work this out. It was pitch-black!
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Where the hell am I?
When I first became conscious, I groped around me on the damp floor and then felt the wall I had been slumped against.
Rough stone.
I squinted and peered into the blackness. After a while I could just make out a source of light, high above me.
I wanted to retch. The gnawing demon of my innermost fear was trying to grope its way out of my stomach and up my spine.
I am not going to die!
But then my strange ability to sense evil told me that if I was not going to die soon, somebody close to me certainly was.
I stood up unsteadily and began walking, following the wall with my hands. The wall streamed with cold water and in places it was slimy. Occasionally my feet would bump into something soft. I soon understood that I was walking in a big circle. I kicked around on the floor for something I could put against the wall as a marker and after a few uncertain steps my foot met with something soft but quite large. Curious, I bent down to touch it and then recoiled in horror, as if hit by an electric shock.
A body!
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German
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Already translated.
Translated by Torsten Simon
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Author review: Torsten's work is always up to the highest standard. |
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Pedro Jose Diaz Armstrong
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Author review: Excellent work, as usual from Pedro. |
