Book Review of Servant of
the Goddess Sponsored by Bewitching Book Tours
Servant of the Goddess
Book Four of the Immortyl Revolution
Book
Synopsis:
From
the ashes of the first battle of the Immortyl Revolution, vampires Mia
Disantini and Kurt Eisen set out to build a new Immortyl society.
Trouble
arrives in the person of Cedric MacKinnon, a runaway adept of the ancient arts,
who brings tidings of upheaval at the chief elder’s court that threatens
everything Mia and Kurt have accomplished.
Mia
finds it hard to resist when Cedric pledges his service and tempts her with the
legendary skills he learned as an Immortyl courtesan.
Facing
opposition from both within and out, Mia begins to doubt Kurt is up to the task
of leading their followers to his vision of an Immortyl Utopia.
Torn
between her loyalty to Kurt and Cedric’s insistence that she is the earthly
manifestation of the Goddess Durga and destined to lead, Mia confronts the
greatest challenge of her life.
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Other Books
in the Series:
My Fearful Symmetry
Book Three of the Immortyl Revolution
For
nineteen-year-old Cedric MacKinnon, the promise of eternal youth and celebrity
sounds like a dream come true.
It
becomes a nightmare when a master vampire plucks the boy from the London streets
and spirits him away to India. In the fabled ashram of the adepts of the
ancient arts, Cedric undergoes the grueling process of training as a temple
dancer and courtesan.
With
the threat of revolution hanging over court, the chief elder employs the boy he
names Shardul in dangerous games of seduction and intrigue.
Hated
by the chief’s mistress and abused by those he entertains, Cedric struggles
with his vision of a violent destiny that seems to come from Kali herself.
Twilight of the Gods
Book Two of the Immortyl Revolution
Narrowly escaping the implosion of
Genpath laboratories, vampires Mia Disantini and Kurt Eisen are on the run from
Gaius Lupus, their rival in the Forbidden Science.
When Kurt is captured by their enemy and
rescued with the aid of feral vampire kids known as sewer rats, Mia witnesses
firsthand the charismatic spell her lover casts over these would-be
revolutionaries.
Setting up base in Manhattan, Kurt
builds his forces, while independent-minded Mia navigates the minefield of
sewer rat politics,which she finds very much a man’s world. With the threat of war with Gaius drawing
ever closer, Mia and Kurt face challenges to their relationship and their
freedom.
Cara Mia
Mia
Disantini is a vampire who wants to walk again in the sun. Enslaved and plunged into the unenlightened Immortyl
culture, fiercely independent Mia struggles for freedom.
Trained
as her master Ethan’s “Bird of Prey”, she becomes the pawn of their enigmatic
elder, Brovik, in his intrigues concerning the forbidden science. Cast out into the streets of Manhattan by
Ethan, Mia finds love and compassion with Kurt Eisen, who shares her slave
status and discontent.
Together
the lovers steal their masters’ secrets and deliver them to Genpath
Laboratories. Duped and imprisoned by
CEO, Lee Brooks, Mia calls upon the aid of neuroscientist, Dr. Joe Ansari.
But
Mia and Kurt are hunted for their crime, and time is running out.
Author
Information:
Denise
Verrico is a New
Jersey native who grew up in Pennsylvania.
She is the author of the Immortyl Revolution urban fantasy
series published by L&L Dreamspell. Denise was chosen as a presenter at Ohioana Book Fair in 2011 and 2012, and
her books are part of the collection at the State Library of Ohio. Currently, she’s a member of Broad Universe and two writing
groups. She attended Point Park College
in Pittsburgh, where she majored in theatre arts, and was a member of The
Oberon Theatre Ensemble in NYC with whom she acted, directed and wrote plays.
Denise is a roller coaster fanatic and lives in Ohio with her husband, son and
flock of six spoiled parrots.
Excerpt
Servant of the Goddess
Sudden
shouts battled against the sound of the wind. I peered down the block.
Teen-formed Immortyls, sewer rats, closed a circle around a tall male, who held
his hands high above his head. From the direction of the wind, I couldn’t yet
ascertain this stranger as mortal or Immortyl. Best to investigate. I ran
toward the disturbance, wrapping my fingers around the Glock strapped to my
hip.
A
shrill whistle split the air. Two of the sewer rats lunged for the stranger. He
crouched and pirouetted on one leg, letting loose a rapid succession of kicks
that knocked his attackers sprawling onto the sidewalk. A rat named Tommy
growled and launched himself at the stranger. To my amazement, the stranger
leapt high into the air and hovered there for a moment like a falcon before
lashing out with both feet. Tommy’s head snapped backward, and he flattened
against the pavement. The remaining rats hung back.
The
slender figure of a boy maybe eighteen or nineteen touched down and crouched
again, poised to strike. No mortal could perform such maneuvers with this speed
and agility, not to mention almost ballet-like grace. The Immortyl’s face
betrayed raw emotion, indicating he was new to the blood, probably not much
older than his form suggested. Eamon, the rat pack leader, drew and aimed a
pistol at him. The stranger raised his hands above his head once more.
I gave
a sharp whistle for Eamon to stand down. “What’s going on here?”
Eamon
lowered the gun and spit on the ground. His forever-twelve-year-old face
scrunched up. “We found this one skulking about,” he said. Even after a century
and half in New York his speech still gave away his Dublin origins. “Says he’s
come from the chief elder’s house.”
The
wind kicked up harder. Long, auburn hair whipped about the newcomer’s face. He
shivered, hugging an Indian-styled shirt around him. Traces of black kohl and
sienna rouge clung to his eyes and mouth, as if he’d scrubbed the paint off in
a hurry. The make-up and impractical clothing pointed to origins more exotic
than the russet hair and milky complexion suggested. His story sounded
plausible. However, the odds that this kid had escaped the chief elder’s
compound near Calcutta and made it all the way to New York on his own were
unlikely. No slave had ever left there of his own accord.
Kurt
had stood trial at the chief elder’s court for inciting rebellion. He’d told me
that the chief, Kalidasa, employed state-of-the-art security, as well as
vampire-eating tigers. The place was a veritable fortress. Still, there was
always a first time, and this newcomer had held his own against Eamon’s band.
I had
to admire the kid for standing up to Eamon and his thugs.
The
pack leader and I didn’t care much for one another, but he’d fought for Kurt in
our recent war with a rival elder. For political reasons, I forced myself to
take a civil tone with him. “Did you bother to ask his business before you
ordered an attack?” I called to the newcomer, “You--come here.”
The boy
lowered his hands and slinked forward. I’d never seen a man move quite like
this, with delicacy just brushing the feminine, yet suggesting coiled up,
sinewy strength like a jungle cat. Instinct prompted my hand to reach for the
Glock concealed on my hip. The kid had danger scrawled all over him in big
garish letters.
“Is
this true?” I asked.
“I ran
away from court,” the boy replied, his speech tinged with a Scottish burr. “I’m
seeking refuge here.”
The
plaintive tone struck a chord in me. I sized him up again. His winsome looks
didn’t belong to the usual brand of vampire assassin, but to a household slave
chosen for his decorative value. Still, his swift feet could kill if given the
chance. Wouldn’t it be just like Giulietta to send death in such an appealing
guise?
“Kurt’s
counselor, Chase Powers, can vouch for me,” he continued. “Take me to him.”
“You
know Chase?”
“We met
in India during Kurt’s trial. He said I’d be welcome here. Please Miss. You
have to believe me. I’ve come such a long way and got nowhere else to go.”
Desperation filled the spooky, green eyes. They almost glowed, more like a
cat’s than a man’s. “There’s probably a bounty offered for my return by now.”
“What
did you do?”
“It’s
not what I did. It’s what I am.” He held out his hands. Henna tattoos snaked
around the wrists and tops, elaborate whirls and spirals. “The marks of my
order. I’m an adept of the ancient arts.”
He was
an adept? I’d always imagined these temple devotees and de facto courtesans as
Indian in origin. I gave the boy a closer look. His clothing had seen better
days, but the sinuous way he moved made them a fashion statement. You couldn’t
deny the perfection of feature and figure required of his order. He stood out
from Eamon’s mangy lot like an emerald in a box of Cracker Jacks.
Book Review:
When I first started reading
this book, I thought it would be another Vampire story. You know, rebellion in the ranks, fight and
bite, drink some blood, make love, happy ending. And some of those things happen, I mean they
are vampire so there is fighting, biting, drinking blood, and making love;
however this book is so much more than that.
This book includes a group of people who are discriminated against and
who have come to a new land to try and make a better life for themselves
(sounds a little like the history my daughter is studying in her American
History class right now). There is also
the struggle for equal rights, woman’s liberation, and the struggle to be
recognized for more than what you appear on the surface. Oh, don’t get me wrong, you get all the
vampire angst, but so much more.
I was impressed with the weaving
of the story. The story transcended the
genre and was a story I was genuinely interested in as a story line rather than
as a gimmick to show off the vampires. I
enjoyed reading about the struggle to fit in and to triumph over the “disease”
of vampirism. I will be interested to
read further stories to see how things work out in the end.
I have not read the first three
books in this series, and while it might have given me some background
information that I had to ferret out as I went, I was able to read this book as
a stand alone novel. I give this book 4
out of 5 clouds.
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