Catalia “Cat” Fisa is a powerful clairvoyant known as the Kingmaker. This smart-mouthed soothsayer has no interest in her powers and would much rather fly under the radar, far from the clutches of her homicidal mother. But when an ambitious warlord captures her, she may not have a choice…
Griffin is intent on bringing peace to his newly conquered realm in the magic-deprived south. When he discovers Cat is the Kingmaker, he abducts her. But Cat will do everything in her power to avoid her dangerous destiny and battle her captor at every turn. Although up for the battle, Griffin would prefer for Cat to help his people willingly, and he’s ready to do whatever it takes to coax her…even if that means falling in love with her.
Review: I was hooked a paragraph into the first chapter, I mean it starts in a circus in an unknown land. What book does that? Seriously! I personally have eclectic taste; I enjoy stories different from the main stream, out of everyday life, a whole different world, a true fantasy. This book gives that. Without giving away too much, this story contains magic and myth, includes gods and struggle. It throws you straight into another realm that is truly unfamiliar without giving an explanation of the place or what is truly going on. There is enough information about this unknown world and the characters so that I didn’t feel at a loss. At first to me not really knowing the backstory was odd but it did not hinder the enjoyment of the tale. In fact the slow unraveling of the past of the main character Cat and just the world in general was enchanting. I got to learn about certain aspects the same time the male main character Griffin does. All the questions I had were not answered, which leaves us open to another book.
Now onto the Romance of this story and there is romance. It is a slow burn with great descriptions of feelings of attraction. There is longing, lust and some steamy scenes. I personally wanted my very own Griffin and was frustrated and yet enchanted by the main female character, Cat. Sometimes in stories I get distracted by cheesy overdone love scenes, but this story is extremely tactful. The description of yearning and want where done impeccably well, made me feel the butterflies myself.
There isn’t much information that I have provided about the actual story itself because I don’t want to give anything away. Now for the hard question, would I recommend this book? Most certainly I would. It has a little bit of everything and I was riveted. In fact I would read it again, I am positive that there are little tidbits of information that I had overlooked. Great writing, great story what is there not to like.
I pluck at my crimson tunic, tenting the lightweight linen away from my sticky skin. The southern Sintan climate isn’t my worst nightmare, but it sometimes ranks pretty high, right along with the stifling layers of cosmetics masking my face, my leather pants, and my knee-high boots.
Heat and leather and heels don’t mix, but at least looking like a brigand means blending into the circus. Here, discreet only gets you noticed.
Craning my neck for a breath of fresh air, I navigate my way through the beehive of tables already set up for the circus fair. The performers on the center stage are the main attraction. The rest of us surround them, carving out places for ourselves amid the crowd. Tonight, hemmed in on all sides in an amphitheater lit by hundreds of torches and filled to capacity, I feel like a Cyclops is sitting on my chest—suffocated.
Damp curls cling to my neck. I peel them off and tuck them back into my braid, scanning the crowd as I walk. I recognize some of the regulars. Others I don’t know. My eyes trip over a man and get stuck. He’s looking at me, and it’s hard not to look back. He’s striking in a dark, magnetic way, his size, weapons, and bearing all telling me he’s a tribal warlord. His build is strong and masculine, his gait perfectly balanced and fluid. He walks with predatory confidence, unhurried, and yet there’s no mistaking his potential for swift, explosive violence. It’s not latent or hidden, just leashed.
Watchful, alert, he’s aware of everything in his vicinity. Especially me.
Our gazes collide, and something in me freezes. His eyes remind me of Poseidon’s wrath—stormy, gray, intense—the kind of eyes that draw you in, hold you there, and might not let you go.
Adrenaline surges through me, ratcheting up my pulse. My heart thumping, I blink and take in the rest of him. Intelligent brow. Strong jaw. Wide mouth. Hawkish nose. Black hair brushes a corded neck atop broad shoulders that have no doubt been swinging a sword since before he could walk. Body toned to perfection, skin darkened by a lifetime in the sun, he’s battle-chiseled and hard, the type of man who can cleave an enemy in two with little effort and even less consequence to his conscience.
He keeps staring at me, and a shiver prickles my spine. Is this man my enemy?
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Amanda Bouchet grew up in New England where she spent much of her time tromping around in the woods and making up grand adventures in her head. It was inevitable that one day she would start writing them down. Drawing on her Greek heritage for the setting and on her love of all things daring and romantic for the rest, her debut trilogy, The Kingmaker Chronicles, took form. She writes what she loves to read: epic exploits, steamy romance, and characters that make you laugh and cry.
A French master’s graduate and former English teacher, Amanda lives in Paris, France. She met her husband while studying abroad, and the family now includes two bilingual children who will soon be correcting her French.