Well, I finished Blood Heir and don‘t really have anything to add to the First Line Friday post from a few days ago. It was fun, I had hoped for fresh ideas, it was very much Kate Daniels by rote.
Blood Heir (Aurelia Ryder, #1; Kate Daniels #10.5)
by Ilona Andrews
The moon was full and silver. It peeked at me through tattered clouds as I rode my horse down the old I-20, staying in the center of the highway.
First lines
I expected a fresh take on the world of Kate Daniels. I pretty much got Kate Daniels with a different name. That was a bit of a let down. Don‘t get me wrong, I love KD and her world, it‘s still one of my favourite UF series. But I had hoped that IA would tread new ground and reinvent this world with some fresh blood. It was more of a same-sh*t-different-day affair.
The ending was too abrupt. We were still in the middle of the action, I turned the page and we‘re done. The final confrontation was over much to quickly, considering the build-up that heavenly beast had gotten over the progress of the book.
Still, I was entertained, it was a mostly satisfying read.
There is hope for a breath of fresh air in the sequel, which I will definitely get. And there is waiting for a new installment of Hugh D‘Ambray‘s storyline. There is no date yet, however they are mentioning a second book on their website.
“When magic crests at its peak, the King of Fire will leave his citadel of misery in the Western Desert to travel east to devour the queen who doesn’t rule and sever bloodline reborn. Only the one who shares his power may oppose him.”
The prophecy — from the book
Prompted by our bad guy in this book:
Paradise Lost, Book I, lines 392-405:
First Moloch, horrid King besmear’d with blood
Of human sacrifice, and parents tears,
Though for the noyse of Drums and Timbrels loud
Thir childrens cries unheard, that past through fire [ 395 ]
To his grim Idol. Him the Ammonite
Worshipt in Rabba and her watry Plain,
In Argob and in Basan, to the stream
Of utmost Arnon. Nor content with such
Audacious neighbourhood, the wisest heart [ 400 ]
Of Solomon he led by fraud to build
His Temple right against the Temple of God
On that opprobrious Hill, and made his Grove
The pleasant Vally of Hinnom, Tophet thence
And black Gehenna call’d, the Type of Hell. [ 405 ]
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