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Wizards of Fyre (Island of Fyre Book 3)

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Lorana, sold by her father to the slavers, resides in the harem in the citadel of the wizards. Her desire is to escape before she is given as a reward to one of the two wizard trainees who are competing for a spot on the council. She knows how to brew a cordial from firethorn berries and a poison from the thorns. When Arton, one of the young men is poisoned by the thorns she must care for him. She feels an attraction to him but she must escape. One night she hears the voice of a dragon. She thought the wizards had destroyed all the dragons on this side of the mountains. When the wizards leave to collect men to sell to the slavers, she takes the opportunity to escape with few supplies and a determination to reach the dragon.

Arton is a fledgling wizard and is about to be tested for the council. His mentor has died. His mentor wasn’t his father. The wizard purchased Arton from the slavers years ago. The present chief wizard would like to thwart Arton’s quest because he wants his son and trainee to join the council. Arton and his rival are evenly matched. The escape of Lorana becomes a quest. Which of the young wizards returns her to the citadel will win the competition and gain her as a reward. Cregan the rival decides to search on the desert. Arton chooses the hills. Because of Lorana’s care of him when he was poisoned he is attracted to her and he still craves a seat on the council.

Can Arton find Lorana first and will he make her a prisoner or allow her to remain free?

Reviewed in the United States on April 28, 2017
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This is the story of Lorana and Arton who join forces with a dragon to defeat an evil wizard and his son. The book is well written and the story interesting enough to keep me turning the pages even though this isn't my preferred genre.

An enjoyable read and I would recommend it 
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High gray stone walls surrounded the citadel. The ones around the hareem courtyard where the women
 spent most of their days were lower. A chill rippled along her spine causing Lorana raised her head to 
appraise the danger. She glanced at the grilled gate separating the women’s area from the outer courtyard
. A burly man leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. Lust radiated from his stare. Moments
 later an austere figure joined the first man. Mecador, chief wizard’s sly smile added to her discomfort.
     Lorana’s hands clenched. She vowed to find an escape before the day she was destined as a reward 
for one to the two young men competing for the vacant spot on the wizard’s council.
She had made the same promise since the day her father had sold her to the wizards of Fyre. For four years
 she had hoped for a way to escape these evil men. She couldn’t wait much longer. Last evening Hag 
Mothe r had told her the two senior fledglings would soon fight for the vacant council seat.
     A third man entered the outer court and stood at a distance from the staring pair. For some reason 
the tall trainee failed to cause her as much alarm. From the gossip among the women the husky man 
had the favor of Mecador. No matter. She had no desire to remain as a prisoner to be owned by a wizard
 and used as the man willed.
     Lorana’s hands clenched. Resentment churned her gut. She hated her position in life. Not forever, she
 vowed and walked to the work area.
     She poured several cups of dried fyrethorn berries into a mortar. She slid the pestle over the surface 
crushing the berries to a powder to be added to the bubbling cauldron over the first fire. The result 
would be a cordial.
     The acrid aroma of brewing fyrethorn poison rose from a kettle in a spiraling stream. Lorana hated 
working with the death-bringing liquid. The wizards sold the poison and the cordial to the slavers for
 supplies. They also sold captured desert clansmen. Her hands tightened on the pestle and grounded
 the berries to dust.
She added the powder to a simmering pot and stirred. A hand with long slender fingers grasped her 
shoulder. She stiffened. The chief wizard turned her to face him. The stirring stick clattered on the stones. 
Her eyes met the cruel cold gaze of Mecador, often called Supreme.
    “I’m pleased to see you hard at work. You always seem to be busy not like these other creatures.” He 
indicated the women seated in clusters in the courtyard.
She kept her gaze steady. “Keeping busy makes the days pass.”
He chuckled. “See that you remember your place.”

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Linda McLaughlin said...


I was unable to read your excerpt in full. It didn't word wrap correctly in the box provided and the words on the right are cut off.

I do like the premise of this book.

Anonymous said...

She's in a tough situation that people (especially women) will be able to identify with.
One little thing I noticed: 'grounded' should be 'grinded.'

Mary J. McCoy-Dressel said...

Lorana gave him a good answer at the end about keeping busy. I like the cover for this book.

Amber Daulton said...

Ooohh. Love wizards. Thanks for sharing!