Book One Legend of the Ancients, The Books of Locurnia
- Moon Rite
Size: 6.00 x 9.00 in
#Epicfantasy #Otherworld #Riteofpassage #Actionadventure #Highheat
Two rites, one fate.
The son of a Voce healer and a Dracan warrior, Falric Mislan has always questioned where he belongs.
While obligation, the easy companionship of his peers and the unswerving loyalty of his best friend has kept him grounded in his father’s culture, the alluring magic of his mother’s people inexorably calls to him.
Two rites stand between Falric and his fate. One, a simple, but unfamiliar ceremony that will awaken his Voce powers. The other, the Moon of Solitude.
But when Falric uncovers a dangerous object, death and vengeance threaten his place and his future. Secrets abound and more than loyalties will be tested.
*Moon Rite is the first book in the Legend of the Ancients series. The books of Locurnia are LGBTQ inclusive and contain explicit material. This series is intended for adults 18 and over.
Publisher: Independently Published
Tropes: Inaccessible Magic, Magic Talisman, Quest
Word Count: 80000
Setting: Southern Desert of Draca
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters
“Out of the way,” the young warrior commanded, his russet skin cast in shades of dusky blue as he bent to the gem. “Holy Nord,” he said, with obvious reverence.
“I think…” Falric began as the man reached down. Unbidden, panic surged from the depths of his bowels, his belly twisting and his heart starting up an unexplainable tattoo. Instinct screamed at him, his voice cracking as he shouted, “Don’t touch it.”
Raeden flung him a sneer before turning back, his expression overcome with enchantment and greed, hungry fingers closing about it.
A flash as of lightning filled the well-shaft, pressure crushing Falric back against the rough mud bricks. His eyes clamped shut, his face a pained rictus as his scream matched the horrified sound torn from his companion.READ MORE
He could no longer breathe, his chest constricted. Death seemed to wash over his skin like the hand of judgement. Panic hammered at his mind until caresses of cool air feathered his cheeks and filled his aching lungs. He was free.
The sound of soft gasps and grunts reached his ears followed by the patter of limbs flailing as if something was trying to swim in the shallow mud.
Falric opened his eyes slowly. The light still coloured his vision and, in the mists, he saw a shape lying at his feet. Raeden’s back arched as he humped at the air, his eyes rolled back in his head, blind white and fathomless. The warrior’s teeth clenched and unclenched without rhythm, head tossing side to side as foam seeped, bloody, between his lips.
As if from a great distance, Falric could hear the voices of panic, people shouting overhead and scattering as if a devil were after them. Impressions of terror raced over him; the well-shaft as chill as a grave.
His little panting gasps left him light-headed. Breathe, he told himself. Breathe.COLLAPSE
Delightful story, great world, sizzling sex and an action adventure - loved it
Falric Mislan and his best friend, Jaro are incredibly lucky youths. Living in a nomadic, feudal society in the harsh deserts of Draca. They were chosen as children to enter warrior training. Since then they have been fed, trained and cared for by their unpredictable feudal overlord, the Catana, by way of his honour-bound warriors. They live in age-groups, and have developed entire social structures over the years. With the maidens forbidden to them until they pass their rite of manhood, the tentmates enjoy each other's company and bodies as a matter of comfort and relief.
But Falric's position isn't secure. His mother has secrets, so many secrets. One of these, the one Falric desires with all his heart, is her healing Voce magic. He finds a mysterious treasure. Events spiral out of control and Falric is placed at risk.
With time shortening until their moon of solitude, anxiety swirls through the tent. Falric does his best to deal with his own worries and those driving others.
Falric's task will take him far from their camp. He sets out completely unaware of the dark forces, human and divine, which will stalk him and challenge him in ways he's never imagined in his Moon Rite.
This book is so much more than a simple coming of age story. Both Jaro and Falric are delightful personalities and make it easy for us to like them.
Ms Dane brings the desert of Draca and the camp of the outlier to life for us. We can smell the dust and goats and taste the food. She blends the magic, both good and evil into her story in small sips, and teases with secrets and seeings that promise to lead us into places that our imaginations will relish. The world-building is excellent and thoroughly enjoyable including the build-up of different magics within the world.
I particularly like the way Ms Dane has used the occasional arcane form in her sentences to give a flavour to her prose. For those who enjoy a good sex scene, this is a book full of very happy sex. The protagonists need it, because other parts of their lives offer much less control and much more risk.
Moon Rite has a high heat factor but does not follow Romance tropes. Does contain romantic elements.
The story ends on a soft cliffhanger.