Brimstone Angels (Forgotten Realms)
Erin M. Evans
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Praise for Erin M. Evans’s first book, The God Catcher:
“Extremely entertaining, The God Catcher was a great surprise for me. Evans' fluent style glues this book in the reader's hands. With an action-packed story and vivid characters, it quickly becomes a page-turner.” –Speculative Book Review
[The story] flowed wonderfully and it was fast paced and exciting. . . . Every subplot or side story all seemed natural and fitting. . . .I loved the characters. Everything was described well enough to give you an idea and it allowed for your imagination to create the rest. It’s as vivid and as abstract as you can get, all thanks to the descriptions. –Read Between the Lines
“Under Evans’ pen, the city of Waterdeep really comes to life on the page; full of everything that a city needs to be a thriving home for a great story. . . . Evans proves to be a bit of a master at laying the seeds for one plot and then having it turn into something else when you’re not expecting it (even though it ends up looking like it was going that way the whole time).”—Graeme’s Fantasy Book Review
Rejected at birth and raised in a village of tiefling misfits, Farideh expects a life without friends, love, or control over her destiny. Then she makes a pact with a devil named Lorcan, and everything changes.
Lorcan promises all she ever dreamed of and asks for nothing in return. Her twin sister Havilar urges Farideh to resist the devil’s sway. But Farideh’s not so sure. Lorcan may be dangerous but the power he offers is exhilarating.
In the ruins of Neverwinter, Farideh’s doubts get tangled up in a devilish snare six layers deep. A succubus playing human pawns against an otherworldly foe sees the twins as obstacles in her path. And Lorcan’s monstrous sisters have their eyes on the city—and on Farideh. There’s no time to question her pact with Lorcan—it will take every ounce of Farideh’s newfound powers to get out of Neverwinter alive.
If you are looking for more from Erin M. Evans, search for “The God Catcher” her debut novel about a woman who may be a dragon—or who may just be criminally insane.
If you are looking for more kickass heroines, search for “Gauntlgrym” by R.A. Salvatore, featuring the alluring and powerful Dahlia Sin’Felle who squares off against the legendary Drizzt Do’Urden.
If you are looking for more epic fantasy series, search for “Homeland” by R.A. Salvatore, the first book in the epic Legend of Drizzt.
If you are looking for more sword and sorcery, search for “Sword of the Gods” by Bruce R. Cordell, the story of an angel given mortal flesh to act as an assassin for gods who no longer exist.
If you are looking for more stories set in the Forgotten Realms, search for “Twilight Falling” by Paul Kemp, about Erevis Cale, an assassin with a conscience.
For more about Erin M. Evans, go to Dungeonsanddragons.com
spread as if she could fly from the small room, was Rohini. The succubus looked only vaguely like the hospitaler she’d portrayed before. If Farideh had not been told what to expect, she would never have put the proper name to the creature. Aside from the vibrant red hair, the only thing Rohini had in common with her former mask was the inexorable air of competence—Rohini the hospitaler seemed like she could cure anything. Rohini the succubus could easily bring anyone down. The succubus
stasis, the shrapnel of the spell ripping across his nerves and leaving him breathless as the devilish jailor, itself wrapped in the heavy, spiked chains, dragged Lorcan from the court of Osseia. As he was marched along, the sensation of a hand toying with his hair played along his scalp, and Lorcan froze. The chained devil stopped a moment, as if waiting for the presence. Lorcan held his breath. Don’t think I’m not grateful, Glasya’s horrible voice crooned in his ear. Your sister may be
sinew. “Take the liquid,” Lorcan said, “coat your blades in it and your enemies will suffer and die. The leaves are wyssin. When you find their trail, light the end and inhale the smoke. It will make you spot things quicker and give strength to your limbs like you’ve never had. Don’t waste it. Take a little when you’re ready to leave and a little before you go for the kill. That’s all you need.” Goruc gave him a far cannier look than Lorcan ever expected. “Why do you want the boy dead?” Lorcan
him where he needs to go and keep him from stopping along the way.” “And when he can’t set it down?” “Once he kills the people he’s hunting, he’ll be able to set it down.” Sairché shook her head. “That’s the orc who wants to kill your, ahem, paramour isn’t it?” Now, that startled him. She fluttered her silvery lashes. “He won’t put it down until she’s dead, will he?” “He doesn’t even know her,” he said, shaking his head. “But you’re right; he wants someone else dead, someone I’d rather he
Blacklake District. I told you. I need a hand with a ritual,” Tam said. “Your accent’s what’s troubling me. I’ve known Cormyreans enough to hear that your vowels are short, but not short enough. You don’t use much of the Suzailan slang. But you have the cadence down. And the manners.” “My tutors would disagree,” Brin said. Tam stopped and pulled Brin to a stop beside him at the end of the bridge. Brin’s stomach started doing flips. “Answer me one question, and do me the courtesy of honesty,”