A Song for No Man's Land (A Song for No Man’s Land, Book 1) by Andy Remic
By Andy Remic
He signed as much as struggle with visions of honour and glory, of battling for king and state, of constructing his relations proud at lengthy last.
But on a battlefield throughout the nice struggle, Robert Jones is shot, and wonders the way it all went so very fallacious, and the way issues might be able to get any worse.
He'll quickly discover. whilst the attacking enemy begins to shapeshift right into a nightmarish demonic strength, Jones reveals himself battling an very unlikely conflict opposed to an enemy that shouldn't exist.
Andy Remic's A music for No Man's Land is the 1st in an ongoing sequence.
Read Online or Download A Song for No Man's Land (A Song for No Man’s Land, Book 1) PDF
Best fantasy books
The Goblin Invasion Is On. ..
. .. and a wizard's paintings is rarely performed! After dealing with a hopeless siege, an implacable foe and an very unlikely break out, you will imagine that Minalan the Spellmonger will be in a position to leisure -- however the armies of the undead goblin shaman Shereul (known because the lifeless God to his human sufferers) are rolling over the western reaches of the country Duchy of Alshar and is headed towards the center of the Duchy of Castal. hundreds of thousands are fleeing for his or her lives as hordes of goblins pour out of Boval Vale and devastate the rugged fiefs of the Alshari Wilderlands. And the super-charged shamans of the useless God are making protecting the world virtually most unlikely for the outnumbered Alshari state knights.
While the 2 Dukes play feudal politics to extra their very own ends, the single those who appear to care concerning the invasion are Minalan and his outlaw warmagi neighbors -- and they're busy dodging brokers of the sinister Royal Censorate of Magic.
But if an individual doesn't arrange a military in northern Alshar quickly, then there'll be not anything to forestall the armies of the divinely-powerful useless God from conquering all 5 Duchies in his genocidal quest for vengeance.
But issues are only no longer that easy: he has to deal with a lovely younger Shadowmage assasin who works for a mysterious spymaster, a cocky new manservant, a dysfunctional staff of suddenly-powerful warmagi, the Censor normal, and a number of whiny nobles prior to the Dukes will supply him the troops and funds he'll want -- and the Dukes have plans in their personal. If Minalan the Spellmonger can't foyer the courts of Alshar and Castal to interact -- and speedy -- the hordes of the lifeless God will sweep over the frontiers of either states. Worse, the mysterious Umbra veil he has erected round Boval Vale may possibly come to imperil all 5 Duchies.
Minalan might quite simply cross domestic and permit the Dukes deal with it, yet his sense of right and wrong won't enable him. somebody has to forestall the lifeless God . . . and that somebody occurs to be him. past politics and plots, goblins and trolls, mercenaries and magic, the Soulless and the shamans, Censors and mystery orders, for Minalan there's basically the concept that his baby is to be born in an international with such risks, and that's anything he can't permit.
It is time for the Spellmonger to select up his mageblade, summon his allies, and visit battle back . . . as a Warmage!
While Menolly, daughter of Yanus Sea Holder, arrived on the Harper Craft corridor, she got here standard, aboard a tremendous bronze dragon, by means of her 9 fireplace lizards. The Masterharper of Pern, conscious of her specified talents, had selected her as his in basic terms woman apprentice. however the holdless woman had first to beat many heartaches during this unusual new existence.
For Gaius Octavian, existence has been one lengthy conflict. Now, the tip of all he fought for is shut to hand. The brutal, dreaded Vord are at the march opposed to Alera. and maybe for the ultimate time, Gaius Octavian and his legions needs to stand opposed to the enemies of his humans. and it'll take all his intelligence, ingenuity, and furycraft to avoid wasting their global from everlasting darkness.
Merlin has introduced desire to Fincayra, the enchanted isle that lies among earth and sky. yet Fincayra remains to be in nice danger—and its first sufferer is Merlin's mom. Merlin's merely wish to save lots of her is to grasp the Seven Songs of knowledge, yet to do this he needs to defeat an ogre whose merest look might suggest demise.
- Herald of the Storm
- Under a Velvet Cloak (Incarnations of Immortality, Book 8)
- Lost: A Novel
- The Final Redemption (Mageborn, Book 5)
Extra info for A Song for No Man's Land (A Song for No Man’s Land, Book 1)
Serves them right, he thought. Death was the proper reward for failure. He closed his eyes and drew his arms and legs in close. This made him roll faster. He wanted to believe, after he smashed to bits on the canyon floor, that his soul would depart for some higher, better realm. If he could not be an angel, he could at least dwell among them for eternity. Death eluded him. As the canyon widened onto the adjacent plain, the sound of the wind in his ears changed pitch. He opened his eyes. For the duration of one heartbeat he saw the jagged walls of the canyon in bold relief—boulders, gravel, the odd wire grass that was the predominant growth on Rath—then it was all blotted out by a pall of blackness that swallowed him whole.
Would the rebel elves and their allies attack again? What of the moggs—would they obey their overseers without Volrath's authority to back them up? The tramp of heavy feet brought Dorian out of his gloomy reflections. Greven il-Vec descended the spiral ramp from the airship dock, followed by the remnants of his crew. Two crewmen carried a limp body between them, a young man clad in foreign clothes. " Dorian began, bowing hastily. " "Save the oil for someone who needs it," Greven said. He directed his men to lay the unconscious man on the floor.
Greven's normally sallow face darkened. Thompson time had come. Greven grasped the chain between Ertai's hands, and with little more than a shrug, snapped them in two. Ertai just stared in amazement. Greven did the same with his leg shackles, and the young wizard stood up for the first time in more than a day. "Many thanks, Captain. I was beginning to cramp—" "Shut up," Greven said. " ***** Ertai shuffled up the gangway, chains jingling as he went. He emerged on the main bridge. The sailors were trying to steer Predator with her tattered mainsails.