The Iron Temple
When John opens a letter addressed to his missing roommate, Kyle, he expects to find a house key, but instead he is swept into a strange realm of magic, mysticism, revolutionaries and assassins. Though he struggles to escape, John is drawn steadily closer to a fate he share with Kyle—to wake the...
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When John opens a letter addressed to his missing roommate, Kyle, he expects to find a house key, but instead he is swept into a strange realm of magic, mysticism, revolutionaries and assassins. Though he struggles to escape, John is drawn steadily closer to a fate he share with Kyle—to wake the destroyer god, the Rifter, and shatter a world.
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Format: ebook
ISBN:
9781935560098
Publish date: 2011-11-08
Publisher: Blind Eye Books
Pages no: 164
Edition language: English
Series: The Rifter (#9)
The 9th book in the Rifter series brings us up to date, past and present finally make sense and with it Jahn's powers as the Rifter become more and more obvious. It's excruciating to see how much the make him feel conflicted, he wants to save everybody.. he needs to be more than the power of destruc...
I started reading this series with my lovely friend M'rella and I sort of scooted on ahead of her. Sorry, M'rella, :-( Ginn Hale's Rifter series has been a big chunk of my life for the past week. I've posted little mini reviews if you will as I've read each book with the intent that I would do an...
Ok, so book 9 didn't bring me back to where I wanted to be. It still left me with that 'why you no love me? and throw me off the cliff?' feeling because I still need to know a few things the most important being 'what the hell is happening to Kyle/Kahlil in the present?' really, seriously I need to ...
John and Ravishan are separated in this book fighting in different areas for the Fai'daum revolution. We follow John (renamed Jath'ibaye) as he exercises more of his incredible powers."You have come from across the worlds for this," Ravishan said gently. He stood and stepped back from the bed. "I sh...
In-fucking-credible. I'm talking to my iPad like ghetto folk at the movies, tapping and tapping, racing to finish. What a story.