This book has a wonderful mixture of styles, but at times this factor was distracting. This is the first novel by T.G.Ayer I’ve ever read, so I am totally new to her style, and worlds. That said, I did enjoy it! I liked how the angels were not your typical… Angelic figures. Angels in YA have been becoming rather abundant, but they’re a very different style than this! On thing I found rather confusing, is how the “real world”, was so randomly thrown into the story. They’d be discussing something very mythical or paranormal, and *poof* out comes the cell phone! But, in general, that was very easy to see around, and was more of a personal preference than anything else. Overall, I felt Retribution was a very well written, and unique novel; I hope it obtains the fame it deserves!
Author: T.G. Ayer
Series: Chronicles of the Irin, #1
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publication: March 14th, 2014
Her name is Evangeline and she is Nephilim.
Evie belongs to the Brotherhood Irin and together with all the other Nephilim of the world she is protector to humanity, protector against evil. But evil has found its way into the Brotherhood. Someone has murdered her guardian and Marcellus, the New Master makes demands of the warriors that go against all they stand for. Demands Evie just can’t carry out.
Evie uncovers Marcellus’ plan to collect a set of special seals, but when a high-level demon reveals the truth behind the Seals of Hades, Evie know there is no way she can allow the Master of the Irin to get his hands on them. But will keeping the Seals from Marcellus cause her to sacrifice more that she should? Will vengeance for her guardian’s death be enough or will she need more to satisfy her Immortal soul?
I have been a writer from the time I was old enough to recognise that reading was a doorway into my imagination. Poetry was my first foray into the art of the written word. Books were my best friends, my escape, my haven. I am essentially a recluse but this part of my personality is impossible to practise given I have two teenage daughters, who are actually my friends, my tea-makers, my confidantes… I am blessed with a husband who has left me for golf. It’s a fair trade as I have left him for writing. We are both passionate supporters of each others loves – it works wonderfully…
My heart is currently broken in two. One half resides in South Africa where my old roots still remain, and my heart still longs for the endless beaches and the smell of moist soil after a summer downpour. My love for Ma Afrika will never fade. The other half of me has been transplanted to the Land of the Long White Cloud. The land of the Taniwha, beautiful Maraes, and volcanoes. The land of green, pure beauty that truly inspires. And because I am so torn between these two lands – I shall forever remain crosseyed.