A Gathering of Ravens by Scott Oden
Grimnir is a monster, literally. The Norse call him skraelingr. To the Irish, he is the fomoraig, and to the English he is an orcneas. Born and raised to do war, for and against the old gods. Immortal, they spend their endless lives, longing for glory in the final battle of Ragnarok.
So Grimnir’s disposition is already brutal, but to add to it, he’s the very last of his kind. To say he’s a pissed-off is a gross understatement.
July 14th, 2017. Greg Hersom´s rating: 5 | Scott Oden | Stand-Alone | SFF Reviews | no comments |
Nemesis Games by James S.A. Corey
Naomi swirled the milky liquid in her glass, watching it slosh against the sides, a miniature sea, complete with little icebergs. “We need to talk,” she said.
Holden winced a bit inside, but forced his words to come out lighter than they felt in his head. “You mean man-woman talk, Captain-XO talk, or . . .”
“More of the ‘or’ type.”
“So, what’s on your mind?” He leaned back against the bulkhead. Space-grade permasteel she thought, but between man and metal,
July 14th, 2017. Bill Capossere and Marion Deeds´s rating: 4 | James S.A. Corey | SFF Reviews | 6 comments |
The "body count" bothered me a bit less because being dead seemed more like an inconvenience than anything else... unlike…
Detailed, thoughtful review, Bill. I'm going to read it for two reasons. First, Karen Russell wrote it, and second, it…
this sounds like a fun one
These weird westerns are always interesting and have been popping up more in recent times (it seemed like there was…
Looking forward to reading the review.