Can freedom ever be for all? How do you save a nation from tyranny?
When the King of Bennvika dies in suspicious circumstances and a foreign usurper named Jostan Kazabrus seizes the throne, ruthlessly imposing his will on the population, a disunited triumvirate of leaders and their followers must attempt to resist him.
The first is Silrith, the ousted philanthropic Princess who had been expected to take the throne. The second is Ezrina, a vengeful rebel who is desperate to overturn the years of ethnic oppression of her people, the Hentani. The third is Zethun, a minor noble who believes the only way to fight for the common people is to abolish the monarchy altogether.
As the various factions fight the threat of tyranny and religious persecution, each must be prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice for their cause.
Vengeance of Hope has won the Indies Helping Indies Book Review Project (IHIBRP) Award Badge for Excellence in Writing.
I have sold over 200 copies so far, and more people have downloaded the book on Kindle Unlimited. I have also sold 80 audiobooks of this novel.
Vengeance of Hope - Opening Scene
Chapter 1
KRIGANHEIM, KINGDOM OF BENNVIKA, 1520 YEARS AFTER UNIFICATION – SPRING
With a start, Afayna came to as icy water hit her face, swiftly followed by a stinging slap to her cheek. Sprawled on her back, she attempted to rise but realised with terror that each of her limbs were tied down with rough, coarse rope.
‘Help! Gods! Where am I?’
Laughter rang out from the darkness. Only the smallest flicker of brazier fire lit the room through a window in the door, but as her eyes adjusted, she made out the shapes of two men.
‘Awake again are we Afayna my sweet? That’s a good girl.’
‘Why am I here? Tell me,’ she pleaded. The two men smirked at her distress.
‘How strange it must be for you,’ one of them said; his neat blonde hair and chiselled cheekbones more visible now. ‘One moment you’re just another maid going about her daily business in the palace. The next, you wake up here.’ Afayna scanned the room, desperately trying to control her panic. She was spread-eagled on a torture rack and now she could see that the walls had many shelves and hanging hooks that were littered with various blades of different shapes and sizes. Yet it was not the weapons that filled her with dread, but the man’s calm and yet sinister tone. Every word sent paralysing fear shooting through her body once again.
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French
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Kaouter BELHAOUARI
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Giuseppe Raccosta
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Author review: Highly recommended! |
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Jennifer Silva
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Author review: Jennifer did a fantastic job! She worked fast and always replied quickly and politely. I will most certainly be going back to her for my next book. |
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Diego Alejandro Bustos
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Author review: Brilliant! |
