Length: 320 pages Published: 11 November 2013
It’s been three months since former enforcer Amaranthe Lokdon and the notorious assassin Sicarius thwarted kidnappers and saved the emperor’s life. The problem? Nobody knows they were responsible for this good deed. Worse, they’re being blamed for the entire scheme. With enforcers and bounty hunters stalking them, and the emperor nursing a personal hatred for Sicarius, it’s going to be hard to earn exoneration.
When Amaranthe’s team discovers mutilated bodies in the city aqueducts and a mysterious illness incapacitates thousands of citizens, she and Sicarius see an opportunity to solve the mystery and prove their loyalty. But they’ll have to defeat vengeful shamans, man-eating predators, and deadly mechanical constructs, all while dodging imperial soldiers who would rather kill them than accept their help.
Nobody said exoneration would be easy.
Wow! Lindsay Buroker’s Emperor’s Edge series has now officially slammed it’s way into one of my all time favourite reads!
Dark Currents is the second book of the series and it’s even better than the first! Offering more action, more adventure and the hopes of romance…..
Amaranthe and her gang of unlikely heroes are back doing what they do best – trying to save their city, bickering and being extremely unprofessional along the way.
Contradictory to it’s name Dark Currents held a lighter edge to it (mostly thanks to the gorgeous Maldynado). And it was fun reading of the camaraderie the group shared – even when they didn’t realise it at the time.
I mostly enjoyed Amaranthe and Sicarius’ developing relationship and I’m desperately hoping for more with them.
I can’t believe I am only just discovering this series. The Emperor’s Edge series deserves worldly renown!
About the Author
I’ve been writing fantasy novels and short stories since I was seven. I’ve been finishing them since… well, that’s a more recent development. I’m a professional blogger for my day job, and I live in the Seattle area (“area” is code for “I couldn’t afford a house within twenty miles of the city limits and my neighbors have alpacas”). I have two vizslas who are as spoiled as most people’s kids. Occasionally they let me leave the house to play tennis, go to the coffee shop, take a yoga class, or plot with co-conspirators on how best to take over the world. (One of those items may be untrue, but I won’t tell you which.)