4 May 2015

Release Week Blitz & Review: Fury

Fury - The Seven Deadly #3
by Fisher Amelie

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Can be read as a standalone.

Revenge is an euphoric thing. Trust me on this. Nothing compares to the release you get when you ruin someone’s life. When they’ve stolen important things. Things that didn’t belong to them. Things I revel in making them pay for.

What? Have I offended you? I’m not here to appeal to your delicate senses. I have no intention of placating your wishes or living within your personal belief system nor do I care if you hate me. And you will hate me. Because I’m a brutal, savage, cold-blooded murderer and I’m here for my revenge.

I’m Ethan Moonsong…And this is the story about how I went from the world’s most sacrificing man to the most feared and why I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

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I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review!

What I say: I really enjoyed the first two books in Fisher Amelie's The Seven Deadly series (Vain & Greed reviews) and have been impatiently waiting for Fury aka Ethan's story, ever since Cricket chose Spencer. I knew it was going to be explosive but I never could have guessed the direction Ethan would take and where Fisher Amelie would lead us.

As you can probably tell from the blurb and trailer (check it out here or above) Ethan is angry, he's flipping furious (I can totally get why). He can't get over his heartbreak and he's set on vengeance against Spencer for stealing his girl and future. I understand Ethan's fury; he was nice guy and loving boyfriend (he could have paid a little more attention to certain things) but he did everything for Cricket. They were a team, with a whole future planned out and suddenly he finds himself replaced by a rich guy. I have to admit as much as I really liked Ethan in Greed I wanted Cricket to pick Spencer. It's only when reading his POV that you get the full insight into Ethan's devastation and the consequences the events had on him.

When Fury starts nice guy Ethan is gone. He's so focused on how he's been wronged that he's loosing himself. It's only after reconnecting with old friend Finley (I'd never heard of Finley being a girls name before but I like it) that he starts to reassess the situation. I loved Finley, which was something of a revelation because I didn't expect her to be as awesome as she was - right, dude? (makes sense when you've read the book).

I can't focus too much on the events as I don't want to spoil anything about Ethan's and Finley's story. The plot takes MANY unexpected twists and turns. Some of which are more shocking than others. They may be surprising yet these events left me feeling hopeful. I would never have predicted the horrifying events and the circumstances they find themselves in, but I loved their journey. 

The title is very apt because both Finley and Ethan are furious, just about very different things. Also they show they fury in different ways and have their own coping mechanisms.  The story is about how they deal with their anger, and looks at if they can move on from the past.

I really enjoyed Fury and the only teeny tiny thing I missed was a certain meet up, but I felt like this was handled in a different and refreshingly non-cliched manner - I can't say more without spoiling. 

Who gets LUST?!

4 - 4.5 Stars in my Sky!

Author Spotlight:

Fisher Amelie resides in the South with her kick ace husband slash soul mate. She earned her first ‘mama’ patch in 2009. She also lives with her Weim, Jonah, and her Beta, Whale. All these living creatures keep the belly of her life full, sometimes to the point of gluttony, but she doesn’t mind all that much because life isn’t worth living if it isn’t entertaining, right?

Fisher is the author of The Seven Deadly Series, The Sleepless Series, and The Leaving Series, and was a semi-finalist in Amazon’s Breakthrough Novel Award.

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Read on for an excerpt:

The truck door slammed closed behind me as I reached for my hidden bottle, unscrewed the lid, and took a swig. It burned on its way down, alleviating that sick feeling in my stomach, albeit temporarily.
            Slowly, ever so slowly, I walked toward the bakery. I kept as close to the storefronts as possible. When I reached Ceres, I stopped and leaned against the brick beside the window, knowing they couldn’t see me. Carefully, I peered into the window and saw them. Their backs faced me as they ordered at the counter.
            “My God,” I breathed.
            There she was. It was the first time I’d seen either of them since the day in the forest when she chose him over me. It felt so surreal to me. Her hair had grown out a little and she’d gained weight, probably since the transplant went so well. I looked at Spencer. I bet the bastard was her hero. I couldn't help but think I could have just as easily been him. I could have been standing next to her in line at Ceres, waiting for our sweet potato sticky buns, laughing and feeling happy because I was with her.
            I thought about what Finley told me earlier that morning. I thought she was wrong. Cricket would have been just as happy with me as she was with Spencer.
I studied them together. She bounced on her heels, talking animatedly, her hair swishing around her shoulders. She used her hands a lot when she spoke. I wondered what she was talking about. I wondered if she thought about me at all, if she gave a shit that she broke my heart, shattered it into a million pieces. She smiled at Spencer and they started laughing. Apparently not.
God, I hated him. I mean really hated the guy. I looked back at my truck and remembered that I kept my hunting knives in the glove compartment in case my mom’s brother Akule, the only one willing to talk to me on her side of the family, wanted to go hunting. He gave them to me for my eleventh birthday. They were beautiful. Two Spartan short swords with leather handles, and I knew what I was doing with them.
Akule is Echo River Indian, as was my mother. She left the tribe when she converted to Catholicism right out of high school, and they didn’t approve but Akule was young when she did and he was close to my mom, so he didn’t care. He would sneak into town and they would watch movies together at her apartment.
He taught me how to hunt with my hands in Echo River style from a young age but when my mom died, he made it a weekly trip to the mountains. We would spend entire weekends up there up until I turned nineteen and Cricket got really sick.
I looked back at Cricket. She brought her hand up to Spencer’s back. He followed suit and tucked his hand into her back pocket, incensing me. Immediately, I walked to my truck and opened the passenger side door. The knives sat in their sheaths in the glove box. I hadn’t touched them in months, and my hands itched to hold them again.
I reached for them but paused a few inches from the handles. My hands shook and my heart pounded.
“What are you doing?” I asked myself.
I shut the glove box and sat on the bench of my truck, my booted foot resting on the concrete below. I ran my hands through my hair and rested against the back of the seat, shocked I’d been even contemplating what I’d been pondering.
“What were you going to do?” I asked myself. “Murder him?”


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