Title/Series: Iron and Magic (The Iron Covenant #1)
Author: Ilona Andrews
Target: Adult
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Rating: ★★★★★
Sooooo... I haven't written a review in over a year, it's 4AM because Ilona Andrews doesn't understand PEOPLE HAVE TO WAKE UP EARLY TO GO TO WORK, and my bookshelves are an extraordinary mess.
Bear with me, ok?
Iron and Magic is a book about... well... *looks at notes* Building a moat?
Possible difficulties: white-hairedharpy wife making you lose your fucking mind.
Pros: the hottest sex I've read in a really loooooong time, and you don't even have to wait 4 books and months of the characters being COMPLETELY IDIOTIC to get it.
It's the sun, I SWEAR!
No, wait, that's not all this book is about. Except, ISN'T IT? Hugh (aka His Scorching Assholeness) and Elara (aka Mrs d’Ambray, JUST KIDDING, aka Fierce Goddess Who Doesn't Put Up With HSA's Bullshit) spend 75% of the bookbuildingfighting over the damn moat. Their five-year anniversary should be the Moat Year. Maybe their ten-year anniversary will be the Kinky Sex Year. (Can I send a gift—and watch?)
Alright, CONFESSION TIME. The reason I got so worked up about the moat is that when I started the book, I didn't exactly know what a moat was. I mean, I knew what a moat was, OBVIOUSLY! *looks around* I just didn't know that was the word for it. Or the use for it. Or that it looked so much like... that.
The point is, I looked it up. And I got lost in all the pretty castles surrounded by, apparently, moats (who knew, right?).
I mean, damn.
I even found a picture of it with a very real shark.
Anyway, Iron and Magic? Right, Hugh and Elara, hot sex, Daddy Issues (completely deserving of the capital letters), weird owl-eyed creatures, Dogs seducing Banshees, a glowing horse, an unexpected urge to reread Harry Potter, and is Elara actually a goddess or does that sass just feel divine? Also, more Ascanio, please!
Was that a cohesive enough review? No? Well, everyone and their imaginary friends have reviewed this, you don't really need me to rehash an ode to the almighty Ilona Andrews. We're all part of the cult, we crave what they offer and we cannot refuse them.
Having said that, God and Goddess of Divine Creation, Makers of All That Is Good, can we please get the next one in UNDER three years?
No day is ordinary in a world where Technology and Magic compete for supremacy… But no matter which force is winning, in the apocalypse, a sword will always work.
Hugh d’Ambray, Preceptor of the Iron Dogs, Warlord of the Builder of Towers, served only one man. Now his immortal, nearly omnipotent master has cast him aside. Hugh is a shadow of the warrior he was, but when he learns that the Iron Dogs, soldiers who would follow him anywhere, are being hunted down and murdered, he must make a choice: to fade away or to be the leader he was born to be. Hugh knows he must carve a new place for himself and his people, but they have no money, no shelter, and no food, and the necromancers are coming. Fast.
Elara Harper is a creature who should not exist. Her enemies call her Abomination; her people call her White Lady. Tasked with their protection, she's trapped between the magical heavyweights about to collide and plunge the state of Kentucky into a war that humans have no power to stop. Desperate to shield her people and their simple way of life, she would accept help from the devil himself—and Hugh d’Ambray might qualify.
Hugh needs a base, Elara needs soldiers. Both are infamous for betraying their allies, so how can they create a believable alliance to meet the challenge of their enemies?
As the prophet says: “It is better to marry than to burn.”
Hugh and Elara may do both.
Sooooo... I haven't written a review in over a year, it's 4AM because Ilona Andrews doesn't understand PEOPLE HAVE TO WAKE UP EARLY TO GO TO WORK, and my bookshelves are an extraordinary mess.
Bear with me, ok?
Iron and Magic is a book about... well... *looks at notes* Building a moat?
Possible difficulties: white-haired
Elara reached over, picked up a folder from the desk, and held it in front of her so only her eyes were visible.
"What are you doing?"
"Waiting for your head to explode. I don't want to miss it, but I don't want to be splattered with gore."
Pros: the hottest sex I've read in a really loooooong time, and you don't even have to wait 4 books and months of the characters being COMPLETELY IDIOTIC to get it.
"Bastard!"
"Harpy."
She slapped him.
It's the sun, I SWEAR!
No, wait, that's not all this book is about. Except, ISN'T IT? Hugh (aka His Scorching Assholeness) and Elara (aka Mrs d’Ambray, JUST KIDDING, aka Fierce Goddess Who Doesn't Put Up With HSA's Bullshit) spend 75% of the book
Alright, CONFESSION TIME. The reason I got so worked up about the moat is that when I started the book, I didn't exactly know what a moat was. I mean, I knew what a moat was, OBVIOUSLY! *looks around* I just didn't know that was the word for it. Or the use for it. Or that it looked so much like... that.
The point is, I looked it up. And I got lost in all the pretty castles surrounded by, apparently, moats (who knew, right?).
I mean, damn.
I even found a picture of it with a very real shark.
Anyway, Iron and Magic? Right, Hugh and Elara, hot sex, Daddy Issues (completely deserving of the capital letters), weird owl-eyed creatures, Dogs seducing Banshees, a glowing horse, an unexpected urge to reread Harry Potter, and is Elara actually a goddess or does that sass just feel divine? Also, more Ascanio, please!
Was that a cohesive enough review? No? Well, everyone and their imaginary friends have reviewed this, you don't really need me to rehash an ode to the almighty Ilona Andrews. We're all part of the cult, we crave what they offer and we cannot refuse them.
Having said that, God and Goddess of Divine Creation, Makers of All That Is Good, can we please get the next one in UNDER three years?
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