Hey y’all… Happy Wednesday!🎅
This my fourth(?) year participating in Blogmas which is basically a countdown of my personal favorite reads of the year! I’m following the promts of one of my favorite blogger buddies: Sophie @Beware of the Reader who is a fab blogger and bookstagrammer so go check out her blog!
If you want to join the fun, here are the different daily topics. You can of course post only once or twice or as many time as you’d like! Use the hashtag #Blogmas2021 AND comment/leave your url on my daily post that you have posted tooif you want me to give your posts some love. That way I shouldn’t miss them!
This pick took me a very long time to finish reading, not because it was bad (obviously) but because it was such a long book and it was so dark and angsty and sad! My choice for this year’s Best Epic Fantasy goes to:
Empire of the Vampire
From holy cup comes holy light;
The faithful hands sets world aright.
And in the Seven Martyrs’ sight,
Mere man shall end this endless night.
It has been twenty-seven long years since the last sunrise. For nearly three decades, vampires have waged war against humanity; building their eternal empire even as they tear down our own. Now, only a few tiny sparks of light endure in a sea of darkness.
Gabriel de León is a silversaint: a member of a holy brotherhood dedicated to defending realm and church from the creatures of the night. But even the Silver Order couldn’t stem the tide once daylight failed us, and now, only Gabriel remains.
Imprisoned by the very monsters he vowed to destroy, the last silversaint is forced to tell his story. A story of legendary battles and forbidden love, of faith lost and friendships won, of the Wars of the Blood and the Forever King and the quest for humanity’s last remaining hope:
The Holy Grail.
Even the greatest of fools can’t deny the existence of evil. We dwell in its shadow every day. The best of us rise above it, the worst of us swallow it whole, but we all of us wade hip-deep through it, every moment of our lives. Curses and blessings fall on the cruel and just alike. For every prayer heeded, ten thousand go unanswered. And saints suffer alongside the sinners, prey for monsters spat straight from the belly of hell. But if there is a hell, mustn’t there also be a heaven? And if there is a heaven, then can’t we ask it why?
From the greatest horrors are the greatest heroes forged.’
I remember wondering, if I loved her more than life itself, how could I go on living with her gone? But that is what we do, Little Lion. We carry the greatest burdens not on our shoulders, but in our hearts. But those taken from us never truly die. They await us in the light of God’s love.’
This book is part 1 of 3 so beware!! Have a Merry Blogmas y’all!💜