The Godless: Children: Book One

By Ben Peek

The Gods are demise. Fifteen thousand years after the tip in their struggle, their our bodies can nonetheless be came upon the world over. They kneel in forests, lie underneath mountains, and relaxation on the backside of the world's ocean. For millions of years, women and men have awoken with unusual powers which are derived from their our bodies. the town Mireea is outfitted opposed to a massive stone wall that stretches throughout an enormous mountain diversity, following the big fallen physique of the god, Ger. Ayae, a tender cartographer's apprentice, is attacked and discovers she can't be harmed by means of hearth. Her new energy makes her a goal for a military that's marching on Mireea. With the aid of Zaifyr, a wierd guy decorated with charms, she is taught the grim background of ‘cursed' women and men, coming to grips together with her new powers and the enemies they make. in the meantime, the saboteur Bueralan infiltrates the military that's drawing close her domestic to profit its negative mystery. break up among the 3 issues of view, the narrative of Godless reaches its end in the course of an epic siege, the place Ayae, Zaifyr and Bueralan are pressured not only into clash with these invading, yet with these contained in the urban who desire to do them damage.
The first installment in Ben Peek's intriguing new epic myth sequence, The Godless is a fast moving web page turner set in a captivating new world.

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Flames roared, yet Ayae had long gone nonetheless. She needed to circulate, she needed to get out, yet she couldn't. Flames cascaded around the ceiling, a mixture of orange and black. She heard glass pop. part of her screamed. a tender half, a child’s voice. Then fingers have been on her approximately, have been dragging her like a heavy weight to the door. Smoke concealed the sky, and he or she felt a cloak drop over her, felt it smother her, wrap round her tightly as she sank to the floor, the trembling surroundings into her deeply sooner than unconsciousness took her. five. while Ayae woke up, she was once in flames. They flickered with out warmth, hitting glass as though she have been trapped within a bubble, and so they have been looking out, probing, attempting to input her. arms curling she grabbed sheets, uncovered feet following, her panic subsiding as her recognition registered the lamp at once above. emerging, Ayae driven a hand via her hair and gazed round her. She was once in an extended, broad room, with dozens of empty unmarried beds. The emergency ward of Mireea. there have been guards on the door and home windows on the most sensible of the wall that confirmed the evening and the moon—the continues to be of a useless god, the idea got here unbidden. She was once in no ache. Pushing again the blanket, she observed her naked arms and legs underneath the easy shift she have been wearing. outdoors of the style of smoke in her mouth, there has been no indication that she have been in a fireplace. an analogous couldn't be stated concerning the room’s different inhabitant. donning outfits stained by way of smoke and burned through flames, he used to be a guy of medium top, pale-skinned with lengthy auburn hair. at the ground beside him sat a couple of ash-stained boots and a canvas duffel bag, an extended, leather-based cloak resting over it. The strangest factor approximately him have been the skinny chains wrapped round his wrists, the bands a mixture of silver and copper threaded with tiny charms made of gold, copper, silver, glass and leather-based. The charms weren't remoted to his wrists, for she might see skinny chains tied via his hair and one pierced in his correct ear. “So you wake. ” His voice had an odd accessory, one she couldn't position. “I imagine they have been going to deliver a prince, finally. ” “Have I been the following lengthy? ” Her voice sounded smoky and vicious. She coughed to transparent it. “Since this morning. ” “You—you pulled me out of the hearth? ” “Yes. ” “Thank you. ” His correct hand touched a series on his wrist. “It was once good fortune. I heard screaming and went in. i discovered you in desire. ” Footsteps emerged open air the door. Ayae hesitated, then acknowledged, “Did you—did you kill the guy in there? ” “No. ” He had dark-green eyes, darker than any she had obvious prior to, they usually met hers lightly. “You are looking to steer clear of him,” the fellow suffering from charms acknowledged. “If you could. ” The door opened and Reila, the small, gray-haired, white healer, entered. “There could be guards coming for you quickly, Zaifyr,” she acknowledged, notwithstanding her gaze was once now not on him. “Pull in your boots. ” “They have holes in them. ” Ignoring him, the healer’s small fingers brushed off Ayae’s hair, and pressed opposed to her brow. “How do you are feeling? ” “Fine. ” “You’re warm,” she acknowledged softly.

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