Tuesday, August 9, 2016

ARC Review: The Apprehension by Shay Savage


The Apprehension
Unexpected Circumstances #6
by Shay Savage
Release Date: Aug 9, 2016
Goodreads

With two traitors removed from their midst, Branford and Alexandra rekindle their faith in one another. Branford insists on remaining at Alexandra’s side at all times to protect her as he rallies his allies against King Edgar and the kingdom of Hadebrand.

Alexandra’s grace and humility continue to touch the hearts of the people of Silverhelm, and the couple is surrounded by the love of their people. But treachery still lives in the hearts of those who wish to see the destruction of Silverhelm and they would be willing to cause Alexandra harm to achieve their goal. King Edgar still will not relent, but will his role in past events be exposed? Branford is not invincible, and despite his vows to keep his wife safe, Alexandra is still vulnerable. When the unthinkable happens, Branford may not be able to survive the loss.


Kobo | ibooks | Nook



Wow! This series is getting more bloody and violent now. 

From the ending in the previous book, we knew things are going to hit the fans. Branford is on a warpath to those who dare crossed him and Alexandra. What I didn't expect was for the violence to escalate so much. It was all very Game of Throne, if you get what I mean. I'm quite shock by it, but enjoying it tremendously. Is time for some payback.

The drama is getting more complicated, with more players involved and add in a deranged villain, we're in for such a great time. I'm more than worked up by the cliffhanger and I believe the final installment to wrap up this series is gonna kick some major ass. Give me more blood!




Branford loosened his fingers from around Janet’s throat and dropped her back to her feet.
“You knew of all of this,” he stated.
Janet shook her head.
“I did not know what it was supposed to do…”
“Yet you gave it to her anyway!” Branford screeched.
Without warning, Branford reached out and grasped Janet’s wrist.  She gasped, pulling slightly though she had no means of escape.  I could see the muscles in his arm as they tensed, and he gripped her tightly as he began walking quickly with purposeful strides down the length of the great hall, dragging Janet behind him.
“Branford!”  I called out as I hurried after him.  Sir Rylan hauled Nelle from the ground and pulled her along with him as he followed me.  I heard the footsteps of the other nobles as they raced out of the great hall, through the doors, and outside the castle.
With my skirts gathered up, I still could not catch up to Branford though I continued to call out to him.  I could hear Janet’s cries and see her struggle against the grip of his hand as he pulled her through the marketplace.  The shoppers and merchants all stopped their transactions to watch as we hurried by, many of them dropping their wares and following the procession as we all followed Branford and Janet through the castle gates and out to the field where Branford trained his army.
Still many yards ahead of me, Branford stopped near a practice dummy—a burlap bag stuffed with scraps, made vaguely into the shape of a man’s head and torso, and staked into the ground.  Archers as well as swordsman used such things for target practice.  As Branford’s feet stilled, he hauled Janet up close, and I saw his arm rise high above his head before he brought it down to her face.  Janet screamed as she dropped to the ground.
Branford reached around the target, unwrapped a sturdy section of rope from around the base, and pulled the end of it loose.  He reached for Janet’s ankle as she tried to crawl away from him, pulling her back and wrapping one end of the rope around her leg.  Again, his arm rose and he beat down on her.
Before I could reach the edge of the practice field, I felt strong arms around my waist as my forward progression was halted.
“Release me!” I cried out as Rylan pulled me against his chest.  Dunstan was nearby with Lady Nelle’s arm in his grasp.
“No, good queen,” Rylan said.  “You should not be here at all, and come what may—I will not allow you closer.  Not now.”
“Branford!” I yelled out again, and I saw his shoulder’s tense as his gaze flickered to me briefly.
He did not halt his movements.

Shay Savage lives in Cincinnati, Ohio with her family and a variety of household pets. She is an accomplished public speaker, and holds the rank of Distinguished Toastmaster from Toastmasters International. When not writing, she enjoys science fiction movies, masquerading as a zombie, is a HUGE Star Wars fan, and member of the 501st Legion of Stormtroopers. When the geek fun runs out, she also loves soccer in any and all forms - especially the Columbus Crew, Arsenal and Bayern Munich. Savage holds a degree in psychology, and she brings a lot of that knowledge into the characters within her stories.

No comments:

Post a Comment