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In a time of heroes, a man will take any job to provide for his family.
Ichabod Brooks has earned a reputation for taking the jobs most men and women fear to challenge. This reputation has brought him to the charred remains of a small village nestled within the hills and forest of Ralian. The ruins are a source of strange monsters that terrorize the countryside and repeatedly elude the local guards and hunters. The few brave souls who have entered the creatures’ lair have yet to come out alive or dead.
The chances of survival are slim, but that generous payment is too much for Ichabod to resist. After all, a man and his family have to eat.
This is a book that I have been eagerly anticipating. After reading and loving The Dead Virgins, the first book of the India Summers murder mystery series, I opened the pages of the Treasures of Suleiman with relish, and was not disappointed. Once again Kevin Ashman had me neglecting work and family because I could not stop reading.
India and Brandon reunite to solve the murder of an old acquaintance. So begins their quest to find the Piris Reis map, which should lead them to a treasure like no other, and they are off on a journey of danger and intrigue, from the palace of Sultan Suleiman The Magnificent to exotic Istanbul and over the Caribbean to an island filled with danger from the earth, as well as danger from a man that wants them dead, and an ending that had me wanting to find this place and hunt for the treasure myself.
An absolute triumph of a story as far as I am concerned. It all came alive for me, as did the first story in the series. Kevin Ashman combines history, mystery, and a fantastic modern tale that makes you believe that it all happened, and has you gripping the sides of your kindle when the action starts.
I recommend it as highly as I can. It stands alone, but having read book one I can’t wait to see what happens in the third.
From the first pages of The Dead Virgins, I felt the warm fuzzy glow of a new friendship. Much as I did when I read my first Jean M Aueul, or Wilbur Smith, I knew that I had found an author whose new releases I would always eagerly anticipate.
Kevin Ashman’s masterful interweaving of historical fact and exciting fiction, as well as his brilliant descriptive ability, had me hooked until the very end, already clamouring for more.
The story moves between the ancient and modern worlds of Italy, Greece, and England. A gruesome murder in the London Underground is somehow connected to Nero’s Rome, and a beautiful priestess. Kevin Ashman effortlessly takes you back through the mists of time, into the mystical world of the Vestal Virgins, the treasures of their Goddess, secrets lost in legend, and then brings you rushing back to the present, with intrigue, humour, some seriously exciting action, and characters so likeable, that you know you have to meet India and Brandon again.
This is what a book is supposed to do, take you into the story, and The Dead Virgins does exactly that, in high definition, and with surround sound. Of course I recommend it. Bring on the next India Summers adventure.