"4 Stars!...An entertaining shifter fantasy romance that combines Egyptian mythology with Action/Adventure to good effect...One of the strengths of the book was in the character of Kellan...has a delightfully dry sense of humour and a good use of wit which made me smile on a number of occasions...The story itself was suitably pacey that I raced through the pages, eager to discover what was going to happen?an enjoyable read. The writing was good...If you like Fantasy Adventure books, especially those with a mix of a light-hearted tone, some humour, but also some dark, tense scenes, then you should like this book. I did."--Jenre, Reviews By Jessewave
"...Fast-paced, action-packed, and enjoyable...The concept--Egyptian mythology meets Highlander mythos--really appeals to me, and a light, slightly broad-brush style is a great way to tackle shapeshifting bickering immortals who have to deal with bus schedules...There's a lot going for this book...I am interested in finding out how the series continues, as Bastet and his brothers make for a fascinating core of characters."--Ephemera, Rainbow Reviews
"5 Nymphs!...The well-written, well-paced plot has suspense, action and a dash of cultural history, interwoven with steamy romance, as well as moments of humor. The characters are believable with great interaction between them...The amazing T. A. Chase has created a superb beginning to this extremely enjoyable series."--Chocolate Minx, Literary Nymphs Reviews
"...Let yourself be drawn into the tales of the Earth Warriors. First up is Bastet and you won't be able to put this one down. Gorgeous immortal studs who protect the Earth as they fall for mortal man...Steamy sexual encounters, adventures, and more are found in this tale. I can't wait to see how each immortal falls in love in the rest of this exciting series...Fun and passionate and truly entertaining. Enjoy!"--Lisa, Joyfully Reviewed
Staring out over the New York City skyline from his penthouse, Sterling's blood soared. Soon all of this would be his. All his long lifetime of searching would be over and he could claim his rightful place as God among the weak men surrounding him.
He rested his hand on the cool glass, ignoring the age spots and wrinkles that spoke of the only opponent he'd never be able to defeat. Time marched ever onward, taking with it his strength, but not his intelligence or ruthless pursuit of eternal life.
Reflections of the people behind him moved across the window. Sterling ignored them as he always did. They were unimportant, except for how he could use them to become stronger and richer. One day he would destroy them all for the pathetic hangers-on that they were.
It was only a matter of time before someone discovered where the Warriors had hidden the spell. When that happened, he would be there to take it and create a new world order with him as its ruler.
The flickering lights warned Kellan the library was going to close in five minutes. He tucked away his papers and returned the reference books to the librarian. Pausing at the top of the stairs, he zipped up his jacket and flipped up his collar before taking the steps two at a time.
Brisk autumn air whispered around his ears and teased his dark curls. Kellan shivered. He should have grabbed his thicker jacket when he left the apartment earlier that day, but the shining sun had fooled him into thinking they had a few more days of Indian summer left. Leaves danced around his feet as he strolled to the bus stop.
Twilight danced along the edges of the campus square, lending darkness to corners and alcoves. He shivered again, knowing it was his imagination making him think someone watched him from one of those hidden recesses.
Checking his watch, Kellan saw that he had a few minutes before the bus arrived. He sat on the bench and tugged out his journal. So much information crammed into his brain. He needed to organize it or he'd end up forgetting it. Some facts weren't worth the paper they were written on, but others would help him with his thesis.
His hand shook slightly. While researching ancient Egyptian religions, he'd found reference to an obscure cult named the Earth Warriors. None of the other books he looked at mentioned the cult, but every instinct Kellan had screamed that he needed to find more out about it. He would do some looking online to see if anyone had ever heard of them.
Kellan jumped when a low voice spoke above him. Peeking through dark curls, he almost swallowed his tongue at the sight of the man standing in front of him.
The stranger towered over him and it wasn't just because Kellan was sitting. Long dark hair brushed the man's broad shoulders and those black eyes gave the man a mysterious air.
"H-Hello?" Kellan cringed inside at the stutter.
"Is anyone sitting next to you?" The man gestured to the open area beside Kellan on the bench.
"N-No." He inhaled deeply. No point in being nervous. The man wasn't interested in him. The only reason he spoke to Kellan was to be polite.
"May I sit?"
Kellan nodded. "Go ahead."
He grabbed his backpack off the bench, setting it on the ground between his feet. The man sat, leaned back, and crossed his legs. Kellan scribbled down some dates, but his handwriting was shaky and he knew he wasn't able to ignore the man sitting next to him.