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Revenge is an euphoric thing. Trust me on this. Nothing compares to the release you get when you ruin someone’s life. When they’ve stolen important things. Things that didn’t belong to them. Things I revel in making them pay for.
What? Have I offended you? I’m not here to appeal to your delicate senses. I have no intention of placating your wishes or living within your personal belief system nor do I care if you hate me. And you will hate me. Because I’m a brutal, savage, cold-blooded murderer and I’m here for my revenge.
I’m Ethan Moonsong...And this is the story about how I went from the world’s most sacrificing man to the most feared and why I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.
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About Fisher Amelie:
Fisher Amelie resides in the South with her kick ace husband slash soul mate. She earned her first ‘mama’ patch in 2009. She also lives with her Weim, Jonah, and her Beta, Whale. All these living creatures keep the belly of her life full, sometimes to the point of gluttony, but she doesn’t mind all that much because life isn’t worth living if it isn’t entertaining, right?
Fisher is the author of The Seven Deadly Series, The Sleepless Series, and The Leaving Series, and was a semi-finalist in Amazon’s Breakthrough Novel Award.
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I was simply blown away by Fury.
Really I was.
I mean I expected this to be well written. But... well I didn't expect....this... Me totally overwhelmed, me totally flabbergast, me totally simply and utterly shocked.
Okay. Let me explain this from the beginning:
I can't quite remember how and why I actually read the first book in the series. But while I loved the writing, I had some issues with the story line. I couldn't relate to the arrogance of the MCs and then there is the minor detail that I know the locations it is set in extremely well. Well, Mr. O is from South Africa you see... And I have worked in refugee camps and for aid organisations, in fact I still work for a charity org part-time... Somehow Amelie didn't get that part right for me. I guess this is quite unfair, considering, that I might be her only reader who actually lived through her setting. Still as I said, I adore her writing. AND I did adore Spencer, who was to be one of the MCs in Greed. Hence no questions asked, I was so reading Fury. Despite the fact that I had no love lost for Ethan. I thought, I would just enjoy the exceptional writing. Which I did. Very much. In fact I love the way Amelie wrote the fight scenes from Ethan's POV. Though I wasn't sure I would right at the beginning. But as I read on, I saw the pattern, the clever use of Amelie of it and it made so much sense and well, I love it. As I said in my review for Greed, I am totally and utterly taken by her extraordinary talent. Fury just cements this view of mine. This is an exceptionally well crafted novel.
The story line of this book is my favorite in the series. Now, there aren't many surprises here. I saw all the twists coming from a mile. But frankly this isn't about being surprised, it's about the journey there. I enjoyed the slow burn romance between Ethan and Finley. I loved how they became friends and how they slowly fell for one another. I adore their journey. It's simply beautiful and it felt real.
Which is due to the superb character building. And this is definitely one of the reasons I loved this book so much. In fact while I had my issues with Vain's story line, I was a bit put off by Greed's character building. Well Fury has not only the most engaging story line but also superb character building.
As I said, I didn't like Ethan. Well, actually I couldn't stand him. The two reasons I was going to read Fury, well the cover for one (sorry it's shallow I know... but I mean I can't help it, that I am a coverslut) the other reason Amelie's fabulous writing. Now about 10% into Fury, I couldn't recall why I disliked Ethan. Because suddenly everything fell into place. He was to a degree a total douche, but I got him. I got his anger, I got why he did act the way he did in Greed. AND more importantly I just adore him. I totally fell for Ethan. Finley was really cool and quirky and kind- so well, she had me from page 1.
The amazing thing about Fury though is not only did I like the MCs, the support cast is really well written as well. We talking well rounded characters. We talking layers of different sides revealed as you go on reading. Right until the last page, I feel like I get and understand this group of people. I saw where the villains were coming from. There is not a single black and white character in here. Simply and utterly fabulous character building.
When I was pondering on this, really great novel, I realised a few things:
FIRST: I suddenly understood the previous novels better. Which kinda surprised me. Cause, well, each novel could be read as a standalone. But I saw where the titles came from. I understood, why Greed was called Greed. It's like something fell into place. Which is kinda amazing. I actually realised, that neither Vain nor Greed are really my vices- but Fury. Well, I am well acquainted with that vice, not that I am much proud of it. But I got why Ethan did what he did. Because at times I wish I could have just done the same. The helplessness that drove him there, is well know to me. He's desire for vengeance, well, thankfully I am older and wiser, but something I have felt personally when I was his age... All of this left me amazed. I am totally awed by Amelie's clever use of the vices and how she has looked at them in a different, way less obvious way and used them in her stories. Really it's brilliant.
SECOND: Fury tackles a rather heavy subject. And it left me pondering over the injustice of the world we currently live in. The cruelty and devastation the greed of people can bring over the innocent. But more so, the fact that there are people that are willing to pay for those things, and that in fact their prosecution not harsh enough in my opinion. I mean if no one buys the goods, their would be no sellers left. I am not justifying the sellers exist, and I am absolutely for their persecution ( in fact I wish there were loads of Ethans in this world, it might make the Khanhs of this world think twice?), but I am saying that the consumers should be forced to take responsibility and be punished for it.
There is so much to say about this subject. The sad truth is Amelie has not exaggerate the situation. And ok, while I said there should be more Ethans, I do not suggest we all go vigilante, the truth is, this is still a novel. And in real life the outcome would have been very different for Ethan.
But frankly I needed that ending, I need to think that there a people like Finley, who end up the way she did. Which is why Fury struck so close to my heart. Though I know sadly, that this subject is based on the horrific truth, I also know that there are people out there who do their best to help and prevent- and I need to believe that they make a difference.
THIRD: I need the next book! When is coming out? And who is it about?
A surprisingly deep and touching action packed novel. Oh and let me warn you- no smut. Absolutely no smut in here. Which surprised me considering that Greed was quite sizzling... it's quite bloody and though provoking instead. In my opinion the best of Amelie's books so far! An absolute must read of 2015!!
I decided that night I no longer cared to get myself under control. I decided I wanted a drink instead.
“Vi, one more?”
I nodded when she set down the glass and walked toward another customer.
“I’m surprised you’re in here again,” I heard over my shoulder, and I tensed.
“What are you doing here?” I asked Finley.
“Lookin’ for your dumb ass.”
“Why?” I asked as she sat down beside me.
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe because I’m an idiot? Maybe because I’m bored?” She sighed. “I don’t know.”
The bell above the door rang out and we both turned to see Spencer Blackwell and Cricket Hunt walk in holding hands as if they didn’t have a care in the world.
I narrowed my eyes and tried to steady my breathing. “What the fuck are they doing here?” I asked no one.
My eyes locked in on them as they moved to the opposite side of the large room. They had no idea I was there. They sat together, totally unaware that their mere existence in that moment bruised me more brutally than I’d felt in a long time. I studied Caroline, the palm of my hand absently rubbing at the knot in the center of my chest. My Caroline. She had no idea just how much she’d worn me out since we’d broken up, worn my body and my soul. I felt too heavy to carry around since she’d gone from me. Far too heavy. She’d been unintentionally cruel, but cruel nonetheless. So I swallowed back the lump in my throat, a lump she’d put there with our childhood memories, our laughs, our love. The ache. The awful ache she caused me.
I continued to watch her. She was laughing, so happy, and very much in the moment with him. And that’s when I saw it. Saw what Finley and everyone else saw. She had never looked at me the way she was looking at him, and I was suddenly sick with jealousy and a terrible, terrible hatred. His hand wrapped around the back of her neck and I snapped. My hands trembled on the surface of my glass and I breathed from my nose in seething anger.
Finley whipped her head my direction, her eyes wide. “Let’s go,” she pleaded.
“Get out of here,” I ordered her.
“No,” she whispered, placing her hand on my own.
I peered into her eyes. “Just. Go.”
I stood up and threaded my way through the bodies. There was nothing planned, no finite idea, but I knew I wanted to get to my truck, the passenger side, the glove box. I shoved through the bar door and into the summer night, my blood pumping through my veins. My truck was parked in the space closest to the street, and each footstep it took to get me there felt like an eternity. I clomped through the gravel lot and threw open the passenger door. I’d forgotten that the glove box had been locked. My hand found my pocket to dig out my keys but they were stuck at odd angles, making it difficult or maybe it was that I was too drunk to remove them with any kind of finesse. This made me pause, but my body couldn’t catch up with the thought and I pitched forward, my hand clumsily finding the edge of the roof of the cab. I swayed and the memory of his hand on her neck renewed my fury.
“I told you you’d feel my wrath, Spencer Blackwell,” I spoke to no one. “And I never break a promise.”