An ultra-violent tale of revenge, starring a female barbarian pitted against Nordic zombies in a dark-fantasy world.
"...a fun read..." that "...has a vibe of old pulpy fiction, and cult favorite films like, 'I Spit on Your Grave' and 'Deathstalker'". - P. Pherson, author of The Eye of Ebon (The White Sword Saga Book 1) ????????
Brianna - now in her nineteenth year of life - is tall for a woman, leanly built, and has muscles shaped by countless hours at her father's forge. She is no shrinking damsel. - Chapter 1: Flesh and Fire
Brutalized and left for dead by the raid of a Viking prince, a blacksmith's daughter takes up her father's hammer and seeks bloody revenge!
All of Brianna's family have been murdered, but for Greta - Brianna's beloved cousin who was abducted during the raid.
And the Viking prince who attacked them, whilst raving madly, blamed the magic of Brianna's mother for a curse that now grips his city; the dead there no longer stay dead. But who or what is truly responsible for this undead curse, and why?
On the road to save her abducted cousin, Brianna contends with savage beasts, brutal men, and the startling mystery of the rising dead.
But she also finds solace in the friendship of a short-statured bard who swoons for her strength, has her life saved - more than once - by the enigma of a one-eyed bear, and gains newfound power from the arcane secrets of her berserk heritage; a heritage which may threaten her very grip on humanity.
But can even her fury and grit overcome the prince's castle walls when she finally reaches them and the army of men spoiling for a fight behind them? And can she stop this curse that compels the dead to rise, or save her cousin Greta from the depths of Fjall's Pit before death or worse befalls her?
Find out in the furious pages of BRIANNA'S BLOODY HAMMER!
*[This work contains both mature themes and graphic descriptions. Reader discretion is advised.]
EXCERPT:
Wilfrid looks up at a flicker of movement from off to one side and sees - of all things - a woman, naked below the waist and wearing only a loose-fitting man's shirt, soaring through the air as she leaps headlong at the pack of wolves. Wilfrid stumbles back and falls on his rounded bottom, even as the tall, well-muscled woman comes crashing down on the lead wolf, both her hands swinging a large hammer in a powerful, downward arc.
The gray wolf's head smashes into the earth, pinned by the weight of the hammer itself and the strength of the muscled arms that swing it. A short, high-pitched yowl is all it manages to emit as its head is smashed in one swift, devastating blow. Then, it is silent and still.
Afterward, the woman rises from her crouch and stands to her full height.
'By Woden, ' Wilfrid thinks to himself, 'she is tall!' Of course, being a small person, most folk do appear tall to Wilfrid, but even so, as he gazes at the woman and takes in the full sight of her figure, he can't help but think she's extraordinary even by the standards of normal-heighted women, and compared to Wilfrid, she's practically a giant; in fact, he imagines the top of his head would barely reach her mid sternum. He also sees the woman is leanly built and well-muscled, with fierce grayish-blue eyes and a short, boyish crop of crimson hair above her stern yet beautiful features. Wilfrid doesn't know whether to be afraid, in awe, or besotted with the woman. So, in truth, he's a little of all three. - Chapter 2: Death in the Water
