Review; Tournament of Chance

Tournamnet of Chance

A hunter’s daughter becomes the spark that ignites a revolution—in time.

In the Kingdom of Destiny, King Chance decreed any female be she high or low born may earn a place at court by winning an archery competition known as the Tournament of Chance. Although no commoner has ever won before, this is Heather’s year. To prevent her from winning the tournament, however, King Chance will stop at nothing. The king does not yet realize Heather of the Jagged Peaks will be the spark that ignites a revolution — in time.

Heather’s appearance at the Tournament of Chance sparks not only a revolution, but reveals a corruption so deep, it reaches even the King. Reading the story, we see Heather revealed as a light at the end of the tunnel, for a people who have long suspected, that all is not what it seems in their Kingdom. With Heather’s determination and great sense of justice, the reader is taken on a fantasy journey, with twists and turns that I never could have imagined. 

With Heather of the Jagged Peaks, S. G. Rogers has produced a fabulous heroine. Throughout the story, Heather demonstrates great resourcefulness, which sees her surmount several, seemingly insurmountable obstacles. I loved her character and determination. For me, it was a joy to follow along on her amazing journey. Heather is realistically presented, with fears and doubts, but she possesses a great strength of character, which sees her even willing to sacrifice her own life, for those who hold the key to the happiness of the Kingdom.

I do enjoy fantasy stories and Tournament of Chance doesn’t disappoint. The story delivers in every capacity, with thrilling adventure, magic, love and truly amazing friendships; some of which are formed between the most unlikely of characters. With Tournament of Chance, the reader is swept along on a colourful exploration of enchantment and delight. If you enjoy fantasy stories with plot twists and turns, vibrant characters, shape shifting and a lead character who is believable and captivating, then Tournament of Chance is the book for you.

 

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About the author:

Originally from Southern California, S.G. Rogers has lived in Asheville, North Carolina and Laurel, Mississippi. She earned her first black belt in taekwondo from martial arts champion Billy Blanks. Later on, she earned black belts in taekwondo and hapkido from Master Myung Kim. Currently residing in beautiful Savannah, Georgia, S.G. Rogers writes fantasy and romantic fantasy stories. She’s owned by two hairless cats, Houdini and Nikita, and lives on an island populated by exotic birds, deer and the occasional gator. Although she’s most often drawn to speculative fiction, she’s been known to break away to write other genres. Tab is her beverage of choice, but when she imbibes, a cranberry vodka martini doesn’t go amiss.

Find out more about S.G. Rogers and her books HERE

Heather raised her bow and loosed her arrow. When the arrow found its mark, the Dragonstone shattered into crystals at last. Nothing happened for a long heartbeat. Heather and Dane locked eyes…just before a strange black bubble exploded out of the shards.
“That doesn’t look good!” Joe cried.
The Ormvalders instantly transformed into dragons and darted into the sky. Dane flew toward Heather, but the spreading darkness quickly enveloped him. Joe and Heather began to run. Gumm grabbed them both, one under each arm and bounded toward the opening in the lava tunnel. He jumped down into the hole, landing on his feet as the wave passed over. Suddenly dizzy, the troll sank to his knees, retching. Heather and Joe slipped from his grip and landed with a thud. Something reached down Heather’s throat and turned her inside out.
“I’m going to be sick,” Joe moaned.
Heather leaned against the wall of the cave, breathing deeply, until the nausea eased. Unfortunately the air was becoming increasingly permeated with fumes.
“Are you all right Joe? Gumm?” she asked finally. The troll grunted in response.
Joe pushed himself into a sitting position. “I’m better now, but it’s a little hard to breathe. You?”
Heather nodded. “That was horribly unpleasant.”
“What in blazes happened?” Joe exclaimed.

“The pent-up magic was released from the Dragonstone,” Heather replied.

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