In the Arena, you're either a killer or a victim.
If survival meant murdering an innocent person in cold blood every week, could you do it? Are you able to stick the knife into your opponent's heart while they look at you with fear in their eyes? Life in the Arena turns everyone into sinners.
When a starving and homeless boy is kidnapped and brought to a modern-day gladiator arena, hidden deep within the abandoned city of Bimini, he is forced to fight for his life. The crude death matches are a source of enjoyment for Ryker, who resides over the Arena as its vicious master. Given the name Dog, the street boy must find a way to survive, even if it means murdering other innocent kids in combat at the expense of his humanity. With every dead body he leaves behind in the pit, the blood and the violence threatens to wake a beast inside him.
Allegra, a slave girl in the pits and a victim of Ryker's constant abuse, is his only key to salvation. She has lost everything already -- her family, her innocence, and her dignity -- while her will to live hangs on by a thin thread. Can she save Dog's humanity before she too succumbs to the horrors of the Arena? With death casting it's long shadow over everyone, how can anyone survive?
A tale about survival, tragedy, and human perseverance, SHADOW OF WRATH allows us a glimpse into the world of the Sins of the 7.
Sounds very Huger Games-ish, which suits me just fine :). How about you? Keep scrolling for a sneak peek inside L.W. Patricks' Shadow of Wrath.
While other kids his age suffered from their fair shares of worries -- failure, bullies, being ridiculed -- the boy living on the streets worried about dying alone with an empty stomach in a filthy alleyway; rotting, unnoticed and uncared for.
Today was one of those days he believed he was going to die.
The boy survived as a vagrant throughout the years, a wandering bastard to the streets, drifting from one place to the next, and during this time he learned that starvation had a way of eroding his flesh and bones and altering the chemical balance of his mind. Perhaps the worst part about being hungry was that it took a visible toll on the boy, stealing away what little image of strength he had. It made the boy look -- and feel -- desperate and weak, and because the boy had no one in his life to look out for him, the appearance of weakness made him an easy target; it made him prey.
The strange men in suits were quick to ambush him. They had a ravenous look in their eyes that the boy immediately found unsettling. They were like wolves in human skin and the boy had lived long enough on the streets to know when he was being hunted.
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