Nicholas Eames

***WINNER OF THE 2018 GEMMELL AWARD FOR BEST DEBUT*** ***WINNER OF FANTASY FACTION'S BEST FANTASY BOOK OF 2017 AWARD*** ***WINNER OF REDDIT FANTASY'S BEST DEBUT NOVEL OF 2017 AWARD*** 'A fantastic read, a rollicking, page-turning, edge-of-your-seat road-trip of a book' - John Gwynne 'In short: it rocks . . . I finished this book in one night. If I could, I'd see the tour, and buy the t-shirt' - B&N Sci-fi and Fantasy Blog 'Could very well be the debut of the year' - Fantasy Book Review Clay Cooper and his band were once the best of the best - the meanest, dirtiest, most feared and admired crew of mercenaries this side of the Heartwyld. But their glory days are long past; the mercs have grown apart and grown old, fat, drunk - or a combination of the three. Then a former bandmate turns up at Clay's door with a plea for help: his daughter Rose is trapped in a city besieged by an enemy horde one hundred thousand strong and hungry for blood. Rescuing Rose is the kind of impossible mission that only the very brave or the very stupid would sign up for. It's time to get the band back together for one last tour across the Wyld. LOOK OUT FOR BLOODY ROSE, THE SECOND BOOK IN THE BAND SERIES: 'Bloody Rose solidifies what Kings of the Wyld proved. Eames writes like a hurricane and has a voice like no one else in this genre' - Sam Sykes

The Band, Book One

Kings of the Wyld

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"When we seek to rule only ourselves, we are each of us kings."

Rebecca

We are each what the past has made of us. You would do well to remember what has come and gone before. Time is a circle, history a turning wheel. 

fira

It would be just like old times, except that Moog was dying of an incurable ailment, Matrick was hideously out of shape, Gabriel—their proud and fearless leader—had gone meek as a newborn kitten, and Clay wanted nothing more than to go home, hug his wife, and tell his darling daughter stories of grand exploits that were all, thankfully, far behind him.

Clay's eyes preceded the chimera's destructive path, and so he saw that both the Duke and Dinantra remained inside the patron's box.

"Please," he prayed to whichever of Grandual's gods was in charge of killing people at random with the corpses of chimeras, "grant me this one … fucking … thing."

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