It's been awhile since I've posted. I've been busy finalizing Bloodforged Dawn. The good news is that I've worked with my editor, the fantastic Evelyn Cammon, and finalized all the edits. I say 'finalized' loosely because although I'm done working with her, I still have one final pass of the whole book to do before I'm ready to submit it for publication. I need to make sure nothing slips through the cracks, but I also need to make sure the formatting is on point. The good news is that I'm close.
Next, I need to receive the final cover art. What I've seen has been fantastic, but I have not yet seen the final image. I'm hoping to have this completed by the end of August.
I've booked several podcasts for October/November which is when I'm hoping to release the book. I can't wait for you to read it.
(By Justine Castellon / for Just Reading Nook) Russell Carroll’s Relentless Blades is a visceral, expansive entry into dark fantasy built around a race to stop an ancient, world-altering prophecy. Knight Lieutenant Mathias Braunstone of the Valadian Order of the Cloak is sent to the lawless frontier town of Oxglen. His mission is simple on paper: secure a set of ancient Vragothian artifacts, chief among them the Scepter of Cymathu, a relic that draws power from long-dead dragon skulls. The job quickly draws him into an uneasy dynamic with Vigilanton, a disgraced knight now working the criminal underworld, and Grimlock, a half-skron ranger hired by the Vragoths as a guide despite carrying the weight of his own bloodline. As the Zoth’tolluz Empire and its fearsome Overlord Rhorghast close in on the same artifacts, the three end up on a collision course neither side wants, racing to keep the empire from waking “Mazzinoth’s Children,” a brood of dragon hatchlings whose awakening would give the Vragoths total dominion.
What sets this book apart is its character work. Carroll writes Vigilanton’s struggle with near-illiteracy with real empathy, giving epic fantasy a vulnerability it rarely allows. Grimlock’s quiet war with his own identity as a “frejinga” becomes one of the book’s most affecting threads. The combat is vivid and cinematic, particularly the ambush at Dromcroft Bridge and the desperate survival sequence at the Infernal Chasm. The world-building, from the translucent inkeli to the feline feliosians, is folded in naturally rather than dumped on the reader. The pacing stumbles in the middle stretch where a lengthy narrative digression through the Mayhem Arena of Vestraak (Chapters 27 through 35) temporarily shifts away from the main plot to focus on side stories and character development. This pulls focus from the central race against time. A few plot turns, including Priznak’s sudden change of heart and a late “Totem Warrior” transformation that heals what should be fatal wounds, lean too heavily on convenience. These are minor flaws in an otherwise remarkably clean, well-edited debut. Carroll has written a genuinely convincing case for inclusive heroism and hard-won redemption.
It is best suited to readers who want their dark fantasy grounded in real emotional stakes rather than spectacle alone.
