I do not normally enjoy post apocalyptic stories, but I really could not class this as one. It was more of a futuristic view of the future. Technology, food, security for The people and otherwise pretty normal lives for most citizens, except those of the security forces.
The book started with a run, then slowed briefly to introduce important new characters and then blitzed away again. The characters were well developed and either like-able or extremely hateful, which made for an exciting read, rooting for your favourites. The book was well written and flowed seamlessly from one chapter to the next, making it impossible to put down at any point. The technology created in the book for the battles was mind boggling and frightening. The human is capable of terrible cruelties towards what they consider lesser beings.
I am really looking forward to the next book. Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Open Preview See a Problem? Details if other :. Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. Cinnamon City is the second novel in the series, mixing elements of military science fiction, epic fantasy, and hi-tech action. After a short coma, Rachel wakes up under mysterious circumstances. She works hard to recover her fitness, but when she finally returns to Cen Tales of Cinnamon City is a Science Fiction and Fantasy Series set in the rich, deep world of Megarothia.
She works hard to recover her fitness, but when she finally returns to Central Command, she finds that many things have changed in her absence. Rachel must prove herself like never before. She hunts down new Kamari bases, and enlists the help of the Implants, but strange things keep happening to her, and she still doesn't understand why. Only Lord Hades knows what's really going on, but the price of listening to him may be too great to bear.
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Time is running out. Rachel must find the traitors amongst them and help make Central Command stronger than it has ever been before. Meanwhile, the guilds demand to see the Council of Lords. When their prayers are finally answered, they discover just how little they know about their absent masters. Get A Copy. Kindle Edition , pages. Published February 27th first published October 12th More Details Edition Language. Other Editions 5. Friend Reviews. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about Cinnamon City , please sign up.
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Sometimes silence was the greatest gift that anyone could offer. I didn't understand what you said, but it looked like he understood you well enough. Did you insult him? Was it some other language that you were speaking? The words just came into my head and I said them without thinking. They felt right. I don't know how else to explain it. Rachel didn't answer.
She looked down at her hands, wishing that she had a better answer to give him, but she had none. Rachel shook her head. It's a lot to take in. I just need a little more time to gather my thoughts. Rachel watched as the last of the security forces followed him out, leaving her alone in the silent hall. There was a stiffness in her shoulder that wouldn't go away, but it wasn't her shoulder that was bothering her.
She sat on the bottom step, facing the stage. So many things had happened. She didn't know where to begin. She just had to start somewhere and hope they everything started to make sense. When she had struck Lord Goran, she had sensed something change in the room. She had spoken words that she hadn't understood herself.
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She couldn't explain where the words had come from, but she had seen their effect on Lord Goran. He had become enraged at once. Rachel rubbed a hand through her hair. She couldn't get rid of the feeling that some part of Goran's presence still remained in the hall. She knew that he had gone, but what if he had woken something in the hall, something that had always been there? She had experienced similar sensations before. When she had first returned to duty, she had felt as though the towers were alive, as though they were somehow aware of her presence.
It sounded ridiculous, now that she thought about it, but it had seemed quite natural at the time. She let her mind go blank and found herself staring at the floor where Lord Goran had been standing just before he had disappeared. She hoped he hadn't left any traps. Someone had left a nanopatch outside her quarters. She still didn't know who it had been. Would the lords lower themselves to such deeds?
She wasn't sure. She didn't have much experience in dealing with the lords. She had only seen Lord Hades before the meeting, and now that she thought about it, he didn't bear much resemblance to Lord Goran at all. They were all so different. Rachel stared at the floor, probing the floor with her mind to see if she could feel anything different about it. It didn't give her any feelings of nausea like before.
Goran had grasped something around his neck before disappearing. Rachel wondered what it might have been. She had heard people say that the lords could come and go as they pleased. She had always taken it to mean that they lived by their own rules, but maybe it was true in a more literal sense too.
So much of what was known about the lords had been passed down through the generations, told from person to person until the original meaning had been almost entirely lost. She brushed a hand through her thick black hair as she gazed around the ruined hall. Something felt wrong.
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She stood up and walked over to the place where Lord Goran had disappeared. The feeling of wrongness was stronger there. It made her skin crawl. It reminded her of the way she felt when she looked at the Dome Shield sometimes. The room shifted around her. The rows of seats crumbled to dust, and thick sand dunes surged up between them.
Rachel staggered as hot wind blew against her face. The walls started flaking away like hot ashes caught in a strong wind. Tiny white holes appeared across their surface. The holes expanded until they joined together, forming patches, and the patches opened up to reveal a bright blue sky beyond. Rachel turned full circle, staring at the changing scene before her. The side of the hall fell away, exposing its ruined exoskeleton.
A clear blue sky filled the place where the tower's upper levels should be. Rachel gasped, unsure of what was happening to her. She could see the White Spear standing a hundred metres to the North. All around her, the shattered remains of Wolfhammer Hall fell away. A great sadness fell over her as she stared up at the sky above her.
It shouldn't have been there. She didn't understand what she was looking at. She knew that something was very, very wrong. The air thickened around her, intense fire engulfing the hall. Loud explosions shook the ground beneath her feet. Rachel crouched down on her haunches, afraid that she might fall.
Flames erupted all around her. She covered her head with her arms to protect herself from the endless swirling flames. The heat was so intense that she wanted to scream, but as she opened her mouth to expel the agony inside her, the flames blinked out and the pain stopped as suddenly as it had begun. The room was silent once more. The ground had stopped shaking, and when Rachel lowered her arms, she saw that the hall was whole again. The walls had returned, blocking the sky from her view. An immense weight of stone had returned to its rightful place above her. Rachel slumped onto her hands and knees, listening to her own heartbeat pounding in her ears.
She lifted her jacket sleeve and was amazed to find that her skin wasn't burnt. A thin film of sweat covered her forehead. It was the only sign that the intense heat had been real. Her hands shook as she struggled to climb back to her feet. She didn't know what had happened to her. She felt as though she had almost been swallowed up in another world. Now that normality had been restored, it left her doubting her own existence.
Had she been witness to events of the past? Or had her mind been corrupted by some unnatural essence that Goran had left behind in the hall? Rachel didn't know. She only knew that she didn't want to be alone in the hall anymore. She bounded up the stairs, leaping three steps at a time until she reached the exit. Rachel ran out of the conference hall.
Vanmarek was waiting in the corridor outside. He shot a worried look in her direction but she raised her hand to forestall him. That's why I came back. Rachel had a feeling she was never going to be able to blend in. Any hope of having a normal life was slipping away. She didn't understand what had experienced in Wolfhammer Hall.
It had scared her. It had all felt so real. Maybe there was a simpler explanation. Maybe she was losing her mind. Vanmarek led her down a flight of stairs to the level below.
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They walked for around fifty metres before turning first right and then left, and finally coming to halt beside a door marked M It was one of the smaller meeting rooms that were scattered around the towers. Vanmarek opened the door and ushered Rachel inside. Markov was standing by the wall, a troubled expression dominating his wide, square face. He looked up as she entered and nodded in her direction, gesturing for her to take a seat at the small table in the middle of the room.
Rachel walked towards him, but she didn't feel like sitting down. Instead, she stood, leaning her backside against the nearest chair. Vanmarek joined them and closed the door. Willow was trying not to look in her direction but she could almost hear the questions forming in his mind. Pain was an implant. Her blank expression suggested that she was relaying events to other people around the tower. She might also be communicating with the Heart.
Rachel had heard things about the Heart. What little she had heard had filled her mind with more questions than answers. Willow looked on edge. I hope it wasn't my fault. Markov waved a dismissive hand in his direction. You did what you were meant to do. We planned this meeting together. We had security in place.
We limited the number of guildmasters present, and we kept known trouble makers away. I still don't know how I missed at that range. I must be going blind. He was right in front of me. Rachel rested one hand on her hip.