Demonheart

by J J Egosi

Michael dreams of adventure. Adopted by the richest family in town, 15 years ago, his hopes for a loving family evaporated quickly. He becomes no more than a slave and a punching bag to the entitled family. After a bad night of heavy drinking, to dull the pain of loneliness, the family finally had enough, and kicked him out. 

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While walking away he remembers a joyful scene from his youth, and the younger sister that adored him. Michael decides to return to the villa to confront the family, only to find the local police ignoring screaming from inside. Something snaps within Michael as he hurries to his sister’s rescue. Dark magic rises within Michael, turning him into a killing machine. 

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After taking his revenge, he wakes up with no memory of the night before, and his sister Isabella, being nice. She cajoles him into leaving, for his own safety, and he sets out on an adventure.

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After stowing away on a ship, he notices a wanted poster of himself, detailing his crimes. Fleeing at the ship’s first stop, he walks into even more danger. Saved by an assassin, he gets roped into her mission. Peril and struggle ensue, and Michael ends up injured. The assassin, Julianna, finds a local healer, who just happens to be Isabella. 

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Once Michael is healed, both girls confess their love for the poor, beaten, ragged man. Then in another shift that sends Michael’s brain spinning, everything changes in an instant. Sending all three on the quest of a lifetime.

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There was a lot of blood and gore quite early in the book, as Michael takes his revenge. There could also be possible triggers related to domestic violence. The characters seemed very in touch with their inner motivations, and extremely blatant in their conversations. The interactions between the two girls were full of drama. It is a very twisty, turning story with surprises around every corner.

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Author bio in their own words:

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I was always the creative sort. At least I tried to be. Growing up, I’d always be seen playing an instrument, usually the drums. Or practicing some sort of art, typically macrame. But one outlet I only recently explored was storytelling. 

It began with a very bleak and surreal dream I had 4 years ago. A man lost his organs and had to scour the medieval world in search of them. All with the help of one friend. After reworking the themes a bit to make them more sensical and less disturbing, the idea for my first book was born. And I’ve been writing seriously ever since.

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