Killing one measly dragon wasn’t supposed to be a problem.
It seemed like a good, if not practically heroic, choice to join Thor on a quick mission to rid the realm of Alfheim of a minor dragon infestation. It all goes wrong when Thor insists on bringing the goats. And then it gets worse when Elénaril—an elf with an attitude and a crossbow—steps on the scene.
Loki finds her absolutely charming.
And so does Odin. He craves Elénaril for his army in Valhalla. Loki sees this as a (second) chance to secure his place in Asgard and impress the gods.
He wants to show them he isn’t as bad as they say.
I received an arc copy of Thunder, Blood and Goats in exchange for an honest review – thank you, Lyra! Publication date is November 9th.
I have loved all of the books I have read by Lyra Wolf so far, and this short novella was no exception! Her version of Loki is just deliciously snarky enough without being unbearable and he has a conscience – although he doesn’t always listen to it! Odin is despicable in his egotistical plans again, and as for Thor – he is dumb and strong, but with a temper which Loki has to keep in check before he rains vengeance on the young boy Nym in this retelling of a lesser known Norse myth. The other main character in this story is an Elven woman named Eléndaril, who was a fantastic character full of feistiness and bravery. Determined to slay the dragon which has been troubling her village all by herself, she is annoyed to meet Thor and Loki banging around noisily outside the dragon’s lair. As always when you start to get involved with the gods there are consequences – and she is lucky that she charmed Loki enough with her personality and courage for him to care about her well-being.
Also did I mention the dragon? I always enjoy a dragon and this one is fantastic:
“The dragon tore out of its den, all green scales and muscle and a jowl full of sharp teeth. It flapped its small, useless wings—which would have made it look laughable, had it not been for the glob of venom it spat at my chest. I jumped out of the way, avoiding the mass of liquid by inches. Steam rose around the purple puddle, hissing as it sank and melted the snow where I had stood a second earlier.“
Wolf’s wit hits all the right notes in this novella and I would urge anyone considering reading her other books to give this one a try. It works as a standalone, yet equally fits into the ongoing Nine Worlds Rising series well and gives a great taste of her undeniable skill in writing entertaining stories. I can’t wait for the next one!
About the Author
Lyra Wolf is a Swiss-American author of fantasy and mythic fiction.
Raised in Indiana, home to a billion corn mazes, she now lives in Central Florida, home to a billion mosquitoes. She enjoys drinking espresso, wandering through old city streets, and being tragically drawn to 18th century rogues.
When Lyra isn’t fulfilling the wishes of her overly demanding Chihuahua, you can find her writing about other worlds and the complicated people who live there.
Lyra has earned a B.A. in History and M.A. in English.
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