Gelenea burns.
Dawn breaks on The Darkest Dusk. Will it usher in the reign of the Onyxborn or does the sun rise on a chance for the forces of Cormag to be defeated?
The Fury of Fate brings the epic tale of the Onyxborn Chronicles to a close.
Who will win? And what form of shattered earth will the ‘winner’ be able to claim.
My Review
Thank you to the author for granting me an arc of this book so I could finish off the Onyxborn Chronicle trilogy! My opinions are my own.
First of all just look at the gorgeous cover! All three covers for this trilogy have been really beautiful and certainly rank among my favourite covers from recent books I’ve read, but the yellowy orange background of this one is really striking!
Defeat The Order, vanquish the Onyxborn.
The Fury of Fate is the final book of the Onyxborn Chronicle and ties up all of the loose ends from this epic battle between the forces of good and evil. As with the other two books there are multiple points of view but I still felt closest to Ogulf and Melcun, having followed their paths right from the beginning. In The Fury of Fate Ogulf is not only facing mages and the forces of an evil god, but also addiction. Melcun is having to come to terms with both his heritage and his destiny. We discover so much more about these characters and the paths they have been set upon:
You are the centre point, a conduit for good and evil, a beacon of hope and despair at once. Think of a whirlpool out in the ocean, that deep, dark, watery void dragging everything that gets near it into a chaotic twisting dance of destruction that ends in annihilation.
It was interesting to see the point of view of the supporters of the evil god, Cormag as well as our heroes – and this helped to understand their motivation. There was a shocking surprise at about the halfway mark, with someone I had not expected being revealed as a child of Cormag:
Before now, it was like he had been constructed from patched-together damaged fabrics, one tear away from coming undone. Mag knew what lay within but hadn’t been sure if the damage done could be repaired. No longer would he have to wrestle with his mind, with his power. All it took was Cormag’s touch for him to be complete.
I did feel a little lost among the large cast of characters as it has been some time since I read the first and second books in the series – a character list or ‘story so far’ section would have been helpful, but I read an uncorrected arc so perhaps this might be added before publication.
Once again Ross’s world-building was of epic proportions – the characters are now spread out all over Gelenea and each country has its own distinct feel to it.
I didn’t feel as much camaraderie and warmth in this book as in the earlier novels – probably because the original cast is now scattered far and wide and some of them have not survived. The pace was incredibly fast and careened from one battle scene to another all leading up to the inevitable, explosive coming together of the major armies of good and evil.
The world is a cesspit, this is a cull. There’s no other way to look at it anymore. Good gods, bad gods, prophecies, and battles, it all boils down to one thing and that’s death.
If you love well-choreographed battle scenes in your fantasy you will not be able to put this book down!
My Review of Cold From the North | My Review of The Darkest Dusk
About the Author
D.W. Ross is a Scottish writer of fantasy fiction. A lover of fiction from an early age he spent his time buried in the pages of books given to him by his grandfather. From then his imagination decided to run rampant and for as long as he can remember he crafted stories.
For years he spent time pushing the stories away with no confidence to take the plunge and give in to his creativity. Finally, in 2019 he took a grasp of one of the stories and began to write The Onyxborn Chronicles. Cold From The North was published in 2020 with the follow up The Darkest Dusk released in 2021.
The Fury Of Fate, the final installment of The Onyxborn Chronicles, is due to be released in July 2022.
No longer bound by the shackles of doubt you can expect more tales from him in the years to come.
He lives in the West of Scotland with his wife and daughter, spends too much time listening to Two Steps From Hell, longing for the one day of Scottish summer and drinking too much sugar free irn bru.
Sue's Musings 
I’m happy for you that this series ended satisfactorily!
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