Skulls of Atlantis

By David Edward

Hold on tight! The next installment of the dark fantasy Atlantis series by David Edward has arrived!!

 

In the unforgiving realm of "Skulls of Atlantis," Asha, a steadfast Atlantean from the capital city, finds herself battling the elements in the wasteland of the ruthless Babaroy conquerors. Her journey becomes a symphony of pain and determination, fueled by memories of a friend lost to the savagery of this land and the long road ahead.

 

Amidst unrelenting challenges, Asha's resilience takes center stage as she is forced into the deadly Clash, a sport that the brutal Babaroy uses to control and distract the conquered.

 

"Skulls of Atlantis" is a gripping tale of survival and sacrifice, where Asha's unwavering determination conflicts with the bleakest odds. With every turn of the page, prepare to be swept into a world of intense action and unrelenting courage, where thunderous war drums signify the epic battle of wills.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Frequency99, Inc
• Release date: Aug 12, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223563303

David Edward

D. Edward served as a Special Agent in the US Army in the 1980s and 1990s and is a veteran of multiple overseas combat tours. He was the Special Agent in Charge of the 1990 Panama Canal counter-terrorism threat assessment report to the US Congress. Edward is a graduate of the United States Army Intelligence School where he studied advanced HUMINT (Human Intelligence) and battlefield counterintelligence; also completing training at the Jungle Operations Training Center in Panama, Central America. He holds advanced degrees in engineering including a Ph.D. from NCU, three related M.Sc. degrees (MBA, MSIT, MSIM), and has an undergraduate degree in business (BSBA). His books typically reach the Amazon Kindle top 10 upon release in their genre. 'End of Reason' was his first work to reach #1 on Amazon in its category, on June 22, 2021. 'Unreasonable' reached #1 as a pre-order and held the spot for over a month upon release. You can follow his publication schedule here: d-edward.com or email him at his first name, the at sign, the first three letters of the word Florida, a dot, and the word cloud. He did have a Twitter account but then he thought it was stupid so he canceled it.

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FICTION BY DAVID EDWARD

Thrillers

●  Panama Red

●  Drive Faster

●  Meat Market

●  Ground Game

●  Prayer Drum

●  Down Ballot

Westerns & Supernatural

●  Alamosa

●  The Smalls

●  The Bigs

●  Martha

●  Rick Calhoon: The Town Full of Evil Cannibals

Sci-Fi

●  X7

●  Echo of Iron (Short Stories)

Noah Kayne Mystery

●  Southern Style

●  Brotherhood of the Sun Dragon

Dark Fantasy

●  Asha of Atlantis

●  Skulls of Atlantis

●  Demons of Atlantis (Q4 2023)

STORY DESCRIPTION

Hold on tight! The next installment of the dark fantasy Atlantis series by David Edward has arrived!!

In the unforgiving realm of Skulls of Atlantis, Asha, a steadfast Atlantean from the capital city, finds herself battling the elements in the wasteland of the ruthless Babaroy conquerors. Her journey becomes a symphony of pain and determination, fueled by memories of a friend lost to the savagery of this land and the long road ahead.

Amidst unrelenting challenges, Asha's resilience takes center stage as she is forced into the deadly Clash, a sport that the brutal Babaroy uses to control and distract the conquered.

Skulls of Atlantis is a gripping tale of survival and sacrifice, where Asha's unwavering determination conflicts with the bleakest odds. With every turn of the page, prepare to be swept into a world of intense action and unrelenting courage, where thunderous war drums signify the epic battle of wills.

SKULLS OF ATLANTIS

CHAPTER 1

THE BABAROY

Asha hobbled and limped as fast as she could.

The rain and lightning were her only companions; harsh allies, but allies, nonetheless.

She was exhausted.

Her breathing was forced.

Sharp rocks cut her feet badly as she tried to run.

The hillsides were unwelcoming. Her ribs were broken; she carried dark bruises and deep cuts all over her muscular form that still seeped red blood onto her equally red skin.

The landscape was bleak. The Babaroy ruled here; they held little regard for the land or its conquered peoples.

I need to find clothes and shelter. And a better weapon than this silly rock, raced through her thoughts.

Asha was bloodied from the fight back in the cave. She tried to free her friend from the evil Babaroy cannibals but failed, arriving too late. The giant male had tried to rape her, already aroused at her approach, his woman egging him on as she protected her tiny newborn while throwing anything she could find to aid her mate and screaming taunts and threats.

Asha had been forced to kill all three out of pure rage. They had her companion Sada cooking over a fire with a spit stake running through her. It was a horrifying image she still had not processed.

The types and levels of evil she encountered out here in the lands of the Babaroy were utterly foreign to her.

She shivered. The rain was cold. It would have been tolerable with her clothes from when she had started her journey from the King's palace. She had been a fool and didn’t understand the world outside her protected upbringing.

This cruel place had literally already taken everything from her. She had no possessions but her rock. Everything else had been stripped away, including her friend Sada.

Lightning flashed.

She heard gravel sliding and talking from behind her. Her pursuers were gaining on her and were brazen. They had no concern for stealth or fear of discovery.

These were the Babaroy Storm Reapers, not the unclothed monsters she had been fighting, but special elite troops.

Clad in dark, weather-worn armor that seemed to have witnessed countless battles, the Babaroy Storm Reapers loomed in front of her like malevolent shadows. Their towering figures cast eerie silhouettes against the jagged rocks, and the thunderous booms of the storm were drowned out by the deafening pounding of her own heart.

Their faces were obscured by ominous helmets adorned with wickedly sharp, horn-like protrusions that sent a shiver down her spine. Through the narrow slits of their helmets, their eyes glinted with chilling intensity, reflecting a predatory cunning that made her blood run cold.

The typical Babaroy soldier fought without armor or even clothes. They were brutal hairy savages. These Storm Reapers were different; elite compared to the typical warriors; the Reapers were even more of a force to be reckoned with. In the ranks of the Babaroy army, they stood above the rest, distinguished by their unmatched skill, unwavering loyalty, and a taste for cruelty that sent fear rippling through even their fellow soldiers.

Asha slipped and slid a few feet down the rocky slope. Her shin caught on a rock, cutting her leg deeply as she slid. She caught herself before she cried out in pain. She didn’t enjoy the same brazenness as the others. She needed every advantage, even though there were none.

Climb faster, %##%! Even the hill rejects your feeble strides! was yelled from the men behind her. The expletive was a reference to how they would violate her when they caught her. She couldn’t let that happen, not just