By "Western", I mean cowboys, shoot outs, saloons, etc. On two levels.ġ) Firstly, I just did not like the fusion of Arabian mythology with a Western setting. I'm willing to admit that part of my problem with this book is a personal one. It takes a very long time to get there, though, and the journey is a slow one. Rebel of the Sands does pick up toward the end when the real fantasy and magic elements are finally introduced to the story.
And yet, for the first two thirds, I was so painfully bored I very nearly DNFed it. A Middle-Eastern fantasy with djinn, magic and mythical horses? It's like a unique and delicious recipe for exactly the kind of book I would love. Jin had the sort of smile that would turn over whole empires to the enemy - that made me feel like suddenly I understood him exactly, even though I knew nothing about him. And she'd never have predicted she'd fall in love with him.or that he'd help her unlock the powerful truth of who she really is. But in all her years spent dreaming of leaving home, she never imagined she'd gallop away on a mythical horse, fleeing the murderous Sultan's army, with a fugitive who's wanted for treason.
When she meets Jin, a mysterious and devastatingly handsome foreigner, in a shooting contest, she figures he’s the perfect escape route. But there's nothing mystical or magical about Dustwalk, the dead-end town that Amani can't wait to escape from.ĭestined to wind up "wed or dead," Amani’s counting on her sharpshooting skills to get her out of Dustwalk. Mortals rule the desert nation of Miraji, but mystical beasts still roam the wild and barren wastes, and rumor has it that somewhere, djinni still practice their magic. She’s more gunpowder than girl-and the fate of the desert lies in her hands.
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