Hammer of Angels: A Novel of Shadowstorm

Hammer of Angels: A Novel of Shadowstorm

by G. T. Almasi

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In G. T. Almasi’s thrilling alternate reality, the United States, the USSR, and the Republic of China share a fragile balance of power with Greater Germany, which emerged from World War II in control of Europe and half of the Middle East. To avoid nuclear Armageddon, the four superpowers pursue their ambitions with elite spies known as Levels, who are modified with mechanical and chemical enhancements.
Nineteen-year-old Alix Nico, code-named Scarlet, is a kick-ass superheroine with killer Mods and an attitude to match. She’s considered one of America’s top Levels, even though her last mission nearly precipitated World War III. So now Scarlet and her new partner, Darwin, have been sent to Greater Germany to help sow the seeds of anarchy and prevent Germany’s defection to Russia and China.
But where Scarlet goes, chaos follows—and when her mission takes an unexpected turn, she and Darwin must go ever deeper into enemy territory. As Scarlet grapples with a troubling attraction to her new partner, explosive information comes to light about the German cloning program and one of its prisoners—a legendary American Level who just happens to be Scarlet’s father.
“Action-packed . . . Hammer of Angels has all the elements of a perfect spy novel.”—All Things Urban Fantasy

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Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780440423560
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 02/25/2014
Pages: 336
Sales rank: 379,024
Product dimensions: 4.10(w) x 7.40(h) x 1.00(d)

About the Author

G. T. Almasi graduated from RISD and moved to Boston to pursue a career as a graphic designer. While he built his design portfolio, he joined a band as the bass player, and wrote and designed the band’s newsletter. Once his career as an art director took off, he continued to supplement his design talents by writing copy for his clients. As a novelist, his literary influences include Robert Ludlum, Neal Stephenson, and Hunter S. Thompson. He also draws inspiration from John Woo’s movies and Todd Howard’s videogames. Almasi lives in Plymouth, Massachusetts, with his wife, Natalie, and their lovably stubborn dog, Ella.

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Monday, January 19, 10:50 p.m. EST

The Metro, Washington, D.C., USA

Insanity isn’t nearly as crazy as people make it out to be. After a while even delusions begin to follow a pattern, and because of all the practice I’ve had, my little trips to la-la land have gotten much less disorienting. For example, the black-haired girl sitting over there is a product of my subconscious, and I don’t have to pull out my pistol and kill her right here on the Metro platform. I’ve hallucinated this same cookie before, and one positive aspect of this illusion’s repetitiveness is that she hasn’t morphed into something else, like a fire-breathing dragon or the Creature from the Black Lagoon.

As usual, this chick is 5'4", the same as me, and has the same small-framed gymnast’s build that I do. We both have fair skin, but her eyes are burned brown, not green like mine, and of course I have my mom’s auburn hair, not the shiny black ponytail this bird sports.

A new detail is how she’s dressed for the weather. Unlike my ultrastylish maroon leather jacket, my imaginary nemesis wears a thick black peacoat to ward off the January chill. When someone walks past, she moves her foot out of the way. Dream Girl’s black Keds are tied really tight, as though someone might steal them right off her feet.

My hallucination’s deluxe resolution and situational responsiveness mean I’m either healthier or nuttier than when I got home from Riyadh last October. Dream Girl was already seated on a bench here in the White Flint Metro station as I came down the escalator. Her ominous presence set me on edge, but it’s not like she’s actually there. Still, for a make-believe person, she works awfully hard to avoid looking at me.

I mentally instruct my implanted Nerve Jet neuro- injector to give me a quick dose of Kalmers. The drugs flow into my bloodstream, and within seconds my relative lack of sanity stops bothering me.

It’s been a couple of weeks since one of my spells, which has made both me and Dr. Herodotus happy. I’m trying to decide whether to tell him about this one when a southbound train finally arrives. I enter the car and take a seat. Dreamy gets on and sits a few rows away, facing me. At this hour, only a handful of other passengers travel with us.

We ride like a pair of grim statues into Grosvenor-Strathmore. Past the girl are ads for crappy action movies and lame-ass technology schools. We’re so close, I can smell her—an appetizing blend of Noxzema and cheeseburgers—but our eyes don’t meet until our train leaves the station. Then she makes her move.

The girl slips her hand into her coat and—it’s such a cliché—pulls out a pistol. My illusions never pull out flowers or tickets to a Redskins game. It’s always a fucking gun.

Big dark lenses slide down from Dream Girl’s brow and cover her peepers like sunglasses. She points her little dream weapon at me. I stick my tongue out at her. Nyah-nyah! I’ve had this delusion so many—


Well, that’s unusual. Dreamy normally vanishes before she takes a shot at me. The make-believe bang gives me an involuntary surge of adrenaline, which prompts my neuroinjector to release a dose of Madrenaline. Swell. Now it’ll seem like all day before that phantom bullet goes away.

The nonexistent chunk of lead spirals toward my face. Imaginary scuffs have been scraped into the bullet by the illusory rifling in the barrel of my friend’s phony sidearm. I shift out of its way just to humor her. The slug passes by and smashes the window behind me. Such realism!

Wait. Why has everyone freaked out? The other passengers all run away or dive under their seats as Dreamy fires another shot. Finally it occurs to me.

Phantasms don’t need Noxzema.

She’s real.

The black-haired skeezer’s second bullet hurtles toward my stomach. I grab the ape-hanger bar on the ceiling and crank myself up and over the incoming projectile. The slug cracks through the back of my seat and leaves a jagged hole.

I reach for Li’l Bertha, the pistol I inherited from my father. She practically jumps out of her leather holster. The WeaponSynch pad embossed on her grip snaps into the matching recess in my palm. Li’l Bertha’s targeting software jacks into my Eyes-Up display and flashes “Target One” over Dream Girl’s head.

I swing my gun hand out in front of me, and Li’l Bertha’s gyroscopic aiming system does the rest. Her status changes to “Target Acquired,” and I let ’er rip. A swarm of .45-caliber bullets smashes into Dreamy’s face, neck, and chest. The girl’s mortal remains splatter all over the windows, walls, and seats. It’s like someone sneezed out a gallon of spaghetti sauce.

The civilian passengers lose their minds and scream like teenagers at a Beatles concert. I dash to the end of the car, yank the emergency brake, and hang on tight while the train comes to a shuddering, shrieking halt. I kick open the exit door, leap down to the tracks, and sprint up the tunnel.

My staccato footsteps and heavy breathing are chased by an older woman’s voice crying out to Sweet Merciful Jesus.

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Hammer of Angels: A Novel of Shadowstorm 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 7 reviews.
khasenfratz More than 1 year ago
Unexpectedly addictive. This book, "Hammer of Angels", is the second book in an alternate reality where the United State, the USSR and China share world power with Greater Germany which ended World War II in control of most of Europe and the Middle East. The main character, 19-year old Alix, is an operative code-name Scarlet. Operatives, or Levels as they are called in this world, are often "modified" in order to help them do their jobs. Scarlet is one of the top Levels of her generation, and Hammer of Angels picks up after the end of her last "assignment" with another undercover assignment in Europe to create mayhem with her partner. To be honest, I had a hard time putting this book down once I picked it up. The characters sucked me into their story, and I really wanted to know what havoc they were going to wreak next. But the book isn't just about the action, the author has a a fully developed set of characters with weaknesses, emotional baggage, hopes and fears which kept kept me emotionally vested. The best recommendation I can give though, is that if you haven't read "Blades of Winter", the first book in this series, get that first and then come back to "Hammer of Angels." I feel I missed a lot of the back story by not having read "Blades of Winter" first, although the book was still extremely enjoyable. I received a copy from NetGalley in exchange for a fair and honest review.
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Zero_K More than 1 year ago
A very nice follow up to the first book. It continues the fast paced spy thriller story with interesting alternate history.
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Sailon More than 1 year ago
Alix Nico is back in this non-stop, action packed, emotional thrill ride! Code named Scarlet, she is the ultimate action heroin with bionic and medical enhancement creating the perfect top secret agent called a Level!  Hammer of Angels begins with Scarlet suffering from a deep loss. Anxious for a new assignment, Scarlet jumps at a chance to infiltrate Greater Germany with a new partner, Darwin. Together there assignment is to cause havoc with Greater Germany&rsquo;s human slavery policy, encompassing all of the Jewish population&hellip;thereby keeping Greater Germany from aligning with Russia and China. But it seems trouble always follows Scarlet, especially when the mission takes a very unexpected turn. Together with a rag tag team including a renowned rebel leader, underground railroad coordinators, a few unexpected clones and other agents, Scarlet and Darwin wreak mayhem while running for their lives. During the way, surprising revelations are discovered about the enemy&rsquo;s cloning program and Scarlet uncovers that her father just happens to be one of their prisoners. This is my first read by G.T. Almasi and I can tell you I am now a fan! Hammer of Angels blew me away with its fast paced, explosive story line with wonderfully realistic characters in this totally alternate reality. The bionic and medical enhancements would thrill any science fiction fan while the alternate history tweaks the perfect cord for my dystopia fix. Supernatural abilities, emotionally besieged and heart wrenchingly human, G.T. Almasi writes a superb science fiction adventure! 5 Stars! This copy of Hammer of Angels was given to me by Random House - Del Rey in exchange for an honest review.