Dancing with the Dead is based on Islamic traditions and teachings tied together with a scientific ribbon. I’m going to be honest, I read this book wanting to spread my wings and take a break from Romance Novels. I was experiencing Romance Overload!!! Don’t misquote me, there were mentions of affairs of the heart or as Mr. Long would put it; ålska kön between Fahd (the human) and Quenby (the Antal alien).However, this was no Romance Fest. The author categorized it as science and spiritual fiction. Enough with the techie and blah stuff let’s get into the juicy meat of this novel.
To kill ALL life on Luna City was the young Fahd’s aim. He was on a kick ass, nope, more like kill ass mission if you will. Ready to die in the very process, willing to become a martyr. How was he prepared for such a mission you ask? Believe me, I won’t lie to you. For twelve years, count ‘em, twelve, he was trained which included him being physically struck. All of this was done in order to produce an emotionless, stone cold killer for religious ‘truth’. Yet, his conscience remained and he began questioning the meaning of truth, honour, right and wrong.
Everything went as expected. He passed his test to be an aerospace engineer on Luna and he smuggled the explosives without drawing any suspicion to himself. He was set and ready to die in the name of Allah, in the name of ‘truth’. But then life happened and with it came an unexpected love, an unconditional love. Life and death were the roads stretched ahead of him, the choice was his, only his. To die meant he would harm the one he loved, Quenby. To live still equaled death, which would also extend to his entire family.
This story will take you on a trip, from dealings with the dead, to hostage situations, to blood and guts. Then when you feel as though you have the story all figured out, the end causes you to stub your flipping toe. You won’t see it coming, I sure didn’t. Happy Reading!