Lord of Ice by Gaelen Foley

Posted February 20, 2002 by Mrs Giggles in 3 Oogies, Book Reviews, Genre: Historical / 0 Comments

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Lord of Ice by Gaelen Foley
Lord of Ice by Gaelen Foley

Ivy, $6.99, ISBN 0-8041-1973-2
Historical Romance, 2002


This book is related to The Duke and Lord of Fire. It probably owes its existence to too many bottles of wine, a Terminator marathon and many, many Jet Li movies. This book isn’t just over the top, it pops off and zooms right to the next galaxy on a one-way ticket to hyperspace.

Damien Knight, who from now on shall be rechristened Jean Claude Van Dammy, is a soldier in the Regency era who, from this story, knows some really kickass kungfu. Maybe that’s how England trumped Napoleon – Wellington is actually a sifu in karate and Napoleon never has any chance to begin with. Dammy can take down more than a dozen armed men in a blur of kinetic hyperactivity without getting one single hit. The ceiling collapses and the wall explodes, but our hero emerges triumphant, strong, Jet Li with an English accent.

Our heroine Miranda is a survivor. A refugee from a Charles Dickens novel, she flees a horrible boarding school with an amazing array of skills she can do with her mouth. I’ve heard tales of boarding school girls with amazing tricks they can do with one-eyed snakes, but Miranda, she takes the cake. Then again, she’s no wilting lily either, so all hail Mirrie! Too bad she’s such a stock character in every other way.

When he is not zigzagging bullets and eating some zen food to improve his chi, Jean Claude Van Dammy inherits a ward – the illegitimate niece of a fallen soldier (shame on you, Dammy, for not stopping those bullets with your Pecs of Bulletproof Titanium). She is 19, and she has annoyed the school director because she doesn’t want to test her skills on him. Dammy, however, is another story, and Millie can’t wait to oil that powerful spear of his.

In the meantime, there is a Terminator Baddie who wants Masticating Mirrie dead, and he plots Evil. He is omnipotent. He is everywhere. He knows everything. He has everybody in his pockets. He is EVIL, bwahahahahahaha!

When Mirrie’s London debut becomes a success, as she pouts her lips but Dammy cups his breeches, because dang it, he is tormented and hurt, he is too unworthy of Mirrie, oh Mirrie… oh baby, where did you learn that baby… oh, oh purple purple purple love scenes… yikes, here comes the bad guys just in time for our hero to catch his breath and FIGHT! The walls rumble, bullets fly – bangbangbang KABAM! – the ceiling rattle, one by one the baddies bite Dammy heel, until our hero – I quote – “But miraculously, Damien was not hit”!

I tell you, I am almost inspired to break into that Once upon a Time in China dance to celebrate such amazing kungfu power. Huh, hah! Ka-pow!

Still, Dammy is a sweet guy, and he really makes up for Mirrie’s increasingly bland characterization. But the whole story is so hilariously over the top that there are times that I find myself laughing out loud.

I don’t know, but hey, this one is funny and pretty sexy at the same time. The hero gives me flashbacks to that poor dead guy at the end of Terminator, and the heroine has her moments. And who says over-the-top can’t be fun? This one is pure cheese with extra corn on the side – yummy.

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