I’m a science geek and history junkie, which explains the slightly schizophrenic nature of my writing–my short stories are mostly science fiction and fantasy while my novels are all (so far) historical fiction. Science and history also feed my passion for archaeology. My idea of a great vacation? “Cleaning dirt,” hauling rocks and washing pottery. In the past I’ve worked as a lifeguard, paralegal, systems analyst, HR Executive, and college professor; but my hardest job, by far, is that of mother.
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Twilight Empress: A Novel of Imperial Rome
One woman battles the coming Dark Ages.
Twilight Empress tells the little-known story of a remarkable woman: Placidia, sister to one of the last Roman Emperors. Roman Empress and Gothic Queen, Placidia does the unthinkable: she rules the failing Western Roman Empire. A life of ambition, power, and intrigue she doesn’t seek, but can’t refuse; her actions shape the face of Western Europe for centuries. A woman as well as an empress, Placidia suffers love, loss, and betrayal. Can her intelligence, tenacity, and ambition help her survive and triumph over scheming generals, rebellious children, and Attila the Hun?
Author: Faith L. Justice
Print ISBN: 978-06922460511
Length: 392 pp
Price: $13.99 (Print-discounts vary) $3.99 (ebook)
Tokoyo, the Samurai’s Daughter
Most noble-born girls of Tokoyo’s age learn to sing, paint, and write poetry.
She’s an adventurous girl! Tokoyo is the daughter of a samurai in fourteenth century Japan. Her father trains her in the martial arts. When he is away, she escapes to the sea where she works with the Ama—a society of women and girls who dive in the deep waters for food and treasure. But disaster strikes her family. Can Tokoyo save her father using the lessons she learned and the skills she mastered to overcome corrupt officials, her own doubts, and a nasty sea demon?
Author: Faith L. Justice
Print ISBN: 978-0692677087
Length: 122 pp
Price: $6.99 (Print-discounts vary) $2.99 (ebook)
Praise for Sword of the Gladiatrix:
“I was gripped by Faith’s great writing style – and hardly put it down until I reached the end…The two heroines of Sword of the Gladiatrix are memorable and original, and Faith has achieved the difficult challenge of making me care even about the minor characters.” —The Writing Desk
”An amazing and totally original and unique novel. Such a strong range of female characters are depicted, courageous, brave, cunning, deadly, deceitful… totally believable women.”—Inked Rainbow Reads
“An enthralling read…I plan to keep it on my book shelf and re-read in the future.”—Book Nerd
Two women. Two swords. One victor.
An action-packed tale that exposes the brutal underside of Imperial Rome, Sword of the Gladiatrix brings to life unforgettable characters and exotic settings. From the far edges of the Empire, two women come to battle on the hot sands of the arena in Nero’s Rome: Afra, scout and beast master to the Queen of Kush; and Cinnia, warrior-bard and companion to Queen Boudica of the British Iceni. Enslaved, forced to fight for their lives and the Romans’ pleasure; they seek to replace lost friendship, love, and family in each other’s arms. But the Roman arena offers only two futures: the Gate of Life for the victors or the Gate of Death for the losers.
Author: Faith L. Justice
Length: 260 pp
Price: $11.99 (Print-discounts vary) $3.99 (ebook)
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A Day at the Pompeii Arena
It’s a sunny day in Pompeii on April 8th in this first year of the reign of Imperator Titus Caesar Vespasianus Augustus (AD 79). The crowds surge toward the amphitheater for the games given by D. Lucretius Stater Valens, a lifelong priest to the cult of the deified Nero Caesar Augustus. The placards pasted on the walls in the forum promise, “ten pairs of gladiators owned by his son D. Lucretius Valens and wild animal hunts, as permitted by law. The seats will be shaded with awnings.” Pompeii’s is the oldest stone amphitheater in the empire. For one hundred-fifty years it has proudly hosted games and religious festivals, but it’s looking dated next to the modern Flavian Amphitheater which will open next year in Rome. The frescoes of gladiatorial combat and beast hunts decorating the walls surrounding the sand are fading, but the patrons come for the blood sports, not the art.
The spectators pass into the open spaces surrounding the arena where merchants and food vendors hawk their wares. The scent of fresh bread, roasted meats, and sour wine waft through the crowd to mingle with the odor of sweat and hair pomade. People look at their wooden tickets and enter the appropriate gate to spread throughout the amphitheater: the front rows reserved for the leading citizens; the middle for the lesser knights and merchants; and the top for the poor, slaves, and women. Some resent the class divisions at the arena. At the chariot races in the hippodrome, it’s open seating (except for the emperor, of course!) and women mix with the men. (Read more.)