An intense, gripping drama set in a historical time period and setting. . .
. . .and a fairly eclectic, unique range of characters with exotic, darker/naturally tanned skin to pale, creamy, very light colored complexions, and eye color ranging from bright sky blue, light to darker shades of green, amber gold, and the melting chocolate brown of most natives to the fictional home country where all the events and intrigue take place. Due to the relaxed views on harems, concubines, and same gender sex, this fictional setting isn't exactly like the actual middle eastern practice of royal kings, queens, or princes being allowed a personal harem - the swords, bows and arrows, and daggers as common weapons indicate an era before guns, cannons, or bombs were used in warfare. Clothing, footware, ships/pirates, and horses rather than gas-guzzling transportation were other blatant giveaways that our characters did not exist in our modern world. Which, of course, made this book and series even more irresistible! Moreover, Shah and his diverse collection of concubines were already familiar, so when he and Sandstorm were brought together -- Sandstorm bringing an equally wide range of "mixed" company revealed to Shah that Sahayl subconsciously trusted the three guys with him implicitly -- they were unquestionably all birds of a feather, each a strong, well trained fighter. As the very new Ghost Sheik, Sahayl felt incredible pressure to protect the desert clans, as well as the need to gain assistance from Shah, Tavamara's reigning king.
Both leaders relied on their base, gut instincts to make serious, longterm decisions; both had a deep capacity to love, possessed a wealth of wisdom far beyond their years; and they each were trustworthy, intelligent young men who desired companionship, love and lust, and commitment from their spouses and lovers. (Shah, of course, is by this time at least in his late thirties to early forties, so while he is not as young as Sahayl, he is still quite youthful for a king. Besides, Shah was younger than Sahayl when he became king himself). That Shah recognized a fellow brother in Sahayl, seeing past his youth to his heart, which was passionate in his love for his people and his desert, was amazing, but if course, this is fiction (!?!), and drama is necessary! The grisly, bloodthirsty vendettas, betrayal, political manoeuvring, and every heartbreaking event Sheik Sahayl, the Ghost Sandstorm endured kept me flipping the pages even though I had read this book at least a half a dozen times since I'd first purchased it. I simply love Megan Derr's world and character building talent. Apologies for failing to leave a review before -- every book of hers, especially Sandstorm, deserves a thousand stars and recommendations!