"Amy Wolff Sorter has creatively combined the Biblical account of the prophetess, Deborah, with believable dialogue and character motivation. The result is an exciting novel, packed with powerful insights and memorable moments...the code of honor and the ethics of both the Israelites and the Canaanites are portrayed skillfully. The brutality of Baal stands in the background of this story and furnishes the motivation for the characters...the tension mounts with increasing action, and the climax of the book is nothing short of startling. Servant of the Gods is certain to capture readers!"—Joyce Handzo, In the Library Reviews

...Swallowing hard and taking a deep breath, I slowly got to my feet, holding out my hands to show them devoid of weapons. I raised the veil from my face then, deliberately meeting his eyes.

When Aryeh saw who had startled him, he carefully sheathed his sword, but his dark eyes clung to mine. They were filled with a fire, a need that reached out and grabbed my soul with its intensity. I realized now what it was that had driven him here and myself as well at almost exactly the same time. This was no random desire that could be slaked by just anyone. It was our need for each other that had brought us to this place, at this time. As he had been looming in my thoughts, I had apparently taken his captive as well.

It had started in the barn where White One had given birth, continued through our conversation earlier in the afternoon, and had peaked when Aryeh had rescued me from Sivah’s attentions. I had known then what was going on, what we were both feeling and experiencing, but had chosen, for very good reasons, to deny it.

I could not deny that wanting, that need, any longer.

Aryeh remained still. He would not make the first move, I knew. He knew what fate could befall him if he did.