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La morte di un re e l'imminente invasione dei Romani preannunciano un'epoca di grandi cambiamenti per le tribù della Britannia e per due donne in particolare, due giovani destinate ad avere un ruolo fondamentale nel futuro di Avalon. La giovanissima Boudicca, principessa della tribù degli Iceni dal temperamento ribelle e dalla volontà di ferro, viene mandata sull'Isola di Mona per essere istruita alla Scuola dei Misteri e iniziata alla conoscenza dei Druidi. Ed è proprio qui che incontra per la prima volta Lhiannon, la potente sacerdotessa che diventerà la sua guida e la sua migliore amica.

Думала ли Фло, когда подписывала бумаги на перевод, что угодит в академию драконов? И в новом мире в целом всё прекрасно и замечательно… если бы не наглая троица, что не даёт проходу. Но, несмотря на драконий натиск, Флора и не думает сдаваться. Правда, есть в этом нездоровом внимании что-то ещё… Что-то помимо жгучего, бесстыжего азарта и уверенности загоняющих дичь охотников. Все трое утверждают, что она принадлежит им, но где такое видано?!

Right as the world comes to an end, Devon is presented with an opportunity to escape Earth's demise. A most unusual benefactor grants him an opportunity at a new life in a land of magical cards, mythical creatures, and unique pedestals to manage his progress.

Along with her self-assured dragon-cat Arkaziel and the ghostly elf Werylin, aqua-haired Aetheria has reached the fiftieth floor of the Tower of Aetherius. But she's a little different than when she set out. For one thing, she's a third-tier magic user. For another, her soul has been connected to the Origin, the source of Ethereal power, which is bombarding her with all kinds of emotions. Not to mention she's having a little trouble desiring anyone but her soul-witch lover, Aoibhe.

When Aesca Lampi wakes up in the form of her character from Eldest Fantasy Wars Online, she's annoyed by the historical inaccuracies. (Video-game-style scrolls? Really?) That is, until a building collapses on top of her, revealing she's on a fantastical island centered around the impossibly tall, glowing Tower of Aetherius . . . with an array of dangerous creatures—including jaguar hybrids, velociraptors, and giant, flesh-eating lizards—in the way. (Oh, joy.)

"Perfect for fans of Brent Weeks, George R. R. Martin, or David Gemmell . . . . The best traditional epic fantasy I have read in years." — Grimdark Magazine on Engines of Empire “An excellent start to a new series: fast-paced and engaging, with a properly epic setting and a cast of...

Now that the Tower of Aetherius has been cleared, Aetheria, daughter of Aetherius and Nyx, has another tower to climb: the Tower of Moros, god of doom. Luckily, the Challenger of Aetherius is more powerful than ever, armed with her Astrum Nexus gloves, forged by Vulcan himself, and all the treasures of the legendary city of Nova Azura, which currently burns inside her...among other things. And, oh yeah, that means some voices in her head. (Don't worry about it).

Things are getting serious at the Society for Magickal Heritage. An ancient legend has plans for Ves, and Ves has plans for just about everything else. It’s time to take on the ultimate challenge—and hope for the best. What could possibly go wrong? Well, everything. As usual. But if old magick is going to survive in the modern world, it’s no use being cautious. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, and Ves is giving it everything she’s got. But can she handle the cost? And can the cost handle her?

The Tower of Moros has collapsed to the ground, and the citizens of Inexoria aren't exactly thrilled to meet the four adventurers responsible: two inhumanly powerful women and two seemingly adorable, actually terrifying cats. Anyway, Telos Metanoia, the shapeshifting daughter of Aetherius and Nyx (with a newly ominous third eye in her forehead), and Kallos Metanoia, nephilim daughter of Belial, formerly known as Aoibhe, aren't planning to stick around.

Things have been quiet at the Society lately. Too quiet. It couldn’t possibly last. When a griffin appeared in the Yorkshire skies, it could only mean bad news. There’s only one place in Britain it could have come from and that’s the lost kingdom of Farringale. It’s a dire warning, and there’s worse to come. Turns out we aren’t the only people with an interest in the age-old city of the trolls. Farringale lies under attack—and these people will stop at nothing to take control of its treasures. It’s time for a showdown—the deathly serious kind.