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If life has taught the jaded sellsword Aaron Envelar anything, it’s that hope is for fools and causes are a sure remedy for breathing. But when his latest job leads him to the corpse of a prince and a conspiracy that threatens to destroy the entire realm, Aaron is forced to choose sides in a war he doesn’t want, between forces he doesn’t understand. Thrust into a world of mythical assassins, a madman with superhuman strength, and a nagging ball of light with a superiority complex who claims to be the embodiment of compassion, Aaron takes on his hardest job yet - staying alive.

Ho commesso il peggior errore della mia vita quando avevo ventidue anni: ho lasciato che l'amore e la paura distruggessero tutto ciò che ho sempre desiderato, e ora ho una scelta da fare. Ho sempre saputo che non mi era permesso amarla. Ho infranto ogni regola e soffocato ogni segreto per averla. L'unico problema è che quei segreti non mi stanno più solo dando la caccia… mi hanno trovato.

He was once known as Prince Bernard, ruler of his people and the man who led them in the Fey War against creatures out of myth and legend, beings out of nightmare. A man renowned for his strength, a man feared by his own people as much as his enemies. But there are other names for him, too. Kingslayer. Oathbreaker. Traitor. The Crimson Prince.

The flames danced like madness in the wanderer's eyes. He'd faced the monster posing as Soldier in combat, and he had won. But at what cost? Forty-seven villagers of Alhs are dead. So many that they could not bury them all, and so they had looked to the old ways. They had looked to the flames. Forty-seven. They had been people yesterday. Today, they were nothing but memory. Nothing but ash drifting away on the wind, disappearing into the night.

Fifty years ago, the nightwalkers appeared, creatures of shadow and darkness, thirsting for blood and death. Thousands died, and the kingdom of Entarna was brought to its knees. Then the Chosen came: six men and women endowed with powers by Amedan, the God of Fire and Light. The Chosen joined with the kingdom's armies, and together, they managed to defeat the night's creatures. At least for a time. Alesh, a servant to Chosen Olliman, the greatest of Amedan's priests, knows well what the darkness holds.

The feisty foe that Zara Riddle first met in The Wilds is now a member of the family, but all is not quite right at the Mystery Mansion. Zara misses the good ol' days of chasing ghosts and getting chewed up by carnivorous plants, sea monsters, natural disasters, and even the ground itself. When an investigation does come along, Zara jumps at the chance to use her magic, since she's better at that than cooking. The whole coven gets in on the action, and no sooner have they started than they lose Zara. Of course Zara doesn't think she's lost at all.

The truest stories are written in blood. The wanderer knows this, for over the last century, he has lived those stories, has seen them scrawled in his blood or the blood of others. Others like those dead Perishables scattered about the noble's courtyard, like those servants of the enemy, mortal and not, lying beside them. And yet… he knows it is only the beginning. They are coming. Servants of the enemy, creatures forged and fashioned for one purpose and one purpose only—to kill anything in their path.

Zara Riddle signs up for a patch of land in the Wisteria Community Gardens. She's hoping for a bumper crop of pumpkins, but grows a dancing skeleton instead. That's not going to work in a pie. Soon she finds out that the only place more magical than Wisteria is the subterranean city below, the network of tunnels known as The Wilds.

Zara Riddle would do anything for her daughter. Zoey Riddle is studious and kind. She's a dream teenager who plays the harp like an angel. Everything changes when a new boy arrives at Zoey's high school and catches her eye. Soon, Zoey is behaving in a very un-Zoey-like fashion. What's a mother to do when her perfect teen daughter falls for the baddest boy around? Besides gather the coven, cast a bunch of half-baked spells, and make everything much, much worse?

The hardest war is the one a man fights alone. One hundred years ago, the Eternals, thirteen men and women of immense power, closer, many believed, to gods than mortals, stood against the greatest threat the world had ever faced. And they lost. They died. All save for one, known as the Youngest, who managed to flee with the enemy leader's weapon, a cursed blade of incredible power. He has traveled for a hundred years since, alone save for his companion, Veikr, the only remaining horse of a legendary breed. The last, just as he is the last.

At last, Ragna is in the possession of Rafe, Karma, and their team! The odds have never been higher as they face the ruthless forces of the Interplanetary Collection and the Queen's Council. Amid the chaos, Karma's estranged father, James Chambers, resurfaces, bringing his deep-seated hatred for alien life but offering an unexpected advantage in their fight. As their enemies unravel from within, pushing the boundaries of their depravity, a groundbreaking revelation threatens to reshape everything they know about Galatian history. Do they dare risk life and limb for an opportunity at normalcy?

In the wake of the catastrophic clash with the Black Masks, Rafe's crew is shattered, separated across continents by loss and betrayal. As war grows closer, old wounds are torn open, and long-buried secrets rise to the surface, threatening to unravel everything they have fought for.

The Queen's fist never fades. Beware the shadows, for they might be Masks. Beneath the reign of the Galatian Queens lies a secret army, veiled in mystery and dread. These assassins, known as the Black Masks, serve a singular, unyielding purpose: to hunt down and annihilate Galatian hybrids—as well as the mothers who bring them into existence. Their ruthlessness is matched only by their anonymity.

The path to peace is paved in blood. Or so Cutter tells himself during the long nights as he travels deeper into the Black Wood, wrestling with his inner demons and battling those creatures which emerge from the shadows seeking his life.

Grinner and his conspiracy to overthrow Perennia have been defeated, but victory came at a high cost. The alliance suffered losses it could ill afford, for the true enemy still lies in Baresh, growing stronger with each day that passes. Leading the combined armies of three kingdoms, Aaron and his companions march to the city, but even with such a force, even with the power of the Virtues, victory is anything but assured. For when blades are drawn, when battle begins, the only certainty is blood.

The worst thing about a man being led to his execution—aside from the whole impending death bit—was that he immediately tried to figure out what choice had brought him there. Which Dannen thought was ridiculous. The one possible comfort a man could have, when faced with his own death, was that things simply could not get any worse. The problem, of course, was that things could always get worse.

Three strangers chosen by the gods. A castle-servant who can bend fire and light to his will. A musician whose song can soothe even the wildest of hearts. And a nobleman with the gods' own luck. Three strangers gifted with powers beyond that of normal mortals stand against the armies of shadow. But there are other gods, other powers lurking in the darkness, and they, too, will find their champions. Hunted by mortal and immortal enemies alike, Alesh and his companions flee south to the Ferinan lands.

Aaron and his companions have been saved from Kevlane's creatures only to find themselves in the power of the Akalians, a shadowy group of warriors many believe aren't men at all, but creatures of nightmare bent on blood and death. But not all the shadows' secrets are evil ones, and allies are often found in the unlikeliest of places. In Baresh, the tournament has begun, and the ancient mage, Kevlane, adds more twisted creatures to his army, fashioning a force the likes of which the world has never seen.

Aaron and his companions return from Baresh with the truth of what the alliance faces, yet such knowledge is little comfort. Throughout the city, men and women whisper of demons, of monsters. But though they might disagree on the nature of Kevlane's twisted creations, there is one thing they have in common. Fear. For the creatures they face are not men - not any longer. They are death given form and function. They are, it seems in the darkest hours - and there are many such now - Telrear's doom.

Ciente do tempo que se esgota, e em meio à sangrenta batalha que se trava em seu coração, Nina parte em busca de respostas e verdades. Ela enfrentará traições, lendas e sofrimento, para finalmente descobrir que o poder transformador que move a balança do bem e do mal, está bem mais perto do que ela imagina: na tênue linha que separa a vida da morte. Aceitará a sua morte para salvar as pessoas que ama? Que caminho seguirá agora, que se sente viva pela primeira vez na vida?