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Just yesterday, Ian Raven was a champion in Vale Tudo. His fighting spirit and the desire to win led him to the top of the fighting Olympus. Having met death in battle, Ian made a deal with a mysterious entity wearing the mask of a demon and found himself in a new body and a new world. A world that lives by old traditions. A world in which the law is the will of ruthless clans. A world with disturbed balance. A world hurtling toward the abyss.

No matter how hard she tries, Rebekah just doesn’t fit in at her prestigious Ivy League prep school. The cruel, privileged students ridicule and bully her on a daily basis. And instead of standing up for herself, Rebekah retreats into a dark, unsettling world of nightmarish visions … In her dreams, a cloaked figure named The Raven gives her a chance to turn the tables on her tormentors, and exact bloody revenge. At first, she secretly relishes the power, but then Rebekah discovers her dreams have terrifying consequences: The Raven’s brutal revenge is real.

Il primo romanzo della saga di The Raven Cycle. Agli studenti della Aglionby Academy, conosciuti come Ragazzi Corvo, non manca nulla: soldi, bellezza, macchine costose. Gansey, però, è in cerca di qualcosa di più: Owen Glendower, un antico re gallese che, secondo le leggende, giace addormentato sotto una montagna. Nella sua ricerca è affiancato da Adam, che frequenta la scuola con una borsa di studio ed è pieno di risentimento verso l'ambiente privilegiato che lo circonda; da Ronan, un'anima selvaggia divisa tra rabbia e disperazione; e da Noah, tanto attento a cogliere i dettagli quanto taciturno.

Cast aside since birth and denied my true heritage, they know me as the bastard prince. For years I played their game, doing allI could to assist my half-brothers shuffle refugees from the castle, while keeping them and the dying Nobles safe in the old mine tunnels. The Prince of Rats, one girl called me.

La jaula se ha roto, la batalla final ha comenzado... ¿Podrá el amor de la prisionera dorada iluminar la oscuridad? Un rey enjauló mi cuerpo. Otro ha enjaulado mi mente. La guerra ha estallado entre Annwyn y Orea, aunque esa no es la única batalla que se libra. Hay una lucha dentro de mí, y estoy decidida a ganarla, por mucho que intenten dejarme vacía. Sin embargo, han olvidado una cosa: la fuerza ancestral del vínculo entre dos seres predestinados.

Having won the battle with the demon, Yang Wu leaves Thunder Pearl behind to study at the Lion Academy. Ahead of him lie underhand struggles of clans and secret societies, ancient secrets, and dangerous enemies. He will have to go through many trials and fights, putting his life and health on the line. To survive and stay on the top, Yang will have to get to know himself better and master his new powers. A champion never gives up. He stares death in the eye as he prepares himself for his next fight, chanting the ancient mantra in his head.

A woman transformed by the blood of demons. Deadly beyond reckoning. Raven was once a member of the Grim Hand, a group of demonically altered assassins - until she staged her own death and began a new life free from brutality and murder. But some secrets refuse to stay buried, and the past is reluctant to loosen its grip on those who hide from it.

La Prisionera de Oro ha escapado de su jaula, pero su viaje apenas comienza. En Annwyn, el reino de los fae, se enfrentará a pruebas aún mayores mientras lucha por reunirse con Slade. Pero este nuevo mundo esconde secretos que podrían cambiarlo todo. ¿Será capaz de superar los desafíos que le esperan, o el precio de la libertad será demasiado alto?

Reopening the veil between Tirnanog and Castella once seemed like a solution, but now Valeria and Korben find themselves in a race against time to save those they love. Korben returns to a kingdom in ruin, ruled by a tyrant he thought long dead. His people live in fear, and the magic that once flowed freely through the realm has disappeared. To have a fighting chance, Valeria and Korben must restore magic. To do that, they must find the creator of The Eldrystone, an elusive goddess who seems little more than a forgotten fairytale.

Ich träume schon mein ganzes Leben davon, mich endlich in eine Wölfin zu verwandeln. Doch ein brutaler Angriff auf mich lässt dieses Ritual völlig aus dem Ruder laufen: Die Verbindung geht schief, und anstatt meine Wölfin zu kontrollieren, kontrolliert sie mich. Wir sind eins, und doch getrennt. Wild, ungezähmt, zornerfüllt. Statt mir zu helfen, verstoßen meine eigenen Leute mich. Sie setzen mich auf dem Land des Ruin-Falls-Rudels aus, das mehr Monster als Wolf oder Mensch sein soll.

Escaping Hallow Wood with a wounded Thorgils, Aleksander and Jael find themselves stuck in Harstad, desperate to get the Book of Aurea back to Andala before the dragur find them again. Waiting in Hest for Eadmund, Evaine is oblivious to everyone’s worry over Morana, who is showing little sign of recovery. Jaeger is panicking, knowing that without someone to read the Book of Darkness, they are defenseless, vulnerable to an attack from Draguta, should she return.

My name's Noah Kilmartin. I'm from Ruddock, Ohio, and I'm getting pretty dang qualified to save the universe from the slavering demonic hordes of the super evil b---h Queen Lilith. All I've got to do is survive the penultimate sphere before Malkuth. One last hellscape that will test my companions and I, seek to turn us against each other, and shatter the certainties that bind us together. I know our love is true. I know our bonds will hold. That nothing Lilith can throw against us will prevail. I have to believe it. Because the alternative is too horrifying to contemplate....

Valeria is a dreamer. Rífíor is a damaged male. And, through no fault of her own, she finds herself entangled in the throes of his hunger for retribution. But for him, there will be no distraction, even if she becomes a momentary detour, even if he breaks her heart. What he fails to anticipate is Valeria's fiery spirit and the countless ways she will make him pay for stealing her innocence—not to mention the tempest of strength he'll find impossible to bend to his will.

Getting answers and opening the veil becomes a race against time, with the fate of the fae hanging in the balance. Can Valeria and Rífíor overcome the lies and betrayals and save the fae from Amira's misguided anger? Or will their unbridled passion become everyone's doom?

A fourth anthology from the editors of Ruby Slippers, Golden Tears presents contemporary retellings of traditional fairy tales in Gregory Frost's "Sparks", "The Dog Rose" by Sten Westgard, and other works by Jane Yolen, Joyce Carol Oates, Nancy Kress, and John Crowley.

Ihr habt meine Flügel gebrochen. Aber ihr werdet niemals mich brechen … Ich musste fliehen. Es war die einzige Möglichkeit zu überleben. Doch von einem gefährlichen Ort zu flüchten, bedeutet nicht, dass man eine Zuflucht findet. Manchmal landet man nur an einem noch gefährlicheren Ort. Wie Annwyn. Das Reich der Fae. Ein Land voller Magie und Wunder, wo doch an jeder Ecke der Tod lauert. Denn meine goldene Haut macht mich hier zu einem Symbol der Rebellion, zu einer Gefahr für den grausamen König der Fae.

The mark should have killed me. Instead, it made me a target. My magic has always caused problems. They call it death’s kiss. The witches avoid me. The fae despise me. Mages plot behind my back. Demons think we’re kindred. And the local pack? They can’t decide whether I’m a threat to contain or a problem to eliminate.

Schweigen ist Gold. Doch ich werde nicht länger still sein … Midas. Herrscher des sechsten Königreichs. Man nennt ihn den goldenen König. Ich habe mich viel zu lange von seiner glänzenden Fassade täuschen lassen, habe mich belügen, manipulieren und ausnutzen lassen. Doch das ist jetzt vorbei. Weder er noch irgendjemand sonst wird mich noch einmal einsperren. Dank eines verführerischen Fae-Kriegers habe ich meine Stärke gefunden, und dadurch ändert sich alles. Bisher war ich im Kampf der Könige um Macht und Einfluss nur eine goldene Spielfigur.

Auch ein goldener Käfig ist immer noch ein Käfig... Gold. Goldene Böden, goldene Wände, goldene Möbel, goldene Kleider. Im Schloss von Hohenläuten ist alles aus Gold. Selbst ich. Ich bin das lebende Symbol der Macht von König Midas. Die Macht, alles in Gold zu verwandeln, was er berührt. Für Außenstehende bin ich nur seine goldene Hure, aber für Midas bin ich mehr. Ich war schon bei ihm, bevor er König wurde. Ich war bei ihm, als wir nur einander hatten. Er hat mir damals versprochen, dass er für meine Sicherheit sorgen würde. Und das hat er getan.

Gold kann blenden, Lügen können binden... Ich bin meinem goldenen Käfig entkommen. Nach zehn Jahren hinter den Mauern von König Midas’ Schloss konnte ich endlich die Freiheit kosten – nur um direkt wieder in Gefangenschaft zu geraten. Nun befinde ich mich in den Fängen eines feindlichen Königs, bin allein inmitten seiner Armee. Diese Armee wird angeführt von einem Mann, der für seine Grausamkeit und seine tödliche Effizienz auf dem Schlachtfeld bekannt ist. Und das ist noch nicht einmal das Schlimmste. Denn Kommandant Riss ist nicht einfach nur ein Mann.