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River Waterborn is the daughter of a Representative. She was born to immense privilege and is cursed with immeasurable power. For the past eight years, she's been trying to atone for the Incident. No matter how many lives she saves or patients she heals, she'll never truly be able to escape the weight of her magic. One night, she loses two patients, and her control breaks. She runs from the hospital to seek the help of the only man she trusts: Nikhail Galebringer.

Tessalyn Ausra’s fate has always been out of her hands. Still bonded to the Heir of Endings, she now finds herself with more control than ever before. Everyone wants something from her, and she has to choose a side. But in a realm full of villains, she trusts no one, and she has secrets of her own to keep.

Die sehnsüchtig erwartete Fortsetzung von Fourth Wing und Iron Flame. Bist du bereit, der Dunkelheit zu trotzen? Nach fast achtzehn Monaten am Basgiath War College weiß Violet, dass die Zeit für theoretische Übungen vorbei ist. Die Zeit für Unsicherheit ist vorbei. Denn der Krieg hat begonnen und mit Feinden sowohl innerhalb als auch außerhalb der Mauern ist es schwer, zu wissen, wem man vertrauen kann. Violet muss jenseits des Schutzzaubers in unbekannten Ländern nach Verbündeten suchen.

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.

Odessa Ashwater knows there's a fine line between love and hate. Loving a siren inevitably leads to death or insanity. Nevertheless, after Dessa rescued Crown Prince Kastian of Hydratta from drowning, she was convinced they were destined for each other. Now, a century later, she's sure the only thing they're fated for is to destroy each other.

As an empire dies, three warriors will rise. They will have to ride the storm or drown in its blood. "An exciting new author in fantasy." --Mark Lawrence, author of Red Sister Seventeen years after rebels stormed the streets, factions divide Kisia. Only the firm hand of the god-emperor holds the...

Dark and powerful forces threaten the world of Garn once more in this second novel in legendary New York Times bestselling author Raymond E. Feist’s epic fantasy series, the Firemane Saga. Hatushaly and his young wife Hava have arrived in the prosperous trading town of Beran’s Hill to...

An ancient menace that was widely believed to have died in 1912 has now reappeared with a vengeance. Zoa Promaji, a demonic horde of nearly six-hundred entities, had long been credited for some of the worst calamities to strike mankind during the past two-thousand years. Instigating disasters ranging from weather and seismic events to plagues responsible for the eventual deaths of millions of people mercifully came to an end when the demons guided an iceberg field into the path of the RMS Titanic.

I can spin gold, I lie. With my life at stake, I have no other choice. I get one chance to turn my lie into truth, and I'm shocked when I succeed. But now the cruel human king demands I become his wifepassing between his bed and being locked away in a tower, spinning gold until my last breath. My only way out is to summon him. A brutal Fae prince. The deal we strike is sickening, but it's the only way I'll live after I'm caught escaping. My new captor drags me back to his realm.

War on the mainland is draining Reykjavík. For some, the remote islands off Hrímland's coast are their only hope of survival. Elka, a recovering addict, has fled there with her son Sölvi. In their village they find a new life—all thanks to the Deep, a peculiar power their neighbours praise for the booming fishing industry. Everything seems perfect, but Sölvi does not trust the people who take his mother in.

With the Summit on barely unified tenterhooks and hellkin bubbling into Earth with no sun to stop them, Ayala Storme has her hard-won family, an uncertain new love, and a team of allies - half of who have betrayed her in the past. When the cities of North America begin to fall to demon hordes, Ayala has to fight her way back into Nashville in a desperate hope to save her city.

His beautiful commander—his only way back, and the only person who has any faith in him—has caught the eye of a freakish crime lord backed by a shadowy cult. Tristan has his own magic, but to save them both, he'll need to confront his doubts and bind willing women brandishing destructive fallen powers. If Tristan succeeds, will he even want to return? It's a question as unsettling as his enemy, and one he can only answer after defeating the rising tide of foes.

Stripped of her Silver Scale, made a pariah by the Summit, and with a price tag the size of Kentucky on her head, Ayala is on her own. Gregor Gaskin is still missing, and when Ayala discovers he’s far outside the Mediator territory line, she'll have to unravel one of the Summit's most closely kept secrets to track him. Finding Gregor will take her far from home, but catching him might hit her right where she lives - and Gregor’s plans may just release hell on Earth before she can stop him.

Haitian-American Vodou priestess Mambo Reina Dumond runs a healing practice from her New Orleans home. Gifted with water magic since she was a child, Reina is devoted to the benevolent traditions of her ancestors. After a ritual slaying in the French Quarter, police arrest a fellow vodouisant. Detective Roman Frost, Reina’s ex-boyfriend - a fierce nonbeliever - is eager to tie the crime, and half a dozen others, to the Vodou practitioners of New Orleans. Reina resolves to find the real killer and defend the Vodou practice and customs.

Mediator Ayala Storme kills demons by night and handles PR by day. She avoids Mediator luncheons and a fellow Mediator who’s been trying to get in her pants for years. She does her job. She keeps her sword clean and her body count high. But when a rash of disappearances leads her to discover that Nashville’s hellkin are spawning a new race of monster on human hosts, Ayala will be the first line of defense against these day-walking killers. That is until one of them saves her life.

As Adelko embarks on his training for journeyman at the Argolian Order's headquarters in Rima, Horskram and his superiors try to work out who is bent on reuniting the Headstone and plunging the Known World into war. Their revelations will take them back on the road again, this time to the exotic Pilgrim Kingdoms, where Urovian crusader lords live in uneasy peace with the native Sassanians.

After months of training a budding army of human/demon hybrids, Ayala and Carrick have worked out most of their differences. Who gets to use the bathroom first in the morning. Who'll feed the bunny before they go out to make mayhem. Who gets to keep the jeeling claw they found in Forest Hills. You know, the important stuff.

Veos has quickly proved to be far more capable than your average Dungeon Core. In the eyes of his challengers, at least. He's instinctive and motivated, with a drive to craft an intricate story and create obstacles for all those who seek to explore what lies beneath Nerian-Silex. Though Veos is certainly an unusual dungeon, what truly sets him apart is unknown to most—even himself. But now he's stumbled upon intel about the realm's dark history that, if tampered with, could reawaken a horrific enemy.

The ancient kingdom of Alcedon, the sun-blessed realm that has known only peace for generations, now beset by bloody rebellion sparked by the emergence of an ancient evil ... Into this troubled land comes Guyime, legendary ravager king of the North made immortal by the demonic sword he carries. Leading his band of sword bearers, Guyime must prevent the arch-demon Kalthraxis claiming the Warlord’s Tulwar, the last of the seven demon-cursed blades.

Каково это: сначала быть изгоем, а затем стать самой популярной адепткой академии? Оказалось, непросто. Учеба требует внимания, сила растет с каждым днем, темный бог жаждет мести, а бог грозы все еще не жаждет раскрыть тайны прошлого моей души.