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Behind every myth there is a spark of truth.... There's nothing special about Ben Garston. Or so he'd have you believe. He won't tell you, for instance, that he's also known as Red Ben. Or that the world of myth and legend is more real than you think. Because it's his job to keep all that a secret. But now a centuries-old rivalry has resurfaced, and the delicate balance between his world and ours is about to be shattered.

Life isn't treating Ben Garston very well. He's lost everything he once held dear, including the love of his life. Still, he did at least escape being dragged into hell by a malevolent spirit bent on total destruction. So there is that. Now Ben just wants to drink and forget, and drink some more. But he can't. Not yet. Because someone is stirring up trouble. Someone who wants to unravel the powerful magic that was spun all those centuries ago and watch the realm of mythology come crashing into the modern world.

It always seems to be, lately. Blood. Mayhem. Destruction. It just follows me. The people after me - they’re relentless. They’ve hunted me from the moment I stepped into this new power. They say it’s not mine. That it belongs to the dragon Bosses. Hell, maybe even to the gods themselves. Well, anyone who wants my magic can fight me for it. I’m a diamond dragon, and the only one of my kind. Though I’ve been able to keep that a secret while my dragon and I get to know each other, we can’t hide the truth much longer.

I never wanted to rule. I never wanted to have men follow me. Die for me. But now, they do it anyway. The power in me is growing. If I’m not careful, it will consume me. It will consume everything. And the gods want it back. They come to me in a vision. Through the smoke and the screams of dying men, they give me a choice. Bow before them or die. My choice is easy; I defend what’s mine. It’s easier said than done, of course. I have to build an army unlike anything the Bosses have ever seen.

From a young age, my mind has been plagued with things only I could see. Never knowing if these visions were real or just hallucinations, I learned how to lock them down and ignore them. I learned to take solace in the relative anonymity of city life and find peace in the rainy days my city of Seattle is known for. But just when I think my life is getting on track and my dreams are achievable, a moment of weakness causes me to learn a hard and fast lesson. My entire existence has been a lie. Now I'm faced with a new reality that's as implausible as it is fantastical.

Autrefois puissante cité divine capable de conquérir et d'asservir les peuples établis à sa proximité, Bulikov est tombée. Ses dieux protecteurs ont été exterminés par un chef de guerre venu de Saypur. Et une mystérieuse catastrophe a eu lieu dans la foulée : le Cillement. Soixante-dix ans plus tard, Bulikov n'est plus que l'ombre d'elle-même. Restent toutefois visibles, çà et là, certains vestiges des miracles qui l'ont façonnée, notamment d'immenses escaliers brisés qui ne relient plus la terre aux cieux.

Autrefois, Sancia Grado n'était qu'une jeune voleuse dotée d'un talent rare. Puis elle a appris à utiliser ce talent et a battu les grandes maisons marchandes de Tevanne à leur propre jeu. Avec Clef et Bérénice, elle a même éliminé un hiérophante immortel – mais la guerre qu'ils mènent maintenant semble perdue d'avance. Sancia et ses alliés n'affrontent plus les élites de l'enluminure ou un hiérophante revenu d'un passé oublié ; cette fois, ils veulent détruire une entité dont l'intelligence est répartie sur la moitié du globe : un fantôme bien caché, qui utilise la magie pour posséder les objets, mais aussi contrôler les esprits humains.

Toute l'économie de l'opulente cité de Tevanne repose sur une puissante magie : l'enluminure. A l'aide de sceaux complexes, les maîtres enlumineurs donnent aux objets des pouvoirs insoupçonnés et contournent les lois de la physique.

The Elemental Accords. A tournament that Earth has been chosen to take part in whether they want to or not. As a result, the entire planet is now a giant game. With people gaining access to skills and levels. For most, this is nothing short of a nightmare. For others, it is their chance to grab everything and claim the world as their own. Aurum Lockfeather has been chosen as a champion by one of the many gods taking part in the tournament. First, he just has to survive the week with monsters of all shapes and sizes popping out from every hole in the city.

One set wants the "Chosen Warrior" on a dissecting table; others want to silence him to keep their own secrets. And his divinely tempestuous and vengeful ex-lover, the Valkyrie Kara has her own sadistic amusements in mind. Maybe his newest allies can make the difference. Maybe he can be tough enough, fast enough, and lucky enough to pull it all off. And maybe somewhere in his confused memories are the keys to getting out of this mess. Or maybe he's just nuttier than Aunt Sally's pecan pie. Good thing he's tougher than her roast beef.

Who is more dangerous, supernatural foes or enigmatic allies? That's on Magnus' mind a lot while the thousand-year-old "Chosen Warrior" deals with bikers, cartels, a Yaqui shaman, visitations, explosions, crashes, brawls, and the occasional gunshot wound. Being an Einherjar hiding out from Odin and his Valkyrie is hard enough without having to wonder who is on your side and who is just waiting with a knife for your back. To make matters worse, it's one of Odin's own immortal wolves that Magnus, a.k.a. Mouse, is sworn to rescue.

Being a bouncer at a heavy metal/goth bar sounds pretty exciting...unless you're one of Odin's Chosen Warriors hiding out from Valhalla and your past. So Magnus a.k.a. Mouse is less than thrilled when Fate drops a supernatural murder at his feet. Is there any way he can stop the killer without tripping over his own secrets? Or will the cops, the feds, or his Valkyrie find him first? And can someone explain how his pet raven is learning to speak Norse?

Aurum has a mission. Transported across the world to the great country of Merica, he must do everything in his power to get back to Uropa. Not to mention his side task: kill a land god, currently one of the most powerful creatures on the changed Earth. Can he make it back before the deadline of six months set by the gods, or will the constant challenges of being a White Knight who can't leave well enough alone cause him to be late?

Aurum, the champion of Gold, is in over his head. That is just one of the thoughts he has had over the last week since the world became a game for some bored gods. His god might have told him to win, but that won't stop him from saving as many people as he can in the process. Now he has just a week to reach the site of a battle with the champion of Copper, Harry Barker. With his arsenal of skills and allies growing by the day, he might not be in too bad of shape when he reaches the battlefield.