Showing results for "The Book of Death" in Dragons & Mythical Creatures

Ages ago, sorcerers of unmatched power sundered a world into four realms—sky, stone, fire, and water—then vanished. Over time, magicians learned to work spells only in their own realms and forgot the others. Now only the few who have survived the Labyrinth and crossed the Death Gate know of...

I was fifteen when the Death King came for us. With a mighty black dragon and the ability to command the dead, he raised an army of our fallen soldiers to fight for him—and conquered us in the night. My father, King Laurier of Scorpion Valley, couldn’t stop him. I tried to flee but came face to face with the man in black armor, the man who looked more like a god than a human. Instead of killing me, he chose to show me mercy… but it didn’t feel like mercy. Not when the next ten years of my life are spent as a slave in the Arid Sands, digging for Black Diamonds from sunrise to sunset.

There are only three rules at Ezkai Academy: Always obey your instructor. Never leave the Castle Grounds without permission. Don't ever screw your instructor. I break one before orientation even begins. Can you guess which one? When I arrive at the unforgiving fae city with the snowy mountains looming over it, I have two goals: 1. Join the legendary Order of ancient soldiers. 2. Climb the ranks and gain the power I need to avenge my family's murder. But before I can join the Order, I must survive six months of ruthless training. Failure means exile… or death.

Chaos is everywhere as the Lord of the Nexus orders his servant Haplo and the human child known as Bane to further their master's work on Arianus, the realm of air. But their one time companion Alfred has been cast into the deadly Labyrinth. And somehow the assassin Hugh the Hand has been...

All of Waterdeep now knew someone was killing the Lords of Waterdeep one by one. Yet that was about where truth ended and speculation - however plausible - began. The broadsheets were full of wild conjecture. Who was behind this? The ousted Lord Neverember? The Zhentarim, the Cult of the Dragon, or some other Outland Power? The Xanathar? Some cabal of guilds or nobles planning a coup? The rumors would rage on whether the Open Lord Laeral Silverhand did something or not.

They call me the Huntress. A myth rewritten in blood and bone. The first of my kind. A girl forged by fae fear and human hate. The last thing they expect is for me to survive. Now I train in the shadows with the father I once feared, each lesson sharpening the power inside me. The hunter's blood burns hotter, faster, clawing toward something I can't name. But my mother left behind a message only I can read—whatever it reveals, someone would kill to keep buried.

On steamy Pryan, never-ending sunlight and plentiful rain have created a jungle so vast that humans and elves dwell high in the trees and only dwarves live anywhere near the ground. From the treetops the aristocratic elves sell weapons to the other races, whose incessant warfare sends a steady...

It hasn't been easy for Jason ever since his best friend vanished, sacrificing himself to prevent Jason from being dragged into an otherworldly portal. The world didn't seem to care like it should, and just as he was getting back on his feet, bizarre monsters from other worlds began to invade, terrorizing Earth. A lesser man would have wanted to run away from it all. Jason picked up a sword and started beating the hell out of things.

In the breathtaking sequel to No.1 Sunday Times bestseller The Scorpion and the Night Blossom, the world is on the brink of destruction… The mó — beautiful, ravenous demons who drink the souls of mortals — roam free and they will not cease until all the realms fall to darkness...