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It is the autumn of 1880, and Dr. John Watson has just returned from Afghanistan. Badly injured and desperate to forget a nightmarish expedition that left him doubting his sanity, Watson is close to destitution when he meets the extraordinary Sherlock Holmes, who is investigating a series of deaths in the Shadwell district of London. Several bodies have been found, the victims appearing to have starved to death over the course of several weeks, and yet they were reported alive and well mere days before.

It should have been a case like any other: a missing princess, a king willing to pay in gold for her return. But before he realizes it, private investigator Eddie LaCrosse, a slightly shopworn sword jockey with a talent for discretion and detection, is swept up in a web of mystery and deceit involving a brutally murdered royal heir, a queen accused of an unspeakable crime, and the tragic past he thought he'd left behind.

Not every danger comes in the form of a mega-threat like a Titan. Some predators are a lot cozier...more personal. When one such creature threatens an independent tutor, Harry Dresden must shake off the blood and dirt of his most recent battles and rise to the occasion, even when it turns out that the new predator is far more dangerous and connected than first appearances would suggest.

The Winter Queen of Faerie has manipulated Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden into accepting a case to solve a murder and stop a war between the courts of Summer and Winter that could have literally earth shattering consequences. His own soul is up for grabs. Dresden must dig deep to discover that at time a willingness to accept a little help from your friends, be they a cub pack of werewolves, old loves in sheep's clothing, or a battalion of pizza loving dewdrop fairies, is a very good thing.

A couple of years ago I screwed up so badly that everybody I remotely cared about wound up dead, nearly dead, or just plain betraying me. Some days, I'm sober enough to care. My list of "things I really don't need right now" starts with a condescending octogenarian werewolf having a go at me for banging a Marchioness. As for where it ends, try the disembodied spirit of my ex-girlfriend stalking me in my dreams, a vindictive wizard-vampire from the first century on a vengeance crusade, and, oh yes, having to find the actual Holy Grail.

Marnie Baranuik is confident that her new psychic detective agency will be a great success, and she has eight million business cards to prove it. But before the paint even dries on her open for business sign, she's summoned to face the Demon King Asmodeus in His own playground, the revenant court, home of the undead nobility, to participate in a conclave of the most powerful immortals on Earth.

A magic-induced bloodbath during a Vampire Court gala leaves Alice and her boyfriend, alpha werewolf Sean Maclin, wounded. Alice and her ghost sidekick Malcolm reluctantly agree to investigate the deadly supernatural attack. When they vanish without a trace, Sean, his pack, and the Court form an uneasy alliance to locate them. Days later, Sean finds Alice on the side of the road far from home, with no memory and no magic - and no sign of Malcolm.

"Investigation, Mediation, Vindication." That's how the Yellow Pages ad starts, and if it sounds like the sort of thing a drunk teenager might come up with . . . well, you'd only be wrong about the teenager part. John Smith owns San Diego's smallest private investigation firm, but he doesn't know the first thing about mediation. Or vindication.

Five years ago, mage private investigator Alice Worth escaped her grandfather Moses Murphy's organized crime syndicate. Now, her grandfather's war with local boss Darius Bell has drawn her out of hiding and put her in the crosshairs of not one but two merciless crime lords. Her decision to intervene in their war has endangered everyone Alice cares about and threatens to destroy the life she's built for herself, including her relationship with alpha werewolf Sean Maclin.

Reeling from her losses and trying to regroup, the Great White Shark of psychic investigation turns her focus on self-improvement, though her remaining friends call it self-flagellation. Marnie is determined to move forward at maximum warp, trauma be damned. A prospective client named Beau Boudreaux shows up in her office with a peanut butter addiction and a plea for Marnie to protect him from his ex-girlfriend: Pestilence, the First Horseman of the Apocalypse. His story is hard to swallow, but heading off Armageddon seems like a spiffy distraction.

Just when Maggie thinks it's safe to relax, her life takes another turn down crazy avenue. The biggest surprise should be that Cole turned out to be a baddie, but the possibility she might sorta have something going on with Liam eclipses everything else. Might. Maggie isn't exactly comfortable trusting her instincts right now. Does she decide to handle this in a totally mature way? If "totally mature" means running away, sure.

Exiled, excommunicated, and with a bounty on his head, Athelas is lying low in Seoul for exactly one reason: he has a wedding to attend. Whether or not he's welcome is another matter. Luckily for Athelas, several bodies have turned up with their soft insides gnawed out, whether by magic or Behindkind—and the latest of those bodies is at the very wedding hall he has been staking out. The Behindkind investigators suspect one of Athelas's housemates: YeoWoo, a gumiho with a thirst for revenge and an even greater appetite for soft underbelly than Athelas.

Mage private investigator Alice Worth has plenty to celebrate this holiday season. She and alpha werewolf Sean Maclin have settled into their new home just in time for Christmas. Her relationship with her father has improved and she's welcomed a new business partner. When she's not busy helping keep their pack in line, she's even playing matchmaker. Unfortunately, she also has reasons to worry. Sean's security company faces an uncertain future, rival packs are determined to destroy their newfound happiness, and a mysterious enemy hired a PI to dig up secrets from Alice's troubled past.

Mein Name ist Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden. Als Magier habe ich natürlich einen ganz anderen Zugang zur übernatürlichen Gesellschaft als gewöhnliche Menschen. Und ich hatte immer vor, meine Freundin von alldem fernzuhalten. Allerdings ist Susan Reporterin und kann ganz schön stur sein, wenn es um eine Story geht. Und ein großes Fest am Roten Hof der Vampire ist eindeutig eine umwerfende Story. Die Idee, sich eine Einladung zu besorgen, war natürlich ebenso hirnrissig wie lebensgefährlich. Denn für Vampire sind Menschen nie etwas anderes als Nahrung.

In addition to being San Diego's supernatural mediator, John Smith is the city's least successful private investigator. Those two careers collide when what was supposed to be a simple infidelity case draws the attention of the local werewolf pack. John soon finds himself pressed into service mediating a separation between the pack's married leaders. Even under normal circumstances, divorce is hell. But when werewolves are involved? It's murder.

Dieser bizarre Doppelmord wurde eindeutig mit Magie durchgeführt! Der Auftakt der erfolgreichsten Urban-Fantasy-Serie der Welt! Mein Name ist Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden. Nutzen Sie meinen Namen auf eigenes Risiko für Beschwörungen. Erst wenn Ihnen wirklich sonst niemand helfen kann, rufen Sie mich an. Das tat auch Lieutenant Karrin Murphy von der Chicagoer Polizei, als sie vor den Opfern eines bizarren Doppelmords stand. Die Tat war eindeutig durch etwas Übernatürliches verübt worden.

Manchmal werden bestialische Morde von echten Ungeheuern verübt. Der zweite dunkle Fall des Harry Dresden. Mein Name ist Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden, und ich bin ein Magier. Tatsächlich bin ich der einzige offen praktizierende Magier Chicagos. Ich trete nicht auf Kindergeburtstagen oder Firmenfeiern auf. Aber wenn die Polizei mal nicht weiter weiß, dann stehe ich ihr zur Verfügung. Der brutale Mord, zu dem mich Lieutenant Murphy in diesem Fall rief, war schon schlimm genug.

Mord an einem Filmset – kein Wunder: die Hauptdarsteller sind Vampire! Der sechste dunkle Fall für Harry Dresden. Mein Name ist Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden, und ich bin der einzige öffentlich praktizierende Magier Chicagos. So kam es auch, dass ich den Filmproduzenten Arturo Genosa beschützen sollte. Der Mann war davon überzeugt, dass irgendjemand es mit einem magischen Fluch auf ihn abgesehen hatte – und er hatte recht! Das konnte doch nur etwas mit den Vampiren zu tun haben, die an seinem Filmset auftauchten.

Mein Name ist Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden, und die vielleicht schrecklichsten Gegner, denen ich je entgegentreten musste, sind die Denarier. Und es gibt dreißig von ihnen! Einen für jeden silbernen Denar, den Judas für den Verrat an Jesus erhalten hat. Zum Glück retteten mich drei leibhaftige Kreuzritter. Sie verlangten, dass ich mich aus ihrem Kampf heraushielt, denn es war prophezeit, dass ich sonst sterben würde. Doch sie kannten nicht die ganze Vorhersagung! Ohne mich würden die drei Ritter sterben, und Chicago würde vernichtet werden.

Mein Name ist Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden, und ich bin ein Magier. Doch auch mit meinen außergewöhnlichen Fähigkeiten war ich nicht im Geringsten darauf vorbereitet, was mich am Hof der Sidhe erwartete. Der Sommerritter war tot, und ich sollte den Mörder finden. Aber versuchen Sie mal, klare Antworten von Wesen zu bekommen, die dafür berühmt sind, in Rätseln zu sprechen. Zudem waren auch die jüngsten von ihnen mir im Spinnen von Intrigen Jahrhunderte voraus. Doch ich durfte nicht versagen.