Showing results for "The Veil" in Dark Fantasy

For nearly four-hundred years, the Veil has protected us from the Fae of Alfheimr. In their absence, our lives have shifted from decadence and sin to survival and virtue under the guidance of the New Gods. I’ve spent my entire life tending to the gardens next to the boundary between our worlds, drawn to the shimmering magic like a moth to the flame. All of that changes the day the Veil shatters, unleashing the fae upon our world once again.

Magic has been outlawed for almost a century, and anyone caught wielding it or bearing its mark is executed. Which is why I know every day could be my last. I'm marked for death. My skin bears the branding of the moon. I just thank the stars that it's not somewhere visible. For one night, I willingly put myself in danger, picking a stranger to lose myself in before I begin my life of servitude to the crown as a member of the King's Guard. But the man I thought was a stranger turns out to be the Blade of the King, Thorn, my new boss.

When the Veil spits me back out, no one is more shocked than me that I survived, but I'm not the same person anymore. Not even close. I'm also no longer in the Kingdom of Eaorin. Somehow, I've ended up in the mystical fae realm of Illeoria, and I quickly discover that everything I thought I knew about the fae is horribly wrong. As I try to figure out how I got here and what I'm supposed to do now, my enemy is by my side every step of the way. Tormenting me. Tempting me. If he doesn't kill me, the fae realm just might.

We were torn from life before our time, a Savage King, his queen, a betrayed son, a wronged brother, a scorned wife and so many more. We watch those we left behind as they struggle against the grip of the stars, the answers to so many of their questions within our grasp and yet out of their reach.

The war that is tearing apart the ancient Empire of Saramyr is reaching its apocalyptic conclusion. The Weavers have stepped from the shadows and taken control, the capital is a demon-haunted nightmare, the land ridden by pestilence. New, terrifying demons, immune to all but magic, have been unleashed on the cities and armies of the resistance movement. And the Aberrant hordes are seemingly without end.

Two halves, one soul… Can Seven find it within her battered heart and fractured soul to trust in love once more? After working her life as a servant in her abusive mother’s cathouse, Seven Ponds dares to dream of a future with the local farmer who stole her heart. But when her home is engulfed in flames, and the fire claims the life of her first love, she struggles against the grief consuming her. When a strange mechanical device in the sky and terrifying shadow creatures appear, her town is thrust into an unnatural winter signaling the end of the world.

Fresh from the battlefields of Erania, Marne rides south with Edan, headed for the city of Beltania. Among the Mimetidae guards accompanying them is Asher, who's been a thorn in her side since the day they met. He's rude and abrasive . . . yet he was the first to volunteer as escort. Marne dreams of a fresh start where no one knows who—or what—she is. But first, they must cross the veil. Rumor has it spirits haunt that grim stretch of road, and unwary travelers who enter are never heard from again.

All should be well in in the realms of the fae, but instead, bloodshed has already begun. Deimos, high king of the Afterworld, has stepped out of his realm for the first time to offer Delphine a deal that will seal the future of faerie forever: betray her own kind and end the bloodshed...or watch faerie drown in war.

Avarath was lucky that the final king of faerie turned a blind eye to the first war, but Avarath's luck has run out. One by one, the princes of Avarath fall to the glamour, to duty, to fate-until even a king crumbles, too. By the time that war is truly upon them, Delphine has finally come to understand what it is to now be fae, too. If only she'd been cursed, instead. That would have been simpler. Then, at least, the whole of fate wouldn't rest on her shoulders, and hers alone.

»Er glaubt, ich wäre seine Rettung. Aber ich werde sein Untergang sein.« In dem von Dämonen bedrohten Königreich Lethia hält sich Gestaltwandlerin Scarlett mit Diebstählen über Wasser. Als sie bei einem Einbruch in die königlichen Gemächer erwischt wird, scheint ihr Schicksal besiegelt. Doch ausgerechnet in jener Nacht wird die Verlobte des Königs ermordet, und statt Scarlett hinrichten zu lassen, bietet König Ren ihr einen Deal an: Sie darf leben, wenn sie mithilfe ihrer Magie in die Rolle seiner künftigen Ehefrau schlüpft.

Evil is coming. A dark malevolence the likes of which this world has never seen, and it comes straight from the depths of Hell. Darkness meant to destroy. A prophecy I am fated to fulfill but will most likely not survive. Through it all, Carrick Byrne has stood strong by my side. Something has deeply changed between me and the man I once despised, and all it took was a kiss of provocation for both of us to feel it. I know deep in my soul we're being guided by destiny, but I don't know if I can trust it.

With every piece that falls into place for the queen of the Underworld, Kymaris gains strength and power that will make it more difficult to defeat her when the time comes. It feels as if we're in a desperate race to get just one step ahead of her, but my demise feels closer than it ever has before with still so much to do. The first order of business is to unlock the angelic powers with which I was gifted at birth, and Carrick insists on getting help from my archnemesis to do so. Yes, I have to save the world, but my priority has now become rescuing my sister from the Underworld.

Kymaris has everything she needs to bring down the veil between Earth and the Underworld. If she's successful in completing the ritual, Earth will be darkened by evil. Demons will swarm our lands and the human race will be decimated. It's up to me to stop her. My fate is to thwart the prophecy, but I'm not sure what to do. While I may have some gifts, I am still merely a human facing the queen of the Dark Fae who holds unimaginable power.

Wenn dich alle, die du liebst, verraten ... Wem kannst du dann noch trauen? Enemies to lovers to enemies ... to lovers? Das zerrissene Herz ist das epische Finale der Empire of Sins and Souls-Trilogie, in der die Heldin sich ein letztes Mal entscheiden muss – zwischen Graf und Prinz, zwischen sich selbst und Xanthia. Als Zoé Durand ihre Augen öffnet, ist da nur ein einziges Gefühl, das verheerend durch ihre Venen rauscht: Hass. Nach Kaspars Verrat musste sie eine Xathyr werden, um nicht im ewigen Höllenfeuer zu enden, nun schwört sie Rache.

"За пеленой тумана" - фантастический роман Луки Каримовой, вторая книга цикла "Корпсгрэйв", жанр темное фэнтези, фантастический детектив.

Der Nachtzirkus meets The Greatest Showman. J. R. Dawsons funkelndes Debüt um einen magischen Zirkus verzaubert die Hörer:innen weltweit. Wenige Jahre nach dem Ersten Weltkrieg zieht eine Truppe von Zirkusartisten durch den Mittleren Westen der USA. Ihre Manege ist nicht groß, doch ihre Talente sind mehr als außergewöhnlich: Odette, eine Trapezkünstlerin, kann Krankheiten und Verletzungen heilen. Mauve sagt die Zukunft voraus. Und Rin vermag durch die Zeit zu reisen. Zu dritt versuchen sie mit dem Zirkus, anderen übernatürlich Begabten ein Zuhause zu bieten, Sicherheit und eine Familie.

Ein dunkler Prinz und ein unwiderstehlicher Graf, doch nur einer sagt die Wahrheit. Das gestohlene Herz ist der zweite Band der Empire of Sins and Souls-Trilogie, eine spicy Enemies-to-Lovers-Romantasy in einer viktorianischen Welt. Mit emotional scars, zwei broken heroes und einer Protagonistin, die nicht weiß, für wen von beiden ihr totes Herz schlägt.

Wenn dein Tod erst der Anfang ist und im Vorhof zur Hölle die Liebe lauert. Das verratene Herz ist der Auftakt der Pageturner-Trilogie Empire of Sins and Souls von Bestseller-Autorin Beril Kehribar: Dark Romantasy mit einem morally gray cast und einer Heldin, für die der Tod nicht das Ende ist. Zoé Durand ist eine Sünderin. Eine Lügnerin, eine Prostituierte und eine berüchtigte Diebin. Nach einer schicksalhaften Nacht muss sie sich einen weiteren Titel auf ihre Liste schreiben: Mörderin. Kein Wunder, dass sie sich nach ihrer Hinrichtung in Xanthia wiederfindet, der letzten Station vor den Toren der Hölle.