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Twenty-year-old Violet Sorrengail was supposed to enter the Scribe Quadrant, living a quiet life among books and history. Now, the commanding general—also known as her tough-as-talons mother—has ordered Violet to join the hundreds of candidates striving to become the elite of Navarre: dragon riders. But when you’re smaller than everyone else and your body is brittle, death is only a heartbeat away...because dragons don’t bond to “fragile” humans. They incinerate them. With fewer dragons willing to bond than cadets, most would kill Violet to better their own chances of success.

I'm Medra Pendragon—last of the dragon riders, or so they tell me. Funny thing is, there are no dragons left. Not a single one. But somehow, that hasn't stopped the vampires from deciding I'm worth capturing. Now, I'm stuck at Bloodwing Academy, where the highbloods run everything, and blightborn like me? We're just blood in their veins, pawns in their games.

The adopted human daughter of the Nightborn vampire king, Oraya carved her place in a world designed to kill her. Her only chance to become something more than prey is entering the Kejari: a legendary tournament held by the goddess of death herself. But winning won’t be easy amongst the most vicious warriors from all three vampire houses. To survive, Oraya is forced to make an alliance with a mysterious rival.

Until an oracle predicted my regal future, I'd never imagined myself rising above the curve of my round ears. After all, I was the magicless halfling loved by beasts but loathed by every pure-blooded faerie at court. Well . . . by all but one. Dante Regio, prince of Luce, had owned my heart since he gave me my first kiss. If gathering a slew of iron relics could help me overthrow the current monarch and crown his brother to rule at my side, then treasure hunting I'd go. If only the oracle had warned me what winged demon I was releasing into the world.

Feyre has returned to the Spring Court, determined to gather information on Tamlin’s actions and learn what she can about the invading king threatening to bring her land to its knees. But to do so she must play a deadly game of deceit. One slip could bring doom not only for Feyre, but for everything—and everyone—she holds dear.

Feyre has returned to the Spring Court, determined to gather information on Tamlin's actions and learn what she can about the invading king threatening to bring her land to its knees. But to do so she must play a deadly game of deceit. One slip could bring doom not only for Feyre, but for everything-and everyone-she holds dear.

Until an oracle predicted my regal future, I'd never imagined myself rising above the curve of my round ears. After all, I was the magicless halfling loved by beasts but loathed by every pure-blooded faerie at court. Well...by all but one.

Violets Traum, Gelehrte am renommierten Basgiath War College zu werden, zerplatzt jäh, als sie als Tochter der Kommandantin am Auswahlverfahren der Drachenreiterakademie teilnehmen muss. 100 Drachen sind auf der Suche nach neuen Reitern, 300 Bewerber stehen bereit. Das erste Lehrjahr wird nicht einmal die Hälfte von ihnen überleben. Violet wird dem Geschwader des mysteriösen Xaden zugeteilt, Sohn eines hingerichteten Staatsfeindes. Und doch – zwischen Xaden und Violet entwickeln sich zunächst widerwilliger Respekt und schließlich eine ungewollte Partnerschaft.

Medra Pendragon, die letzte Drachenreiterin ihrer Welt, wird an die Bloodwing Academy verschleppt – eine Schule, in der mächtige Vampire regieren und Seuchengeborene wie sie nur Schachfiguren sind. Doch das düstere Schloss birgt noch düsterere Geheimnisse und auch Medra trägt ein gefährliches Erbe in sich, das sie zur Zielscheibe werden lässt. Und dann ist da noch Blake Drakharrow, ein ebenso arroganter wie gutaussehender Vampir. Zwischen tödlichen Wettkämpfen, Verrat und Liebe muss Medra entscheiden, wer sie sein will. Opfer oder Kämpferin.

Before Arya was Chosen, she knew nothing of what lay waiting in the eternal night—certainly not alluring yet arrogant winged Watchers, a cursed queen, nor the possibility that she could be more than a runner, carrying messages through the vampyre-infested wastelands of Valdihr. But the biggest surprise waiting in the dark is the brazen Watcher who sparks her heart and calls her a Huntress.

Wem kannst du vertrauen, wenn der größte Verräter dein eigenes Herz ist? Violet muss entscheiden, ob sie ans tödliche Basgiath War College zurückkehren will... und inwieweit sie Xaden vertrauen kann. Während des ersten Jahres am Basgiath War College haben alle geglaubt, Violet Sorrengail würde sterben – Violet eingeschlossen. Doch sie hat überlebt. Jetzt, da das richtige Training beginnt, muss sich Violet fragen, wie sie das überstehen soll.

Instant New York Times Bestseller! From the bestselling author of the Kingdom of Lies series comes a slow-burn romantasy set in a Roman-inspired world ruled by merciless vampires. Filled with breathtaking combat, vengeful gods, and magical creatures, We Who Will Die is the epic first installment...

Thysandra's world is falling apart. Rebels have overthrown the fae empire she's served for centuries. Worse, she's the one who caused the defeat—tricked into treason by her longtime nemesis and romantic obsession, Naxi, who then promptly abandoned her again, like the empathy-lacking demon she is. Execution by rebels would be a relief at this point. Instead, the bastards name her High Lady of the very court she just betrayed. Punishment or reward, Thys isn't quite sure.

First, she was the outcast captain of the fae army. Then, a rebel prisoner. Now, the heir of the realm will come to take her rightful place on the throne—by blade, blood, and flame. Lia, Jace, and the rest of the Velyran rebels have thwarted the attack on Ellecaster, but with Kellan still on the run, they are forced to move their army into the safety of Alaia—the hidden sanctuary beyond the mountains. To end the century-long war and the evil queen whose power and iron fist grow each day, Lia will need to do more than just keep her wits about her.

Rune Dragomir is a valkyrie who, after centuries of service to Odin, has grown weary of her duties in the most prestigious sect of the House of Wings. Each night, when she is expected to be gathering the souls of fallen warriors, she sneaks away to the quaint village of Stormheim. It's there she watches the object of her deep, yet confusing fascination: Kari Kettlesdotter.

Stuck in prison, pirate Wolayna Milevishja is waiting to be dealt her punishment—one worse than death, her captors promised when they closed the door of her cell over nine months ago. Now that punishment has come to collect her. Wolayna is taken to the mystical fairylands as this year’s bride for the Crow King, and that, even the humans in this world know, means there is no hope.

Aileana and Xander have accepted the truth about their mating bond. Now, they're working together to free Aileana from the blood magic binding her. Only then can they continue Xander's century-long search for the map.

When I planned my escape from Alfemir's cruelty and tight grip on the angels who live there, I never dared to think about returning. But that version of me is dead. My father and the other Archangels have no idea who, or what, I have become in my time away, and if they want to drag me back screaming, they have another thing coming. When scouts find the Rebellion camp and blood stains the ground of our new home, we are left with no choice but to create a plan. A plan to extinguish Alfemir and all they stand for.

Fino a quando un oracolo non mi ha predetto il futuro, non avrei mai immaginato di potermi distaccare dalla mia reputazione. Dopotutto, sono una mezzosangue priva di magia, amata dalle bestie ma detestata da ogni Fae purosangue. Beh, tutti tranne uno. Dante Regio, principe di Luce, possiede il mio cuore da quando mi ha rubato il primo bacio. Per aiutarlo a destituire Marco Regio, l’attuale sovrano, e salire al trono con me al suo fianco, devo ritrovare cinque corvi di ferro e restituirgli la libertà. Se solo l’oracolo mi avesse avvertita del demone che avrei liberato.

After finding my apartment ransacked for the third time, I'm done being stalked. I'm just some nameless orphan who's only trying to survive in this broken city. I shouldn't matter. I shouldn't be a target. I shouldn't have to live on the run. But here I am, trying to find a hideout when living beyond the city without a permit is punishable by death. I'm desperate. But I'm scrappy too, and soon I'm surviving off the land with only the rodents for company. Everything's fine. Until he shows up.