Ergebnis für "Faust 1" in Fantasy

Las Vegas, Stadt der Sünde – und der Dämonen, wie Daniel Faust, Gangster und Magier, nur allzu gut weiß. Als er angeheuert wird, um Rache an den Mördern einer jungen Frau zu nehmen, gerät Daniel ins Netz einer Intrige, in deren Zentrum niemand geringeres als der Prinz der Hölle steht. Jemand, der Faust heißt, sollte eigentlich wissen, was passiert, wenn man sich mit Dämonen einlässt. Doch Caitlin, die rechte Hand des Höllenfürsten, ist klug und verführerisch – und so lässt er sich breitschlagen, einem uralten Artefakt nachzuspüren, für das jeder magisch Begabte in Las Vegas über Leichen gehen würde.

Nobody knows the seedy underbelly of Las Vegas like Daniel Faust, a sorcerer for hire and ex-gangster who uses black magic and bullets to solve his clients' problems. When an old man comes seeking vengeance for his murdered granddaughter, what looks like a simple job quickly spirals out of control. Soon Daniel stands in the crossfire between a murderous porn director; a corrupt cop with a quick trigger finger; and his own former employer, a racket boss who isn't entirely human.

Eric is the Discworld's only demonology hacker. Pity he's not very good at it. All he wants is his three wishes granted. Nothing fancy—to be immortal, rule the world, have the most beautiful woman in the world fall madly in love with him, the usual stuff. But instead of a tractable demon, he calls up Rincewind, probably the most incompetent wizard in the universe, and the extremely intractable and hostile form of travel accessory known as the Luggage.

Kautionseintreiber. Veteran. Überlebenskünstler. Dennoch wird es für Hal Mason kein Kinderspiel sein, die System-Apokalypse zu überleben. Während in Pittsburgh die Gesellschaft zusammenbricht und die mutierte Tierwelt durch die Stadt wütet, sind die Überlebenden bereit, jede Opfergabe darzubieten, um sich den nächsten Level zu verdienen. Im Angesicht der fallenden Toten und der zerbrechenden Zivilisation fragt sich Hal, welchen Preis seine Menschlichkeit hat. Sind die Credits das Blut wert, welches seine Hände immer mehr befleckt?

Alex is dead. Dead, and apparently with a one-way ticket to a place that only the worst of the worst go. All for a simple choice he made about a product his company owned. Damned for all time. Luckily for him, he's about to be given a chance. Another choice to make. He can return to the land of the living, though his soul would belong to another. Except the world he's being sent to isn't the same one he came from. It's not even a similar period in time, but from something long past in history. The dark ages.

It’s the fifteenth century and only heretics are curious about the universe. Germany, 1494. Born under a rare alignment of the stars, Johann Georg Gerlach, "the lucky one" to his mother - is fated for greatness. But Johann’s studies and wonder at the sky have made him suspect. Especially in wake of the child disappearances that have left the God-fearing locals trembling and his one true love trapped in terrified catatonia. Her only words: "I have seen the devil..."

Alex has taken firm control over his county as the count of Brit. By and large, everything has settled into a fairly normal pattern for him, his Numbered, and his wife. The problem of course is there's still an ongoing war between two duchies, and Regina Tanulf, Alex's liege and lord, has plans for him. Plans that he wants no part of. Except that he doesn't really have a choice in the matter. Everything begins to spin back out of control as a messenger from the Wild Lands arrives with a plea for help.

Town marshal Elias Faust thinks that he can make any problem go away if he throws enough lead at it. The living’s easy for a lawman. Bloody, but easy - that is, until Magnate Gregdon arrives with his undead syndicate to tear the town of Blackpeak, Texas apart. When a shootout with a pair of outlaws goes sideways, Elias Faust accidentally draws the Magnate’s attention. As if dealing with arcane sorcery, reanimated corpses, and the Magnate’s personal vendetta aren’t enough, Faust finds himself at the center of a power-struggle for Blackpeak’s eldritch secrets.

Placed by the hands of a god into the womb of Dragoloth's royal family, Pharun has struggled all his life to prove that he is worthy to inherit the throne. But now the throne sits empty, with more than one candidate vying for its seat. Violence erupts, and corruption is unearthed as a game of gods and thrones threatens to make the greatest empire in the world crumble. All Pharun ever wanted was to prove he was a worthy son. Now he has to prove himself a worthy king.

The Burke Siblings are damn good at what they do. And what they do? Well that isn’t any good at all. As wet work operators for the Order of Magic, the Burkes pay a high price to use their magic. For years, they threw themselves into the Order’s dirty work, cleaning up messes that the Nine liked to pretend didn’t exist. But all that has changed. Someone in Black Ops has decided that the Burke siblings are a liability. And when the Order’s most accomplished killer comes after them, it doesn’t take an elementalist to figure out they’ve been burned.

The war with Gaelis has gone poorly for Alex's foes and well for his allies. He's enriched himself, empowered his county with that coin, and built his county ever higher. The war swings in favor of his Duchess. Yet the war still goes on. The end doesn't seem to be near, nor does Alex feel as if it is as simple as he'd once thought it. Because spring is here. Roads will be opening. Passes will be traversable. Making it possible for armies to march. Which means it's time for Alex to get back to work. Because more than ever, he has a lot to lose, including his newborn children.