Ergebnis für "Mason" in Action & Abenteuer

When building inspector Eric Vance dies in a workplace accident eighty stories above Chicago — killed by a pigeon, a frayed cable, and forty dollars' worth of budget cuts — he doesn't get the afterlife. He gets a job assignment.

Now that Lutz has managed to access the Mana Network, he's gained quite a few perks, including a pure increase in his battle power. But more importantly, he gained the knowledge he needed to find a path to victory in the war against Chaos. However, even if he knows how to win, that doesn't mean the path will be an easy one. Among his top priorities is dealing with the other three heroes, who still divide their time between fighting on the front lines and causing problems in the capital city of Roshar.

Everyone with the gift is going to the academy. Not me. I'll master magic my own way. School was a chore. All I wanted was to become a magus, enter the academy, and train my chosen affinity. But I didn't pass the test. They said I didn't have it in me. Years later, a run-in with a sassy goth mage named Misty revealed I could do magic. Those damn monocle-wearing pseudo-Victorians at the academy locked me out! Screw them.

Siege the castle? Not my style. Save the world? Never gonna happen. Create a bestiary business with a group of beautiful yet contrasting women? Now that’s more like it! One minute I’m in a tree, pointing my camera at a tiger, the next I’m on my back in a medieval fantasy world, while a skittish blonde hovers over me, hoping I’m not dead.

Cumulus Point survived the Iron Tyrant's broadside, but survival isn't the same thing as safe. Eric Vance reads buildings the way other people read weather. Cracks don't lie. Load paths don't bluff. And a floating stronghold held together by mana and masonry has exactly one rule: ignore the warning signs, and you die.

Tad has learned more about his past, but he still doesn't know if one side or the other would imprison or kill him simply for existing. Those who know more refuse to tell him more, but share his concerns. Now though, it's time to move forward. He may not know what it means to be a fey but his goal remains the same, namely to open a shop and sell magical items. To get there though, he has a dungeon to master, errant nobles to defy, and the Lawgiver's gaze to avoid. Chaos is in his blood, and he's certain to bring it wherever he goes.

Our retro-tech towns might seem idyllic, yet go beyond the arcades and coffee shops and you'll reach the danger zones roamed by bionic bots. Me? I ran a video store with my cute friend Emiko. She's always been a little different, so I had to look out for her—we usually just watched movies and played games together. One day, a suspicious pink-haired chick burst into the store, warning me not to watch a tape labeled Property of Steelheart—Do Not Watch! So obviously, I did, and a terrifying ghost crawled out of the screen.

Lutz has finally made his heroic return to Orakio's capital city of Roshar. The fiends didn't appreciate his interference in their assault on the capital, leading to an assassination attempt on Lutz's life. However, a mysterious power deep inside him saved his life, despite having his heart ripped out.

I was about to be promoted to Deputy Manager, when a strange voice—coming from a glowing gem I found in the stationery drawer—told me I was meant for more. I was thinking the same thing. Before my boss' eyes, I was transported to a fantasy world of mana and monsters. When I felled the foul beasts, the gem embedded in my hand absorbed their essence—a light that made me more adept with weapons, and able to wield increasingly better ones. It even grew my body. It turned me into the man I was supposed to be.

With the Esgares Empire finally defeated on the battlefield, Lucian had some room to breathe for the first time since his reincarnation into his new world. His victory cemented his claim to the throne, securing his rule and giving him some authority to do as he pleased without opposition. Lucian wanted to use his new reputation and freedom to repair the many cracks in his kingdom, a task which would prove difficult, even with his advanced knowledge of economics and politics.

The bionic bots that roamed the danger zones cowered before my biomancy, yet the real threat was a little more human. See, the beautiful poltergeist haunting my mind created a real-life, legally distinct mimic monster, and now it wasn’t just the fabric of reality I had to contend with—it was lawsuits from its parent company, run by a smoking-hot boss lady. Between that, a cute secret agent on the run (partly my fault), and the boss of Steelheart gunning for my shop (mostly my fault), I really had my hands full.

Superpowers, robots, and a saucy ghost GF—Just another day in the apocalypse. Starting over should be simple—grab some supplies, pitch a tent, and figure out where to get running water. But when you’re an all-powerful biomancer traveling with a thunder goddess who can’t let go of her training, a pink rat-thing that’s too dumb to be evil, and an AI robot lady who's almost definitely evil, things get complicated fast.

The best part about being a knight is the peaceful treks across rolling hills, with nothing but gentle winds and bubbling streams for company. Unfortunately, Richard's next quest breaks that solitude. He needs to gain entry into the fabled Clawmire, and only a flighty catgirl heading the opposite way can help him. Ida is snooty and feral in equal measure. When she hunts, the wildness in her eyes ignites something inside him. When she cooks, his stomach sings an orchestra. And when she leaps into the trees wearing that short purple dress, well, a gentleman does his best not to look up.

Lucian's companions continued to increase, with the addition of the Fairy Princess, Minerva, and the oni warrior, Teflyn. Yet even with their combined power, the formidable Death Knight proved too much for them to handle. After a surprise visit from a certain young immortal, Lucian decided to head east, to the land of the dark elves.

Stories with depth, strong protagonists, high tension, all told while pulling at your heartstrings, or making you smile with understanding. In this anthology, you'll find fifteen stories, including many novelettes. Go on adventures with heroes old and young, a couple of war pigs, and visit many new fantasy worlds. Watch out for the dragons! Deep Magic: Volume 3 has stories that will satisfy your hunger to escape.

With his kingdom secured under his rule, King Lucian can finally focus on the important matters, like fixing his kingdom and gearing up for the war against the Esgares Empire. At least, that's what he thought. But seemingly out of nowhere, he receives a summoning from the one known as the Fairy Queen. With the mysterious and powerful creature beckoning him to her realm, Lucian finds himself in a mysterious land filled with crystalline trees and surrounded by powerful monsters. The only upside is that fairies are cute. And at least they're not annoying, like pixies.

Disillusioned businessman, John Lawrence Locke, finds himself summoned as a hero to another world, filled with monsters and magic! With his body reverted to the age of 15, the 33-year-old's mind is filled with the possibility of battles and adventures, like the ones in his favorite video games.

One moment I'm taking pictures of a fantastic sky beast, aided by a sassy witch, a pretty blonde, and a cute green goblin. The next we’re in bed for the night—and I can't get a lick of covers! This house is too small. It wasn’t meant for this many people and a bestiary business. Problem is, not a lot of folk want a goblin and a witch in their neighborhood. It’s hard to blame them. We can be loud.

Stories with depth, strong protagonists, and high tension are told while pulling at your heartstrings or making you smile with understanding. Go on adventures with heroes old and young, and visit many new worlds.

One minute I’m in a tree, pointing my camera at a tiger, the next I’m on my back in a medieval fantasy world, while a skittish blonde hovers over me, hoping I’m not dead. I’ve never felt more alive. Because although the dutiful smith’s assistant warns me away from the town’s sinful witch, I still have to go. The witch has the only bestiary book in town, and that’s my one hope of a comfortable life—I don’t feel like donning knight's armor. Turns out, the bestiary is terrible—it's just primitive drawings, annotated by the tall tales of drunken adventurers. I know an opportunity when I see one.