Ergebnis für "Noir" in Science Fiction & Fantasy

A fresh-faced newcomer arrives in an isolated, gang-run town and soon finds herself taking a job nobody else wants: bodyguard to a ghoul. Not just your average mindless, half-rotted shuffler, though. Lucille is a dancer who can still put on her own lipstick and whose shows are half burlesque, half gladiator match. But the stranger is no stranger to this particular ghoul. Both women are undercover in their own way. And both have something to lose if their connection comes to light.

AN NPR NOTABLE BOOK OF THE YEAR From the award-winning and bestselling author of Feed comes a raucous, slyly funny, and delightfully queer work of historical fantasy, based on a bizarre but true quest to steal the mystical corpse of a long-dead saint "[An] uproarious saga . . . drawing on...

The two parts of being a paranormal private investigator I could really do without are being forced to eat bananas by an animated statue with a potassium fixation, and being put on trial for murder by a self-appointed council of vampire oligarchs. To be fair, I did kind of do it (the murder, not the bananas). But I was kind of saving my girlfriend, who is kind of one of them. On top of this, I've also wound up with a primordial queen of the damned trying to strangle me in my dreams.

Four days before Christmas, eight-year-old Bo loses his mother in a tragic accident, twenty-eight-year-old Brandon loses his job after a hostile takeover of his big-media employer, and forty-eight-year-old Blue, a key witness in a criminal trial against an infamous now-defunct tech startup, struggles to reconnect with his family. So begins Jinwoo Chong's dazzling time-bending debut that blends elements of neo-noir and speculative fiction as the lives of Bo, Brandon, and Blue begin to intersect, uncovering a network of secrets and an experimental technology that threatens to upend life itself.

Alexandra Brontay: a pear-shaped imperfect in a sterile, antisocial 23C London. Her world is like the city, an uncomfortable hotchpotch of the wrecked and the wondrous. The remains of iconic buildings sit next to towering dome structures, bastions of hard light that sink a mile underground. Down there the past is bastardised, sanitised, and reimagined for mass consumption via the hyperreal systems in every apartment and workplace. Inter-human contact is minimal and strictly rationed. Something inside Brontay hates what has been imposed upon her from birth to the core and she yearns for escape....