Ergebnis für "Rook" in Fantasy

Die coolste, liebenswerteste und witzigste Heldin der Urban Fantasy! "Der Körper, in dem Du steckst, hat einmal mir gehört." Das ist sicherlich nicht das erste, was man lesen möchte, nachdem man aus einer tiefen Bewusstlosigkeit erwacht. Erst recht nicht, wenn man von Leichen umgeben ist und jede Erinnerung verloren hat. Doch Myfanwy Thomas findet sich in genau dieser Situation wieder und ihr bleibt kaum eine andere Möglichkeit, als den Anweisungen der mysteriösen Briefschreiberin zu folgen. Aber kann sie ihr trauen?

Strengthened by her new queen sib, Shara Isador plans to return to her mansion-in-progress for some much needed rest. She especially wants to get to know her new twin Blood and fears she may have made a mistake in taking them. She does not love them. Yet.

In einer Zukunft, die es gar nicht mehr geben dürfte, sitzt Conny Bligh für den Mord an sich selbst im Gefängnis. Wie konnte ein solches Durcheinander überhaupt entstehen?

In Higher Down, einem kleinen Dorf in Nordengland, herrscht dicke Luft. Und weil es für den infernalischen Gestank keine normale Erklärung zu geben scheint, ruft der Schriftsteller Marvin Bitterton die Kanzlei Harrowmore Souls zu Hilfe. Doch nicht jedem im Dorf sind die Eindringlinge willkommen.

Trust is the thread that binds us . . . and the rope that hangs us. In Nadezra, peace is as tenuous as a single thread. The ruthless House Indestor has been destroyed, but darkness still weaves through the city's filthy back alleys and jewel-bright gardens, seen by those who know where to look...

Simeon Bell just hasn’t been himself. Although he has spent a happy year as a roustabout with the Carnival of Mysteries—accompanied by his beloved, Crow Rapp—lately something has felt off. Maybe he hasn’t been himself because he doesn’t fully know who he is. Abandoned in a foundling home as an infant, he has never known anything about his family and has never met another of his kind. A tiny box found on the carnival midway leads Simeon and Crow on a quest to Simeon’s childhood home in the Victorian slums of London, where he discovers the ability to move through time.

Kathryn’s world ended the moment she was pulled from it. Torn from Earth and thrown into a realm of winged warriors and ancient war, survival becomes her only goal. After a deadly encounter with the realm’s wildlife, she falls under the wary protection of the Knighthood—honor-bound fighters who view Earthlings with distrust. She is an outsider. A liability. A disruption. And she is not alone in her own mind. An unwelcome presence presses at her thoughts, urging her toward the very warriors who do not fully trust her.

Astra Ordott is in exile. Evicted from Is-Land for a crime she cannot regret, she has found work in an ancient fortress in Non-Land: headquarters of the Council of New Continents, the global body charged with providing humanitarian aid to the inhabitants of this toxic refugee camp. Recovering from a disorienting course of memory pacification treatment, Astra struggles to focus on her overriding goals - to find her Code father and avenge the death of her Shelter mother, Hokma.

Most of the story you hold in your hands takes place in the thirteen hours surrounding the execution of Rooker Flynn. Gerba Whipmarples has won. The prison revolt has failed, the escape plan has been crushed, and the perpetrators have been captured. The headmistress has stolen Nepenthe from Jack, and Rooker has sacrificed his one true love, the Venture Brigand, to save his friend’s life. At long last, there is nothing left for Gerba to do but make sure the greedy pirate pays for his crimes at the end of a noose. Welcome to Rooker Flynn’s final day at the Locke Institute.

The sting of death wasn’t something Xander expected to feel more than once, but now, death seems to have it out for him. Old allies turn into foes. New ones slip through his fingers. It seems this death game is growing crueler with each cycle.

He is a body snatcher. He kills by taking over the bodies of his victims, leaving no blood or weapons at the scene of the crimes. Disillusioned by the loss of his Catholic faith, Rook seeks answers to his unique ability and finds that heaven and hell are not what he was taught to believe. Now, in their way, angels and demons seek to head off the calamity that Rook is quickly becoming because for each body he takes and each soul he breaks, he is becoming more and more Fractured.

Some trains run on rails. The Cavalier runs on something else. After a hasty goodbye, Ginette boards a haunted train in pursuit of the one friend she refuses to lose. The Cavalier’s route through the dark reflections has become imperiled, and in the cracks and corners, the signs of strain are beginning to show. But as the mists close in, Ginette realizes the train's condition may be the least of her problems. Something is moving in the mists — something she may have caused. To survive long enough to find her friend, she'll have to learn not just what the train needs, but what it's afraid of.

I thought my newfound freedom would allow me to shake off the stink of New York City and start a new life somewhere else, a place where nobody knows me as Death Bringer or Britt the Bloody. A place where I’m not associated with ridiculous prophecies. Looks like fate has other plans. When the city is attacked, I find myself on the wrong side of the border. The only option is to take up arms alongside my vampire overlords and fight my way out. My instinct is to fight for myself—for survival—but at some point I realize I just might be fighting for a hell of a lot more.

Nyro’s ambitious plan to rescue his brother has failed, and now, every member of the Board sees him as a traitor. But, against all odds, he’s still alive, and while there is breath left in him, there is hope. Now, his goal is to find his brother again and make another plan for escape. He must learn all he can about the Black Court, its weaknesses, and secrets. And while he prowls, he hopes to create enough chaos to undermine the Board from within.

The dark forest hid them from their destroyers. The matriarch of the forest wept for a century over their murder. The priests rewrote the songs and rhymes until the world forgot them and the conquerors abandoned their watch.

Jaxson Rooks thought it was just going to be another quite night at home with the wife. It is never that easy in the life of a Terran contractor, when they learn that their two daughters have been kidnapped along with his father-in-law. Now it is a race against time as they have to track down the Red Dragon company, who Jaxson has deep ties to, and find where they are holding their family. It's not like anyone would expect a Terran Scientist would bring guns, lots of guns. Not to mention his secret weapon.

The laws that confine men have been swept aside, and the provinces have declared their independence. War had come to Zoviya, leaving those alone to fend for themselves. All the while, the Earth quakes, warning of magics long hidden in ancient places. Unhinged magics are taking hold of the innocent. Ancient plots are unraveling. In every corner of the Empire, ghosts stir and scratch at the stains long ago salted into the earth. The Vastness is coming.

As Leger, Barok, Geart, and Dia face an empire growing ever more aware of the nation they rebuild, all eyes and armies are drawn to the East and the rise of a new enemy. Left unguarded, the dim flecks of magic lingering in the swamps and dark places begin to spill free. Struggling to survive, the once-isolated people of Enhedu must travel to places where the mapmakers have lied in order to confront the servants of a dark power. While beneath a broken mountain, a river of silver calls those who can hear to wealth beyond measure.

Living in the White Court is not easy, and Bianca must watch her back at every turn. The risk of being discovered as a Trove is real, and becoming a blood slave is a constant threat. She must survive the intrigue if she is to get her revenge, but the machinations of the White Court prove too entangled for her naive approach.

Two worlds. Dark magic rising. The end game. Why is it always in the middle of the night? The call came in, an old friend, a harrowing problem, and a fight to the death, literally. Then, I found myself on a breakneck journey to a place I’d hoped I’d never have to see again. And that was before the real fireworks began. Next up on the rollercoaster ride to hell; secret meetings, an occult hideout, and an army of the most sinister evil imaginable.