Ergebnis für "Rook" in Epic Fantasy

Das ganze Land jagt sie. Denn Amara ist aus dem Palast geflohen. Jetzt bleibt ihr nur eine Wahl: die einzigen Hexen in Isandia aufzuspüren, die den Mut haben, sich dem König entgegenzustellen. Doch ihre Hoffnung auf Freiheit zerschellt an der harten Realität. Denn statt auf eine sichere Zuflucht trifft sie bei den Rebellen auf Misstrauen und Intrigen. Wenn sie überleben will, muss sie sich beweisen – ohne ihr Geheimnis preiszugeben. Während Amara den Respekt der Rebellen zu gewinnen versucht, ist ihr gefährlichster Verfolger ihr dicht auf den Fersen.

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...

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.

The walls that kept the darkness out are beginning to fall. One hundred and fifty years ago, the Sundering drowned Avoni in darkness, twisting every living thing into a nightmare. The only survivors live under the Aurora Shrouds, mystical barriers shielding isolated towns from the horrors outside. When a Vanguard Courier, uncovers evidence that the Shrouds are dying, he is forced into a perilous journey through the Sundered Lands, where he uncovers long-buried secrets, binding Avoni's fate to a treaty with a forgotten race.

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.

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.