Résultats pour "Conni" dans Fantasy

Diez años después de desaparecer, Chiara Russo regresa a Italia bajo una identidad falsa. Él la busca desde hace años. No sabe que la tiene delante. Ella debería huir, pero algo la retiene. Un pasado compartido. Una promesa rota. Una atracción que quema. Cuando las reglas se dictan con sangre y los clanes viven en guerra, amar al enemigo no es solo un pecado: es una sentencia de muerte.

In this Hugo-winner from Connie Willis, when too many jumps back to 1940 leave 21st century Oxford history student Ned Henry exhausted, a relaxing trip to Victorian England seems the perfect solution. But complexities like recalcitrant rowboats, missing cats, and love at first sight make Ned's holiday anything but restful—to say nothing of the way hideous pieces of Victorian art can jeopardize the entire course of history.

Gestisco io adesso l’agenzia di appuntamenti Supernatural Dating Agency, una discreta branca del miglior servizio di incontri di Withernsea. Già, farò un...

Morrie's been arrested on suspicion of murder. Mina knows the Napoleon of Crime is innocent, but how can she prove her favorite con-artist is being stitched-up? Being the spider in the center of a vast criminal web has left Morrie in hot water. His list of enemies is long . . . too long for Mina...

What if the greatest salesman in history knocked on your door and the product he was selling was already yours? In 1953, J. R. "Bob" Dobbs received a divine sales mission through television static. His territory? Everywhere. His product? You'll know it when you finally buy it. From the ashes of dot-com delusions to the smoke of towers that fell at free-fall speed. From the derivatives that ate the economy to the masked pause that revealed the cage... Through every conspiracy that was true and every truth that was conspiracy, ‘Bob's’ been there.

No one could ask for a better present than a collection of Connie Willis Christmas tales. These are amazing stories, representing all the best of the Connie Willis experience: true Christmas gifts to her many fans. They are full of humor, absurdity, human foibles, tragedy, joy, and hope. They both send up and embrace many of the best Christmas traditions, such as the Christmas newsletter, Secret Santas, office parties, holiday pageants, and Christmas dinners (both elaborate and spare).

After his escape from Earth in the past, D'slay appears in the Reth Alliance - in the future. Zaria can only follow D'slay's trail of crimes; something - or someone - prevents her from finding him. Is D'slay the real villain, or is he only a distraction for other, more sinister plans? When it becomes apparent that important hub worlds are in danger, Lissa, Reah, Zaria, and many others must form a blood alliance to combat the coming chaos. Will their efforts prove effective, or has the plot against them been laid too well?

Parke Worth: Murders, unexplained fires, Industrial espionage and walking myths meant my first days as Chancellor of everything paranormal were packed and stressful. Cassie King-Worth: A rushed marriage, a forced trip back to an Alabama law school and the wakening of a terrible race long thought dead meant my first days as a married elemental demon were full and terrifying.

Lissa, Winkler, Zaria, and Breanne are forced into the past to protect the timeline from rogue gods. What seems a simple task at first turns far more sinister and deadly when the rogues' true goals are discovered. The rogues' objective? To reverse the outcome of the God Wars in their favor.

>"Reah, this is Commander Aris." Bel moved aside, once we were inside the spacious office, and I received my first look at the outpost Commander. He stared at me for moments as I stood before him. I was so frightened I was afraid I'd burst into tears. He was a lion of a man with thick, shoulder-length, dark gold hair swept back from his forehead. He didn't stand as his rank dictated, otherwise I think he would have dwarfed Bel, whom I thought was quite tall.

In or out of the Alliances, sorcerers and necromancers are considered a myth - until a single, shadowy figure brings those myths to life. In or out of the Alliances, nobody is prepared for that.... The BlackWing Pirates, a fleet of space cruisers that form a secret branch of the Alliance Security Detail, discover what a myth-come-to-life is capable of doing when this sinister aberration begins a slow and deliberate attack against the upcoming Joint Alliances Conclave.

Siriaa, already in its death throes, is further damaged by a ruthless politician and a rogue wizard. Quin needs powerful help to save it.

Siriaa is dying. A poison is spreading throughout the planet and none know how to neutralize it. Finder, working in King Tamblin's castle kitchen most of her life, has never spoken. A child of questionable parentage, Finder is an orphan assigned to perform duties nobody else wants.

We belong to the king - those of us with the black roses tattooed on our left wrist, directly over our pulse. As if every beat of our hearts reminds us that we are not our own. All the women with the fire burning within them are culled, tattooed, and taken to the warriors to provide more energy. Energy that the warriors will then use to defeat the barbarians from the ocean of sand. Women with black roses on their wrists are emptied of their power by those warriors, who care not that they die a shrunken husk.

Toff's life is in danger - someone from the Green Fae village wants him dead. In fact, the entire Fae community has begun to grumble as Kifirin's judgment looms. With only a few exceptions, the Fae focus their anger (and the blame) on Toff, who fails to understand why everyone now seems to be against him.

Assignments are handed out at the end of every Conclave, and Lissa has been given the assignment to act as Liaison for the ASD (Alliance Security Detail) - the founder and 20 charter members of the Reth Alliance have made that decision. As Lissa says, "you don't show up for the meeting, you get the assignment." She doesn't realize, at first, that the founder intends her position to be hands-on.

Lissa has been transported 300 years into the future to save the High Demon world and the Saa Thalarr. But what she doesn't understand is that they aren't the only things she is meant to protect. The balance - and survival of all worlds - rests in her hands.

Xenides is searching for Lissa and out for blood. Nothng less than total destruction is his ultimate objective, beginning with the Vampire Council. After all, much of his elite fighting force was destroyed by Wlodek and his allies on a single night. Now, Xenides must regroup and looks to command the dregs of vampire rogues and human criminals to accomplish his goals.

"To whom are you taking her?" Merrill asked, uncharacteristically curious. "Dragon," Griffin grinned. I stared at Griffin, my mouth surely open in surprise. Dragon? There was somebody named Dragon? That didn't sound promising. Who named their kid Dragon?

Lissa's life as a vampire begins on the day her husband is removed from life support. Turned by rogues who wager her life, Lissa is running from her maker who is determined to kill her, hunted by the Council who has branded her a rogue and blackmailed by werewolves, who utilize her newly developed talents for their own gain.