Résultats pour "Dirt" dans Science-Fiction et fantasy

War is set to ravage Illian. The elves sail from the east. The savage Darkakin rise from the south. Valanis, the dark elf, is finally free of his prison and eager to see his work finished. Only then will he be free of the gods who still haunt him. A new hope rises in The Red Mountains. There, the last remaining dragons have been discovered. Gideon and Galanör, human and elf, will have to work together if they are to convince Adriel, the last of the Dragorn order, to intervene in the coming war.

If Johnson Farthing thought that life as poor cart pusher in the coastal town of Wead-Wodder was going to be his lot in life, then he was about to get a rude surprise, and not necessarily a good one. Once it becomes clear that his beautiful younger sister has been kidnapped along with the daughter of the Prelate, his life is completely turned on its head. Farthing has to rush across a vast ocean and a huge continent carried by an incredible Sea Dragon and accompanied by a strange magician if he has even a chance to save his sister Rustina. 

The end of the world came suddenly and without warning, ruining an otherwise pleasant day off for billions of people. An incomprehensible, voracious evil has invaded the aisles of Duke’s Flea Market, spelling doom for the whole of humanity. But as luck would have it, not even the apocalypse can go off without a hitch.

This audiobook includes a wonderful dedication to the long-time narrator of the series, Lorelei King, read by the author. Grim Reaper Charley Davidson is back in the ninth installment of Darynda Jones' New York Times bestselling paranormal series, The Dirt on Ninth Grave In a small village in...

Decades after her “departure” from this world, Althea Noble Bouleau has returned to reclaim the throne of Blackthorn Grove. But she’s not the same witch who left years ago, and her obsession with Emmaline could mean the end of Savannah’s most powerful coven. As Althea’s motives start to unfold, she vanishes with Emmaline, leaving Katie and Gabriel with a cold trail to find them. But Katie also has problems closer to home to deal with, like the expansion of MagicInk and an employee suddenly showing signs that his recent bout with a vampire was more than just a bad memory.

Samantha, a young, bright analyst at the CIA, finds herself in a dire situation when her lifelong research reveals alarming information linked to atomic bomb testing. A monster created from the fallout poses risks to both the environment and the general population. True events weave with political conspiracy as covert government forces close in, determined to silence Samantha forever. With her life hanging by a thread, can she outsmart her ruthless pursuers and expose the truth before it's too late?

When a hungry ghoul uncovered a cache of treasure hidden beneath Lost Falls, he thought all his problems were behind him. When he realized how wrong he was, he came to me for help. As Lost Falls' resident folk wizard, breaking curses is my specialty. But the ghoul and his treasure hunting friends found more than cursed gold down there in the dark. They unleashed something old. Something alive. Something better left buried.

Vincent depended on his boyfriend, James, to stand up for him—until a violent hate crime results in James’s murder. Weeks after his funeral, James reappears, perfectly healthy, but changed in ways that neither of them can quite understand. Now, Vincent must uncover what truly happened on the night they were attacked. In the face of an apathetic police force and a growing number of missing gay men, Vincent and James work to identify the criminals who attacked them.

The new commander of the 1392nd Allied Protective Expeditionary Services is Hamisha Ann McPherson and this is her first command of anything larger than a squad. She is a larger-than-life combat veteran and a bonafide war hero. She knows combat. She also knows that combat is one thing, and that command is a warthog of a different and dubious color. Misha wonders if she has the necessary skills to turn this group of slackers, petty criminals, and losers into an effective fighting unit in the short time she has left.

In the brutal southern reaches of the Duskland Republic, Georgian Province survives by grit, gunfire, and men willing to ride where law breaks down. In 3987 AC, the Georgian Rangers —an elite five-man frontier hunter team —are sent to investigate what should have been a simple high-threat beast contract after a ranch family is besieged by something unnatural in the dark. Led by the calm and deadly Captain Jorale Kane, the Rangers discover the truth is far worse than a rogue predator.

The generation ship New Mayflower nears the end of her voyage and the end of her tether. Disaster looms ahead as surely as the ship's destination. The murder of Isham Ellis's charismatic grandfather holds the key to the fate of the nearly two million souls aboard. But why murder an old man? A farmworker who taught people about topsoil? Out of revenge? Out of fear? Or did the murderer have a larger target in mind? Important questions. But before Isham can answer them, he must decide whether or not to allow an enigmatic waitress to attend his grandfather's funeral.

It's time to ask the right team for the solution. The Demons have turned the tables on the Damned, and it takes a little while to catch up. It's quiet - too quiet. Pandora reveals a little bit more about herself, who she is, and what she can do. And Damian has to make some hard choices. There is someone new coming to the team, and he is just this side of...different. The war with the enemy is burning - and it's time the General calls for special backup. Because now even he  spells backup K.A.T.I.E.

Three uncommon tales of the common man. Two technicians of an unutterable trade. A home for the elderly whose secrets must remain underground. And a meat factory where homogeneity hides all evils.

The Black Ledger is a grim western-horror chronicle set in the War for the Adamite Throne universe, following Elias Crowe, a hard, solitary hunter moving through the Western Deadlands where survival, memory, and violence are all tangled up with something older and more systemic than ordinary monsters.

Detective Enid Vosh, a Malefica, or Witch, and recent graduate of the NYPD Academy, finds herself embroiled in a series of Malefica witches being buried alive Upstate in Tarrytown. Enid is loaned out to the joint task-force led by the FBI since she is the only Majika practitioner in local law enforcement. The task-force must work with the Riibari clan of the Elves and the Central Park Coven to uncover the killer.

The Road Does Not Remember You is a bleak, stand-alone frontier apocalypse novel set in the Second Age of The War for the Adamite Throne, long after civilization has learned it will not be saved. The undead are no longer an invasion but a constant force of nature, guided at times by the patient and inhuman Varnhollow, who watch rather than conquer. The story follows three men walking the same ruined northbound roads, never meant to meet again.

Distance Between Graves is a later Six Feet of Dirt road chronicle that revisits the three recurring figures — the Boy, the Guard, and the Deserter — after years of hardening, loss, and adaptation. The book is less about sudden escalation than about what happens when survival itself becomes more disciplined and more expensive. The opening note and prologue make that clear: the dead have stopped wandering blindly, the roads have become smarter killing grounds, and the living now survive by measuring distance, pain, timing, and patience with much greater precision than before.

A broken kingdom with a past of nightmares and deceit. The creatures of the past, said to be only tales to scare children, are lurking. The once-powerful Slyvaxian family has been all but eradicated from Nivainia. Now, they reside in Vulture Perch with a King who is plotting one of the most evil games ever to be played on the unknowing -- even his 2 daughters.

Mag stiffened her backbone before glancing up at the slight movement on the third-floor window: A woman, really only a shadow, stood behind the sheer flowing drapes. Mag felt the intense hatred of the glaring face. Shyly lowering her gaze, Mag realized the maid Dansie already hated her too. It had to be Dansie, for Joe said they were the only females there. Thoughts ran through her mind, "Just run, girl," as she hesitated to step up onto the porch. After that step she was obligated to go inside; but east to west, there are woods all around calling to her.

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