Résultats pour "The Watsons" dans Aventure

After ten thousand years of dreaming, locked in stasis at the heart of his shattered home world, Lion El'Jonson wakes to the nightmare of Imperium Nihilus. In this midnight age, the dying embers of humanity are threatened on all sides by the hungry darkness. Alone, even the Lion has no hope of prevailing against such evil – but there are those who would aid him in his quest. Hunted to the edge of endurance, many among his Fallen knights have long-awaited the day their liege would return to redeem them.

The Humtars have returned as a schism threatens the Zodarks. Could the Collective intervene to save its proxy? The balance of power shifts once more in this Galactic game of chess. The Humtars, having been the architects of scientific knowledge all nations are built upon, have not only returned from the void beyond—they have chosen a side. A coup is discovered. Clans began to fracture—Tribes were taking sides. Can Zon Otro convince the High Council to strike the usurper or risk a Civil War?

Vraks has fallen. Mustering an army from the ranks of the Death Korps of Krieg, the Astra Militarum embarks on a long and desperate siege to save the planet from the madness of an apostate preacher. It will last seventeen years, cost the lives of millions, and attract the attention of daemons and heretics alike, but the Death Korps must claw back victory, inch by bloody inch, from the hands of the enemy.

When the necrons rise, a mining planet descends into a cauldron of war and the remorseless foes decimate the human defenders. Salvation comes in an unlikely form - the Death Korps of Krieg, a force as unfeeling as the necrons themselves. When the two powers go to war, casualties are high and the magnitude of the destruction is unimaginable.

No longer hidden behind the curtain… the Humtars walk among us. How will their return impact the Galactic Empire's wars? With the help of his uncle, Captain Tim Haas has smuggled out a virus that is highly deadly to the Zodarks. After the attack on Sol, this weapon of mass destruction would be an instrument of revenge, of justice, for billions of people. Will it be discovered before he can use it? Would such a genocidal act threaten the Republic's position in the Empire or strengthen it?

It was a crucial piece of intel, and now they had coordinates for the RNS Freedom. The allies' next move could change the course of everything, but there was just one question: Was the Viceroy's final card to play enough to save the Republic? The Gallentine Emperor isn't pleased. Could Viceroy Miles Hunt lose his place of influence? Sakura and her team had discovered an ancient portal, but it wasn't like the others. After being sealed for thousands of years, would opening it unlock Pandora's box? Were some secrets better left undiscovered? Or would the answers there save them all?

Heldanarr Fall dreams of a world without gods. When the Azyrites descended upon the Burning Valley – a kingdom carved from the Aqshian desert – they brought arrogance and cruelty with their riches, and a god who seemed blind to it all. Despite harrowing losses, Held clung to his people’s ways, forging a new existence without a single prayer to the armoured deity, Sigmar. Now, all Held wants is solitude. But after saving a Sigmarite priestess from violent death, her troubles catch up to them and destroy the last of his peace.

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Born into wealth and privilege, Jenny Watson left her parents’ way of life behind when she volunteered to go fight the shifters. After giving up her commission, she arrives in Linden hoping to make a fresh start and put her medical degree to good use. But when her friend and fellow passenger is murdered, Jenny finds new purpose working with Detective Sharlotte Holmes.

Idaho! The compound! They had finally made it! After several months of harrowing, fraught with danger around every corner, never knowing what was going to come at them, they could finally rest and relax. Or could they? Some things are just not meant to be in a post-apocalyptic world, and Nathan and his newly adopted family realize there is no rest and relaxation anymore.

Bruce and his family have gathered a clan of battle-hardened survivors and awesome military-grade weaponry…and now the time has come to put the fear of God in the zombies that have destroyed civilization as we know it. But these aren’t the zombies you’re expecting. They’re smart…. They’re fast.... They can heal.... And they can even reproduce.

Jack, the half-breed offspring of a human mother and a genetically engineered father, lives a life of pain, alienated by human society and by many of the gens created by mankind to perform heavy labor. Not only do gens live like slaves, but humans have withheld from them the one piece of DNA that would grant them a soul. Jack is determined to uncover this well-hidden secret and rescue his fellow gens from a meaningless existence with no prospect of eternal life.

During their temporary research post on Apech—a planet ravaged by a time distorting illness—Wilhelmina Ming and four other elite students of the Crysthian empire have witnessed such illogical brutality that they’ve resorted to psychedelic antidepressants and group sex to take the edge off. After a night of indulgence following a gruesome execution, they wake to find an oblique warning in the form of an impaled corpse dangling from the exterior of their residence.

Twenty years ago scientists made some remarkable discoveries with genetics and the ability to perfect the babies we gave birth to. Ten years ago the governments of the world made a hard choice: Earth or people. Nine weeks ago the choices they made came full circle. Fourteen days ago the truth of their mutations leaked out into the borderlands and other areas.

Captain Duncan Arugula is being hunted by a sniffing, snarling, snurgling, pointy-toothed monstrosity. He’s locked in the cockpit of his own spaceship, his crew has gone radio silent since the mutiny, and now the monster — whatever it is, let’s just call it a Problem — is closing in. Lemon Tarts in Space! careens through the desperate final days of the space race and crashes into an apocalyptic future, following Captain Arugula on an absurdist cat-and-mouse chase from the deepest tunnels of the moon up to a blistering dogfight across the stars.

At the dawn of human civilization, beings from another planet land on Earth. At first, they seem friendly enough, promoting peace and sharing their incredible magic with the habitants of their new world. While human in appearance, Dragonians have the ability to transform into the towering beasts we know today as dragons. Carving out a canyon, they create their capital and claim their own piece of land.

Death magic creeps into the forest. There are rumors of the dead rising up from the ground. The brothers watched as Tierfi took flight, the former guardian and red dragon, hope still flickering in her heart. "No matter what the cost," she thought, "I must stop my brother, even it is means losing my life. I hope, for the sake of the others, the price will no prove too costly."

Laith knows what loss feels like. She knows it in her bones, and in the way her minder, Akani, looks at her whenever Laith's attention is diverted. She knows it in the way that her father dies a slow, painful death as he succumbs to the wrath of a plague that has ravished the Evgans, her people, for centuries. She knows it in the loneliness and isolation of having nothing to attain except title of Queen of the Svissan Isles. And then her world ends.

When an evil sword of great power appeared in the Shadowlands, the fates of many would be determined as the wicked blade transformed them into what they could never have imagined. With the explosion of this vicious sword, its small shards dispersed far and wide over the Shadowlands. As the shards were discovered, one by one, they craved chaos in the darkened hearts of those who unexpectedly found them. Now, its dormant evil lies in wait to be fully reborn. This was only the beginning of the Chaotic Order, the birth of the Genesis of Chaos.

If I could use my hacking expertise to fly through the academy’s courses I would, but that doesn’t work in hand-to-hand combat. And this guy? He’s determined to turn me into a soldier. Except I’m more suited to being a nerd than a killer. I’m not here to learn those skills, only enhance my knowledge of alien technology, and it doesn’t include the Lokarian anatomy. But then I’m getting tutored privately (because that’s how much I suck), and it’s giving me an upfront view of the male’s body as he kicks my Georgia peach two ways from Sunday.