Resultados para "Düster" en Gótico

If you can’t beat ’em… burn it all down. The fae royalty think I’m their toy. Their entertainment. But I’m the only thing standing between their glittering world and the darkness waiting to consume mine. To buy us time, Tarian enters me into the court games—a bloodsport for the bored and cruel. No allies. No protection. Just monsters wearing crowns and smiling as they watch me fall. My odds of survival? Slim. My resolve? Unbreakable. They’ve always underestimated me. I exist in the shadows. I thrive there. And when they push me too far…

While the dust settles, a quiet horror unfolds. Abbreviated lives consumed by fire remain. A terrific tale of heartbreak, betrayal, love, violence, and those imprisoned by circumstance and time. A tragedy told in reverse.

When an alcoholic archaeologist removes a scythe from the chest of an unusually well preserved plague victim, he unknowingly awakens a tyrannous ancient vampire. Halfway across the world, a long-dormant bloodline curse is simultaneously revived in college freshman Sofia Kennigen, a direct descendant of the old vampire's mortal queen.

A classic Faulkner novel which explores the lives of a family of characters in the South. An aging black who has long refused to adopt the black's traditionally servile attitude is wrongfully accused of murdering a white man...

Sind Folter und Hinrichtung die gerechte Strafe für Verrat? Diese Frage muss sich der Vampir Conor nach der Vernichtung des Spinnenkönigs stellen, denn genau das droht ihm. Doch er bekommt eine letzte Chance, sich zu bewähren. Seine Freunde, die nun seine Richter sind, schicken ihn in die Verbannung und nennen es eine Pilgerreise. In Wahrheit aber gleicht es einer Selbstmordmission. Lediglich in Begleitung der Orkschamanin Krähe soll Conor ausziehen, eine Streitmacht aufstellen und seine Erzfeindin Melissa Galgenbaum vom Thron stürzen.

Marith Altrersyr has won. He cut a path of blood and vengeance and needless violence around the world and now he rules. It is time for Marith to put down his sword, to send home his armies, to grow a beard and become fat. It is time to look to his own house, and to produce an heir. The King of Death must now learn to live. But some things cannot be learnt. The spoils of war turn to ash in the mouths of the Amrath Army and soon they are on the move again. But Marith, lord of lies, dragon-killer, father-killer, has begun to falter and his mind decays.