Títulos en Cuentos de hadas

Naia, the daughter of the High Sea Goddess, is an embarrassment. She holds no title and no power but is the key to a curse placed centuries ago on her mother: Naia must form a union with a god from an opposing family. When the day arrives for her arranged marriage, she turns to the High God of Death and Curses for help. He assists Naia under one condition—she must accept a curse, blindly. Willing to do whatever it takes to escape her mother’s kingdom beneath the sea, Naia agrees and flees to the Mortal Land.

Icarus may not have flown particularly close to the sun, but he has fallen… right into the rough hands of Olympus's own Poseidon. Being held captive by the gentle giant wouldn't be so bad if Olympus wasn't on the eve of destruction… or if Poseidon stopped looking at him with those irresistibly stormy eyes. Poseidon doesn't have time to babysit his increasingly bratty prisoner, but he has no choice: Olympus is officially at war, and someone has to keep their best bargaining chip out of harm's way.

The glorious but tragic story of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table is one of the great legends of Western civilization. Storytellers and poets down the centuries have returned repeatedly to the universal themes of the Quest of the Holy Grail and the love between Sir Launcelot and Queen Guenever. Yet the first printed account, written by the 15th century knight Sir Thomas Malory, remains unmatched.

Envy has stolen every single power in his kingdom. Through magic, he devours all those with magic, stealing it for himself. But the one power he has never managed to steal is the one that can see his future. So when an oracle appears in his kingdom, he knows he has to steal her for himself. Lilith has grown up in a circus. Traveling throughout all of the kingdoms, she has seen much and predicted even more prophecies than ever before. Until a certain demon king waltzes into one of her performances, and all she can see is darkness in his future.

Tief unter dem Meer, in den heißen Schluchten der Welt, schließt eine unglücklich verliebte Meerjungfrau einen verhängnisvollen Pakt: Sie verkauft ihre Seele für Beine–und die Hoffnung auf ihre große Liebe. Doch an Land stößt sie auf eine dunkle Wahrheit: Sie kann nur überleben, indem sie Blut trinkt. Doch statt bei ihrem Prinzen landet sie auf einem Piratenschiff–und ihr Hunger wird täglich größer.

Pavel Petrovich Bazhov's The Mistress of the Copper Mountain is a fairy tale often seen as a Ural legend about miracles, craftsmanship, and the rugged beauty of the mountains. But for me, this story is, first and foremost, a tale of unrequited love.

In The Bell-Deep, Hans Christian Andersen weaves a haunting meditation on memory, sound, and the unseen histories that linger beneath the surface of the world. Long ago, a great church bell broke free from its tower and vanished into the deepest part of the river. There it remains—speaking still—its voice carried through water, air, and time.

In The Bottle Neck, Hans Christian Andersen tells a quietly extraordinary story through the long life of a simple object—a glass bottle that passes from celebration to ruin, from usefulness to neglect, and back again.

A band of friends unknowingly awaken something ancient and hungry, the glowing orbs descending from the trees are more than fireflies. A ravenous group of hunters is set free and are now moving closer and closer to the small town of Brush Mill. Halloween night will mark their arrival, and the townsfolk will have to fight to keep from being eaten alive. Can they survive what lurks in the darkness? Can you?

Herman Green wasn’t always a leprechaun. Once a greedy king, he lost it all chasing gold. Now, in the magical realm of Fae-Maryland where promises have power and shadows whisper secrets, Herman plays clever tricks and spins dangerous tales, but deep down, he’s searching for redemption.

Ein Sieg ist errungen. Doch dieser Sieg bringt nur neue Gefahren mit sich. Kinphaidranauk, die dunkle Herrscherin, wendet ihren Blick nach Norden und entsendet ihre Geisterhexer gegen den sich regenden Widerstand. Mittendrin Erion Leichtfuß, der mit dem Tod vor Augen um seine Bestimmung ringt. Während die Rebellen noch nichts von der nahenden Gefahr ahnen, haben sie bereits mit anderen Problemen zu kämpfen. Die Einnahme der Stadt Hugen und ihrer Zitadelle bedeutet längst nicht, diese Stadt auch zu beherrschen.

Fleeing her overbearing mother, Persephone tumbles through a hidden chasm and lands at the gates of the Underworld. Sneaking past Cerberus, she finds refuge among a group of eccentric shades who inhabit the seers' pit of Tartarus.

Taranis, the powerful King of Storms, bears the weight of restoring the fragile balance of magic between the worlds. It's a shame his inner dragon has other priorities. With his dragon knights at his side, Taranis is determined to defeat the Fomorian mage and shatter his remaining spells. The last thing he expects i

A year ago, we managed to escape the realm of monsters, unscathed. The mistake of trying to strike a bargain with the High King has been buried in the past . . . Or so we thought. Tensions rise when the people in our kingdom seek blood, claiming a beast massacred one of the villages around Hell Hold. Pitchforks burn and the fine line between good and evil blurs until it's nearly obliterated all together. However, one thing is crystal clear. We're not only gearing up for war with Heaven, but a civil war within Hell itself.

A year ago, I was a normal human girl who loved hazelnut coffee and New York pizza. Now, I'm a shapeshifting wolf with an appetite for blood. Worse, I've been captured by the Dark Fae. Trapped in their realm, I'm forced to train at their castle and battle in their deadly games to crown the next king. But all I want to do is fight my captors instead. The three dangerous and incredibly seductive fae who have taken it upon themselves to make my life a living hell. But I'm no damsel in distress. Let the games begin.

As the son of a mere merchant, Klöss wants nothing more than to pass his trials and join the ranks of the Bjornmen raiders, breaking free of his father’s ambitions and following in the footsteps of his forebears. Times are changing in the Barren Isles. The centuries-old traditions of coastal plunder are making way for outright conquest, and the threat of war is looming.

For as long as anyone can remember, every child in Westfallen has been born with a Gift, and these Gifts defined them. Then Cosette is born, Giftless. An attempt to hide her misfortune brings her before the King, who entraps her to use her Gift as a pawn in his war. Caught in a lie, Cosette desperately searches for a power strong enough to free her. Intrigued by whispers of an old king and a dark curse, she calls upon Rumpelstiltskin and finds him trapped in a magic deeper than she bargained for. Now, Cosette must fight to reclaim her freedom from the King and break Rumpel’s curse.

My name is Ava Dawson, and life has really changed for me the past couple of months. I'm no longer alone and no longer invisible, but that doesn't mean everything is perfect. My father is unattainable, my magic still has a very distracting presence, and I'm once again a target for nefarious supernaturals.

Two-time Aurora Award-winning author Guy Gavriel Kay has been nominated for the World Fantasy Award three times. In the first book of his Fionavar Tapestry series, five college students meet a wizard who takes them to the heart of the first of all worlds - a place called Fionavar. The students soon discover that they have been pre-ordained as part of the pattern called the Fionavar Tapestry - and if they don't fulfill their destinies, the world will suffer devastating consequences.

Madame Dortheas mand bestyrer et glasværk i Norge i slutningen af 1700-tallet, og hun er, ligesom deres to halvstore sønner, afhængig af indtægterne fra hans arbejde. En stormfuld vinternat tager manden afsted for at lede efter drengene, der ikke er kommet hjem efter dagens gøremål. Drengene finder vej hjem i stormen, men det gør deres far ikke, og Madame Dorthea må efterhånden se i øjnene, at han er omkommet i det iskolde mørke. Med ét er fremtiden usikker og dyster.