By Steven Erikson
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In the mammoth dominion of 7 towns, within the Holy desolate tract Raraku, the seer Sha'ik and her fans organize for the long-prophesied rebellion often called the Whirlwind. exceptional in dimension and savagery, this maelstrom of fanaticism and bloodlust will embroil the Malazan Empire in a single of the bloodiest conflicts it has ever recognized, shaping destinies and giving delivery to legends . . .
Set in a brilliantly discovered global ravaged by means of darkish, uncontrollable magic, this exciting novel of battle, intrigue and betrayal confirms Steven Erikson as a storyteller of breathtaking ability, mind's eye and originality--the writer who has written the 1st nice delusion epic of the hot millennium.
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Her cheeks colored as he stared at her as his wife. His eyes claimed her—not arrogantly, but confidently, gently, accepting her and rejoicing in her beauty—and when he pulled her close, she folded into him. Her lips were hot. Then, it seemed like only a second later, they were still kissing, still taking off each other’s clothes, and feet were pounding up the stairs toward their room. Logan was pulling back from her and the door burst open and Khalidoran soldiers poured into the room— Logan’s eyes snapped open and his fists flew as bodies landed on top of him.
The Khalidorans have wytches, soldiers, and some of our best people on their side. The only reason I’m still alive is that they don’t know who I am. ” Brant Agon bowed awkwardly because of his injuries and followed a big bodyguard out the door. When he was gone, Jarl turned to Momma K. ” “I don’t think I do know this Brant Agon,” she said. ” A slight smile touched her lips, amused and a little proud that Jarl was taking command. “Thirty years ago Brant fell in love with me. I was naive. ” Jarl asked, rather than ask what happened.
Just what I always do, love,” Kylar said. ” With a surge of his Talent, he leapt out into the night. Ferl Khalius had been given the shit duty again. After his unit had been slaughtered during the invasion, he’d been picked for every bad assignment: throwing bodies off that rickety half-burnt bridge; helping the cooks move supplies into the castle; helping the meisters build the Godking’s new wall around the city; double and triple guard duties—and never a choice assignment like on the Vanden Bridge where the guards took a week’s pay home in bribes every shift just for letting a few crooks across.