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[From the back cover] It was a mistake to insult King Laza of Obran, as Zargal discovered when the King's curse hit him. As the son of the Duke, Zargal was supposed to uphold the dignity of the House of Szar. But now he couldn't stop eating; and the more he ate, the greater he great; the more he grew, the more he must eat. Eventually no hope was left for the still-growing giant but to seek the pardon and help of King Laza. But then he ran smack into another curse--the terrible curse laid upon the House of Obran by the ancient Queen Godescalc. That curse had twisted Laza and was now destroying the lovely Princess Bellora. To save himself and the Princess, Zargal must seek the even Queen in the horror-haunted swamp to which she had fled. That seemed an impossible task. And there was a slight complication. Queen Godescalc was under a subtle and fearful curse herself!
In a fragile alliance, the natives are stirring uneasily under their foreign rulers. Rebellion is brewing, and at the heart of the conflict lies the bloody and powerful cult of the god Aoun, whose followers will stop at nothing to rid their land of alien domination. So civil servant Renille vo Chaumelle, scion of a proud, conquering line mingled with native blood, is conscripted as a spy and ordered to penetrate the fortress-temple known as the Fastness of the Gods. There he is to discover the secrets of the priests of Aoun and - if the chance presents itself - assassinate the lead priest, named in legend as the god's own son. But in the holiest depths of the temple, Renille finds there is more to the cult than his superiors suspect - far more than they will ever believe. What he learns leads him to the beautiful princess Jathondi, daughter of the native ruler, who is fated to be the crux of a violent confrontation between the fanatic followers of a flesh-hungry god and their arrogant overlords. Together, Jathondi and Renille must brave a whirlwind of revolution and apocalyptic magic that could shatter a nation, and open the long-sealed portal between heaven and earth.
Paula Volsky, author of The White Tribunal, returns with a spectacular saga of adventure and intrigue, romance and rebellion -- beginning with a wondrous discovery that could forever alter the fate of the free world....In the modern, civilized republic of Vonahr, the need for magic seems a thing of the past. But soon the Vonahrish will find that magic is their only hope -- for an imperialistic race of fanatics, intent on conquering the world, now masses on Vonahr's borders.Vonahr's slim chance for salvation lies in a nearby neutral kingdom, where a brilliant savant has conjured up the ultimate weapon: Sentient Fire, a miraculous flame that responds to the command of its maker.Low Hetz's mad, flamboyant king refuses to relinquish the secret -- so the desperate government of Vonahr sends the exquisitely beautiful adventurer Luzelle Devaire to turn his head and change his mind. But to gain an audience, Luzelle must win the Grand Ellipse, a test of endurance, ingenuity, and valor....From the Paperback edition.
IT WAS A TIME OF REVOLUTION AND ROMANCE, OF NOBILITY AND DEPRAVITY, OF MAGIC AND DECEPTION, OF A WORLD CAUGHT IN THE VORTEX OF CATACLYSMIC CHANGE-OF A TIME AND A PLACE CALLED VONAHR. . . . Eliste vo Derrivale-A daughter of the Exalted class, she was a beautiful Maid of Honor in the lavish, dissolute Court of Queen Lallazay until the Terror forced her into the streets with the fantastic secret of her untapped magical abilities . . . and a powerful, forbidden love. Dref Zeenoson-Defiant and courageous, the brand he bore marked him as Derrivalle property. But Dref was now the master of his own fate, even if he did owe his freedom to the beautiful Eliste-a favor he might have to repay with his life.
So far this morning Relian Kru has broken three goblets, torn his best doublet, and been insulted by a snake. And those are the disasters he knows about! What he doesn't know is that he's been condemned to death for dressing badly, and that the kindly sorcerer who invited him to dinner actually has in mind something a bit more permanent than a mere meal--like eternal slavery...
HEIR OF DARKNESS... He was Grizhni, the King of Darkness. And in him flowed the blood of the great sorcerer Terrs Fal Grizhni, the blood of the gentle noblewoman Verran--and the blood of the inhuman Vardrul. To him fell the task of avenging the wrong done his ancestor, fulfilling the legendary curse feared by every citizen of LanthiUme. But from the doomed city, four sought him out. The Duke's outspoken daughter, a renegade savant, a young claimant to nobility, and his fumbling servant--all vowed to enter the lair of the dead sorcerer's part-human, part-Vardrul dependents...and meet the new King of Darkness face-to-face. Only then could they challenge ...
[From the back cover] In a world of shadows, young Terrs has come of age...Born on the day his father, the great socerer Terrs Fal Grizhni, fell to his enemies, he had grown to manhood among the gentle creatures that superstitious men called the White Demons of the Caverns. They were his allies, his friends, his family. All he knew of humankind was his mother's love...and the dark legacy of his father's Skills and Powers. Until the Duke of Lanthi Ume sent soldiers into the caverns to hunt down Fal Grizhni's wife and son. Until the defenseless white creatures died under their swords. Now, to save his inhuman companions, Terrs must claim his true blood-bonded birthright as...THE SORCERER'S HEIR.
COLD FINGERS OF DREAD GRIPPED LADY VERRAN'S HEART-FOR SHE HAD BEEN CHOSEN Swept along in a current stronger than the waters of Lanthi Ume, she approached the altar of her fate. The Preeminent of the Select--Lord Terrs Fal Grizhni--needed an heir to insure his immortality. And Lady Verran was to be his bride. His was a sorcery darker and more powerful than any other. To be his wife would mean coming closer to the source of that power than any being had ever come. An honor, most would say. Yet Lady Verran trembled with apprehension. What price of mind, of body, of soul, would be asked of... The Sorcerer's Lady
In a land pockmarked with the grim relics of a long-ago war live a people consumed by the fear of magic. Those suspected of sorcery die at the hands of the infamous White Tribunal. And death and terror will reign until a young man pawns his soul for the temporary power to destroy his murdered father's false accusers.Now, disguised as a foreigner and with his time measured by the sands of a magical hourglass, Tradain liMarchborg enters the capital city of Lis Folaze, stronghold of the White Tribunal's power. Here his path will cross that of the beautiful Glennian liTarngrav, whose own mission will lock them together in a vortex of love, revenge, death, and enchantment that could save a land...or thrust them both--as Tradain's hourglass sands run out--into eternal torment.
From the panorama of history and legend, Paula Volsky weaves a spellbinding tale of magic, conspiracy, and desire in the frozen land of Rhazaulle, where the living and the dead live peacefully side by side...until now. Of all the excesses indulged by the decadent Rhazaullean nobility, only one is forbidden-necromancy. It is to these black arts that Prince Varis is addicted, hoping to usurp the Wolf Throne. His greatest challenge comes in the person of his beautiful niece Shalindra, grown to womanhood in the shadow of exile and dedicated to bringing her brother Cerrov-the rightful heir-to the throne. Seized and brought to her uncle's mountain stronghold, Shalindra is both repelled and fascinated by the mysterious Varis, master of the dead. As winter approaches, their encounter threatens to shape for both of them a destiny far different-and more dangerous-than either could have imagined.