Книги в жанре «Фэнтези» (4000 книг)Показаны книги с 41 по 5041. Bleak Seasons Читать →Автор: Cook Glen Incessant wind sweeps the plain. It mutters across grey pavements that sweep from horizon to horizon. It sings around scattered black pillars, a chorus of ghosts. It tumbles leaves and scatters dust come from afar. It teases the hair of a corpse that has lain undisturbed for a generation, mummifying.… 42. Cold Copper Tears Читать →Автор: Cook Glen Maybe it was time. I was restless. We were getting on toward the dog days, when my body gets terminally lazy but my nerves shriek that it's time to do someВthing—a cruel combination. So far sloth was ahead by a nose. I"m Garrett—low thirties, six-feet-two, two hundred pounds, ginger hair, ex-Marine—all-around fun guy. For a… 43. Deadly Quicksilver Lies Читать →Автор: Cook Glen There ain't no justice, I guarantee absodamnlutely. There I was, comfy as could be, feet on my desk, a pint of Weider's porter in my hand, Espinosa's latest potboiler in my other hand, and Eleanor reading over my shoulder. She understood Espinosa better than I did. For once the Goddamn Parrot wasn't squawking. I sucked… 44. Dread Brass Shadows Читать →Автор: Cook Glen Whew! The things I get me into! We had snow hip deep to a tall mammoth for four weeks, then it turned suddenly hot and the whole mess melted quicker than you could say cabin fever. So I was out running and banging into people and things and falling on my face because the girls… 45. Dreams of Steel Читать →Автор: Cook Glen Many months have passed. Much has happened and much has slipped from my memory. Insignificant details have stuck with me while important things have gotten away. Some things I know only from third parties and more I can only guess. How often have my witnesses perjured themselves? It did not occur to me, till this… 46. Faded Steel Heat Читать →Автор: Cook Glen It ought to start with a girl. The best ones always do. She ought to be kick the lid off your coffin gorgeous. She ought to be in hot water right up to her cute little… ears. She shouldn't quite know why, or maybe she just won't say why the guys with the bent noses… 47. Old Tin Sorrows Читать →Автор: Cook Glen Just when you think you have it all scoped out and you"re riding high, old Fate will stampede right over you and not even stop to say I"m sorry. Happens every time if your name is Garrett. You can make book on it. I"m Garrett. Sitting pretty in my early thirties, over six feet, brown… 48. Petty Pewter Gods Читать →Автор: Cook Glen I greeted the morning the only way that makes sense. I groaned. I groaned some more as I pried me off the sheet. Several thousand maniacs were raising hell out in the street. I muttered dreadful threats, dropped my feet into the abyss beside my bed. My threats didn't scare up any peace. Pain blazed… 49. Red Iron Nights Читать →Автор: Cook Glen When I shoved through the doorway of Morley's Joy House you"d have thought I was the old dude in black who lugs the sickle. The place went dead quiet. I stopped moving. I couldn't push uphill against the weight of all those stares. “Somebody sneak lemons into your salads?” Quick check of the talent. It… 50. Shadow Games Читать →Автор: Cook Glen We seven remained at the crossroads, watching the dust from the eastern way. Even irrepressible One-Eye and Goblin were stricken by the finality of the hour. Otto's horse whickered. He closed her nostrils with one hand, patted her neck with the other, quieting her. It was a time for contemplation, the final emotional milemark of… 51. Shadow of all Night Falling Читать →Автор: Cook Glen A blue-lighted room hollowed from living rock. Four men waiting. A fifth entered. “I was right.” The wear and dust of a savage journey still marked him. “The Star Rider was in it up to his ears.” He tumbled into a chair. The others waited. “It cost the lives of twelve good men, but they… 52. Shadows Linger Читать →Автор: Cook Glen All men are born condemned, so the wise say. All suckle the breast of Death. All bow before that Silent Monarch. That Lord in Shadow lifts a finger. A feather flutters to the earth. There is no reason in His song. The good go young. The wicked prosper. He is king of the Chaos Lords,… 53. She Is The Darkness Читать →Автор: Cook Glen The wind whines and howls with bitter breath. Lightning snarls and barks. Rage is an animate force upon the plain of glittering stone. Even shadows are afraid. The scars of cataclysm disfigure a plain that has known only an age of… 54. Soldiers Live Читать →Автор: Cook Glen An Abode of Ravens: When No Men Died Four years passed and no one died. Not of violence or hazard of the calling, anyway. Otto and Hagop did pass on within days of each other, of natural causes associated with aging, last year. A few weeks ago one Tam Duc, recruit in training, perished of the… 55. Splinter Of The Mind's Eye Читать →Автор: Cook Glen Making of a Messiah T he caravan crept across a stony wadi and meandered upward into the hills. The camels boredly tramped out their graceless steps, defining the milemarks of their lives. Twelve tired beasts and six weary men made up the small, exhausted caravan. They were nearing… 56. Sweet Silver Blues Читать →Автор: Cook Glen Bam! Bam! Bam! It sounded like someone was knocking with a sledgehammer. I rolled over and cracked a bloodshot eye. I couldn't see a figure through the window, but that wasn't surprising. I could barely make out the lettering on the grimy glass: GARRETT INVESTIGATOR CONFIDENTIAL AGENT I had blown my wad buying the glass… 57. The Black Company Читать →Автор: Cook Glen Croaker spoke to assembled Company: “In olden times the outfit consisted entirely of black soldiers. Thus the name. Its slow drift northward has seen not only its diminution but a shift in its makeup. One-Eye is the black man with us today. “We are the last of the Twelve True Companies. We have out-endured the… 58. The Silver Spike Читать →Автор: Cook Glen This here journal is Raven's idea but I got me a feeling he won't be so proud of it if he ever gets to reading it because most of the time I"m going to tell the truth. Even if he is my best buddy. Talk about your feet of clay. He's got them run all… 59. The White Rose Читать →Автор: Cook Glen … 60. Water Sleeps Читать →Автор: Cook Glen In those days the Black Company did not exist. This I know because there were laws and decrees that told me so. But I did not feel entirely insubstantial. The Company standard, its Captain and Lieutenant, its Standardbearer and all the men who had made the Company so terrible, had passed on, having been buried… |