La librairie des livres interdits

Marc Levy

Description

From the New York Times bestselling author of Half-Blood Dragon.
Nala is a slave. Ciaran is a soldier. They were bound to be enemies.

Humans and elves have been at war for ages, but when a mysterious sorceress begins her rampage of elven territory, the king of the elves is desperate to even the battlefield.
Her daughter exists somewhere, hidden amongst the common people.
And, she doesn't even know it.

Nala is ripped from her home and launched into an epic adventure of survival, love, and magic unlike anything she'd ever dreamed.

Any chance for an ordinary life is long gone, and when she finds herself falling for the enemy, she'll find freedom in the most unlikely of places.

Join K.N. Lee and Nicole Zoltack on an epic journey through the mystical world of Elantria where elves, satyrs, wizards, and fairies exist. This coming-of-age high fantasy is perfect for fans of Brandon Sanderson's Mistborn, C. Greenwood, and Sarah J. Maas' Throne of Glass.

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Reading Order:

Touched by Magic

Betrayed by Blood

Deceived by Fire

Exclusive Excerpt:

Pale, and blood-streaked, the bodies of their enemies were lain in rows that lined the road into the Elantrian kingdom's capital.

Elves.
The stench of rotting flesh burned Eisa's nostrils.
This was war.
It was never clean.
Never fair.
This was the Divine Army, ordained by the gods to wipe out all enemies of magic.With her staff resting over her shoulder, she led the procession of slaves from the top of her battle-mare. At her side rode, Ryce, her second in command.
She glanced at him--at the scar she'd given him when they were only teenagers fighting for the Grand Wizard position. It stretched across his face, from brow to cheek.
Magic was a dangerous weapon, and she knew how it use it better than anyone in the realm.
Still, he knew her sacrifice better than most--what she gave up to follow her destiny.
"The gods will bless us for this victory," Sol said, her gap-toothed smile shining in Eisa's direction.
Sol flew down from the clouds, her blonde braids stained with crimson blood from the battle they'd just won. Her translucent wings flapped behind her as she slowed to fly alongside.
The battle was over. But, the war with the elves was just beginning.