The Wicked King
Holly Black, 2019
Φαντασίας ΝεανικάΦιλοσοφίαΣύγχρονη πεζογραφία
Ατμόσφαιρα: λαχτάρα, φόβος και τρυφερότητα. Μιλά για την εξουσία, την αγάπη και την πίστη.
Μια σελίδα από το βιβλίο
The three of you have one solution to every problem. Murder. No key fits every lock.” Cardan gives us all a stern look, holding up a long-fingered hand with my stolen ruby ring still on one finger. “Someone tries to betray the High King, murder. Someone gives you a harsh look, murder. Someone disrespects you, murder. Someone ruins your laundry, murder. Βιβλία με παρόμοια αίσθηση
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Ερωτήσεις αναγνωστών
- Πώς είναι το «The Wicked King»;
- Ατμόσφαιρα: λαχτάρα, φόβος και τρυφερότητα. Μιλά για την εξουσία, την αγάπη και την πίστη.
- Τι να διαβάσω μετά το «The Wicked King»;
- Αν σου άρεσε το «The Wicked King», δοκίμασε «Lightlark» (Alex Aster), «King's Cage» (Victoria Aveyard) και «Siege and Storm» (Leigh Bardugo).
Μια γεύση από τη ροή
What it sounds like when someone could ruin you and chooses not to.
I could open a black hole that would swallow the beach. I could turn the sea dark as ink and kill everything inside of it. I could demolish the castle, brick by brick, from where we stand. I could take you back to Nightshade lands with me right now.” His voice was deep as dreams, dark as nightmares. “I could do all of those things.” His lips pressed against the top of her ear, for just a moment. “And I might—if I didn’t think you would hate me for it.
Lightlark · Alex Aster
What it means when the eyes you fear are a mother's eyes.
And his eyes are worst of all. Her eyes, Elara’s eyes. Once I thought them cold, made of living ice. Now I know better. The hottest fires burn blue, and his eyes are no exception.
King's Cage · Victoria Aveyard
The loneliest thing anyone can say is that they stayed.
Why won’t you leave me alone?” I whispered one night as he hovered behind me while I tried to work at my desk. Long minutes passed. I didn’t think he would answer. I even had time to hope he might have gone, until I felt his hand on my shoulder. “Then I’d be alone, too," he said, and he stayed the whole night through, till the lamps burned down to nothing.
Siege and Storm · Leigh Bardugo
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