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Random House presents the audiobook edition of Lancelot by Giles Kristian. The legions of Rome are a fading memory. Enemies stalk the fringes of Britain. And Uther Pendragon is dying. Into this fractured and uncertain world the boy is cast, a refugee from fire, murder and betrayal. An outsider whose only companions are a hateful hawk and memories of the lost. Yet he is gifted, and under the watchful eyes of Merlin and the Lady Nimue he will hone his talents and begin his journey to manhood.

Die Zukunft Britanniens liegt um Dunkeln. Die Herrschaft der Römer ist nur noch eine blasse Erinnerung. Doch das Land ist zerrüttet und die Zeit des Großkönigs Uther Pendragon geht zu Ende. Fernab von den Zentren der Macht, auf einer kleinen Insel, wächst ein Waisenjunge auf. Er ist mittellos, doch große Lehrmeister teilen ihr Wissen mit ihm. Er ist geschickt, und weiß mit Tieren umzugehen. Seine unverbrüchliche Treue zu einem neuen König wird dem Land Hoffnung schenken. Seine Liebe zu einer mächtigen Frau wird es spalten.

From what we have relearned in recent history about the way magnetism, gravity, centrifugal and centripetal force, as well as the many other forces one giant body exerts upon another, we know the medievalists had it right all along. When the moon gets too close and too bright, it makes us crazy. In that spirit, editor Lancelot Schaubert rounded up sci-fi and fantasy writers Anne Greenwood Brown, Juliet Marillier, LJ Cohen, Anthony G. Cirilla, FC Shultz, and Emily Munro to write about cosmic influence.

Lancelot, the greatest Knight of Camelot is almost flogged to death, exiled, and stripped of the King's grace. Separated from the man he loves and the kingdom he calls home, he travels from England to Europe to begin a lonely, desperate life when he meets someone who will alter his perspective forever.

Out of time and place, Wreaker walks into a coffee shop on Long Island. They do not take gold bullion for payment. They do not hand pluck their tea leaves from the tree of life. Their tables can't even support the weight of Öfugr, his sacred ancient weapon. So how will he ever get his coffee?

Who in Galactic Central Command gives a rip about some lug nuts and a requisition form? I mean, who really cares that a systems engineer ordered 160 of them? Except those lug nuts changed everything and now he's called before a court marshal under accusation for treason, mutiny, theft, and murder. All because of those 160 lug nuts. What's so important about a bagful of hardware?

As aliens from the future try to deny the reality of the Joplin falls due to its prevalence in 21st-century art, Stacy uses everything in his power to defend the river and the falling water.

Once more, my friends and colleagues and I have banded together to compose literature connecting astronomy and mythology to create Of Gods and Globes II. Each one of us chose a name that connected astronomy and mythology.

"ll y a plus de mille ans vivait en Bretagne un Enchanteur qui se nommait Merlin. Il était jeune et beau, il avait l'œil vif, malicieux, un sourire un peu moqueur, des mains fines, la grâce d'un danseur, la nonchalance d'un chat, la vivacité d'une hirondelle. Le temps passait sur lui sans le toucher. Il avait la jeunesse éternelle des forêts. Il possédait les pouvoirs, et ne les utilisait que pour le bien, ou ce qu'il croyait être le bien, mais parfois il commettait une erreur."

I never wanted to share Gwen, not with anyone, and definitely not with Lancelot. But now that he’s gone and the truth about my past has been revealed, everything is different. I used to be a king. I lived my life shrouded by a lie. Afraid to take the love I desperately wanted - love from my queen as well as my knight. That fear is the reason I lost both of them. This is my second chance to be the man Gwen needs, to take up Excalibur and stop the apocalypse, and to finally accept who I truly am. I am Arthur Pendragon, at least, I was.

A cowboy separated from his wife visits an ambassador's gala above an active volcano. Magical terrorists attack. Separated from his clothes and family, he must wield a lightning wand against an invading army in hopes to set the fantastic world's diplomats free.

At 10-feet, four inches tall, Gowanus was the runt of the litter. Working the mines of No’ad took strength and height, unless you had the smarts to be able to help the dwarves invent and build new mining tools. He didn’t have smarts and didn’t have height, and yet his curiosity got the better of him: Where had Sakima gone? In an attempt to find the rogue giant Sakima, Gowanus learns the secret to how the giants have spread so far, so fast and comes face-to-face with the worst betrayal of giant-kind.

Went to the doctor, complained about my immune system, asked about supplements. He smirked. Asked him if something's funny. He called American supplements ignorant. Said he had something better, just approved. "Nanoimmunity bot". Looked like aspirin. Dumb price, but insurance would pay, so... It engineers new paths toward health, teaches my body to adapt to "health threats".

I woke to a mass of men writhing and broken, moving as one in their attempt to reach that great circle of light. They looked like ants, but ants without exoskeletons: their soft bits shredding, their hard bits breaking, to make a sort of chicken-leg jello out of humanity. The cries of pain and cries of triumph mixed. But one man keeps saying, "2π28.57mm. 2π28.57mm. 2π28.57mm.” Pointing at the circle of light. Claiming he cut it. Cut what? And why?

When the æristocracy decides to withdraw their blimps from the Venusian economy and head back to an abandoned Earth, the surf-turned-æristocrat Sir Thomas begins tearing down their entire economy in order to save millions of lives. A dystopian sci-fi about class warfare, The Blimps of Venus shows us the true motives behind eugenics and other evils.

A young pirate-in-training shadows his dad as his father chases down the man who stole his cargo. Confronted with cannons, the young pirate fears their tiny 15-man crew will die quickly, but his father shows him a magic more powerful than all the cannon fire in the world. The only problem? It's not iron and cotton the other pirate stole.