Этот фик весьма специфический и я хочу предупредить о его некоторых особенностях. Будет пропущен 5 год обучения Гарри, так как он не имеет важного значения в данной сюжетной линии. Действия развиваются на 6 года обучения Гарри и его друзей.
В данном фике я использовала любимые моменты из некоторых фильмов, но старалась их «спрятать» поглубже в сюжет. В этом фике будет сильна мелодраматическая составляющая, поэтому принципиальных противников данного жанра прошу не беспокоиться. Конечно, на фоне любви и выявления родственных связей, не забуду и о важной цели борьбы Добра и Зла в мире волшебников.
Многих интересовало, почему в моем предыдущем фике «Последняя Схватка» Рон играет не существенную роль. Так вот, на этот раз от него будет зависеть очень многое. Однажды, он будет держать в руках спасение всего мира. Данный фанфик не является продолжением фанфика «Последняя схватка» и никаких общих сюжетных линий не предусматривает.
Данный фанфик не является и не претендует на детальное и скрупулезное воплощение мыслей Роулинг. Я отразила в нем свое видение роулинговских героев, сюжетных линий и волшебного мира. Я писала так, как мне нравится. Возможны некоторые противоречия с первоисточниками.
Он состоит из двух частей. Часть первая: «Четверо Избранных» (The Chosen Fours), часть вторая: «Жезл Смерти» (The Baton of Death). Свои пожелания и претензии направляйте на мой адрес.
Выражаю благодарность моему редактору Free Spirit.
There’s something achingly familiar about Daniel Grigori.
Mysterious and aloof, he captures Luce Price’s attention from the moment she sees him on her first day at the Sword & Cross boarding school in sultry Savannah, Georgia. He’s the one bright spot in a place where cell phones are forbidden, the other students are all screw-ups, and security cameras watch every move.
Even though Daniel wants nothing to do with Luce—and goes out of his way to make that very clear—she can’t let it go. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, she has to find out what Daniel is so desperate to keep secret… even if it kills her.
Luce would die for Daniel.
And she has. Over and over again. Throughout time, Luce and Daniel have found each other, only to be painfully torn apart: Luce dead, Daniel left broken and alone. But perhaps it doesn't need to be that way. . . .
Luce is certain that something — or someone — in a past life can help her in her present one. So she begins the most important journey of this lifetime . . . going back eternities to witness firsthand her romances with Daniel . . . and finally unlock the key to making their love last.
Cam and the legions of angels and Outcasts are desperate to catch Luce, but none are as frantic as Daniel. He chases Luce through their shared pasts, terrified of what might happen if she rewrites history.
Because their romance for the ages could go up in flames . . . forever.
Sweeping across centuries, PASSION is the third novel in the unforgettably epic FALLEN series.
The sky is dark with wings . . . .
Like sand in an hourglass, time is running out for Luce and Daniel. To stop Lucifer from erasing the past they must find the place where the angels fell to earth. Dark forces are after them, and Daniel doesn’t know if he can do this—live only to lose Luce again and again.
Yet together they will face an epic battle that will end with lifeless bodies . . . and angel dust. Great sacrifices are made. Hearts are destroyed. And suddenly Luce knows what must happen.
For she was meant to be with someone other than Daniel. The curse they’ve borne has always and only been about her—and the love she cast aside. The choice she makes now will be the only one that truly matters.
In the fight for Luce, who will win?
The astonishing conclusion to the FALLEN series. Heaven can’t wait any longer.
Hell on earth.
That's what it's like for Luce to be apart from her fallen angel boyfriend, Daniel.
It took them an eternity to find one another, but now he has told her he must go away. Just long enough to hunt down the Outcasts — immortals who want to kill Luce. Daniel hides Luce at Shoreline, a school on the rocky California coast with unusually gifted students: Nephilim, the offspring of fallen angels and humans.
At Shoreline, Luce learns what the Shadows are, and how she can use them as windows to her previous lives. Yet the more Luce learns, the more she suspects that Daniel hasn't told her everything. He's hiding something — something dangerous.
What if Daniel's version of the past isn't actually true? What if Luce is really meant to be with someone else?
The second novel in the addictive FALLEN series . . . where love never dies.
Trop curieux de la vie pour se satisfaire de la discipline monastique, Roger choisit de se faire marchand ambulant pour arpenter les chemins du monde. Malgré son jeune âge, le colporteur a plus d'un tour dans sa besace et, mieux que marottes ou colifichets, c'est un profond sens de l'observation et de l'analyse qu'il va mettre au service des heurs et malheurs de ses contemporains. En cette fin du Xve siècle, alors que la Guerre des Deux-Roses déchire l'Angleterre, ce ne sont pas de minces atouts.
Pour ce digne descendant de frère Cadfael, auquel on l'a souvent comparé, Kate Sedley réinvente et reconstitue les faits divers de l'époque haute en couleur où le Moyen Age anglais vit ses derniers instants.
Août 1476 : Roger Chapman rentre chez lui après un paisible été de colportage. Cependant, à la demande du duc de Clarence, il se détourne de son chemin pour escorter une future mariée partie à la rencontre de son fiancé. Las ! le fiancé s'est évanoui dans la nature, puis c'est au tour de son frère. Roger fait alors le lien entre ces disparitions et la découverte d'un ancien manuscrit, écrit dans une langue étrangère. Mais à mesure qu'il déchiffre le manuscrit, il prend conscience qu'un plus grand mystère se trouve au coeur de l'énigme.
« Personnage atypique, descriptions savoureuses de l'Angleterre au XVe siècle, Roger a un je-ne-sais-quoi de perspicacité malicieuse qui rend crédible la comparaison avec le célèbre frère Cadfael. »
En ce mois de janvier 1473, Roger le colporteur est de retour à Bristol. Cette fois, il est hébergé chez Margaret Walker. La modeste fileuse se trouve impliquée malgré elle dans une énigme qui perturbe la vie de la cité. Robert Herepath, un beau jeune homme criblé de dettes, a été pendu pour le meurtre de William Woodward, le père de Margaret, et ceci sans aucune preuve, pas même le corps de Woodward ! Pourtant, toute la ville a accusé Robert, y compris la belle et douce Cicely, désormais inconsolable. Et, quelques mois après la pendaison, William Woodward réapparaît, blessé et amnésique ! Margaret serait-elle complice ou simple victime de cette effrayante machination ?
Roger le colporteur, déjà rencontré dans Le Colporteur et la mort, arpente la campagne anglaise en homme libre. Au cours de ses périples, il croise toujours le danger et élucide des mystères. Dans La Corde au cou, au dénouement est aussi poignant qu'inattendu, le lecteur est maintenu en haleine par un suspense sans faille et une grande finesse dans l'étude psychologique des personnages.
Hiver 1476. Au terme de l’un des épisodes de la fameuse guerre des Roses, qui oppose la maison de Lancastre à celle d’York autour de la couronne d’Angleterre, Edouard IV a fini par imposer le pouvoir des York, mais des querelles intestines déchirent la famille régnante. Roger le Colporteur s’apprête à passer l’hiver à Bristol, dans le cottage de sa belle-mère Margaret. Dans l’esprit du Retour de Martin Guerre, nouvelle enquête – sa huitième – pour Roger le Colporteur... et nouvelle vie !
En l'an 1471, en pleine guerre des Deux-Roses, Roger le colporteur s'engage pour la première fois sur les dangereuses routes d'Angleterre. À Bristol, il est logé chez l'échevin Weaver où la servante lui conte que Clément, le fils de la maison, a disparu à Londres quelques mois plus tôt. On l'a vu pour la dernière fois devant l'auberge La Confiance. Ému par ce malheur, Roger promet d'enquêter. Sa route le mène ensuite à Cantorbéry où il apprend que maître Mallory a disparu dans les mêmes circonstances... et au même endroit ! Arrivé à Londres, Roger tient sa promesse et découvre des aubergistes... pas comme les autres !
Pour Roger le Colporteur, sa vie, c'est la route. Son métier est d'aller de ville en ville vendre sa marchandise. Et c'est au hasard des rencontres et des lieux qu'il se trouve impliqué bien malgré lui dans des évènements violents. Cette fois, il quitte son domicile et part affronter le froid mordant de janvier. Sa rencontre avec Ulnoth, un Saxon vivant en ermite, va changer le cours de son voyage.
Fallen angels sure seem poised to become the new vampires, with a similarly ideal blend of brooding mystery and sexy rebellion. After a fiery accident kills a boy she is crushing on, Luce gets sent to a reform school populated, most notably, by two gorgeous fellas, Daniel and Cam. Cam is safe and charming and eager to win Luce’s affections, while Daniel operates somewhere between aloof and downright hostile toward her. Readers will figure out Luce and Daniel’s star-crossed-lovers angle early on, making the hints dropped throughout about past lives and dangerous fates more obvious than compelling. Although there’s not enough story to justify the length of this series opener, readers who stick with it get rewarded with a climactic payoff that far exceeds the buildup. The final pages’ flurry of delicious information about what’s really going on with the cadre of angels and demons will likely leave readers more intrigued by what’s next than invested in what just happened. Perhaps the sequel will contain an explanation of what these immortal types are doing at a reform school in the first place. Grades 9-12. --Ian Chipman
Lees mee met de eerdere levens van de belangrijkste personages uit de Fallen-serie.
Soms komt liefde onverwacht. Soms blijft liefde onbeantwoord. Soms is liefde verboden. Soms is liefde voor eeuwig. Vier bijzondere liefdesgeschiedenissen komen samen in middeleeuws Engeland. Shelby en Miles vinden liefde waar ze het niet verwachten. Voor Roland heeft één verkeerde beslissing uit het verleden pijnlijke gevolgen. Arriane staat voor een belangrijke en moeilijke keuze. En Daniël en Luce kunnen Valentijnsdag eindelijk eens samen beleven…
Hel op aarde. Zo voelt het voor Luce om gescheiden te zijn van haar grote liefde Daniël. Het kostte eeuwen om elkaar te vinden en nu heeft hij haar weggestuurd zodat ze veilig is voor de schaduwen die een eind aan haar leven willen maken. Daniël verstopt Luce op een speciale school aan de ruige kust van Californië. Hier komt Luce steeds meer te weten over haar voorbije levens. Maar hoe meer ze ontdekt, hoe meer ze begint te vermoeden dat Daniël haar niet alles heeft verteld. Hij houdt iets achter, iets gevaarlijks. Wat als Daniëls versie van de waarheid niet helemaal waar is? Wat als Luce eigenlijk is voorbestemd voor een ander? Het adembenemende vervolg op de internationale bestseller Fallen
Luce is bereid te sterven voor Daniël. En dat heeft ze ook gedaan, keer op keer. Door de tijd heen hebben Luce en Daniël elkaar telkens weer gevonden, om daarna weer pijnlijk uit elkaar gehaald te worden: Luce dood, Daniël alleen en gebroken. Maar misschien hoeft het niet altijd zo te gaan... Luce is er zeker van dat iets of iemand uit een vroeger leven haar kan helpen. Ze begint aan de meest belangrijke reis van haar leven en gaat eeuwen terug om zelf getuige te zijn van haar romance met Daniël. Zo hoopt ze een manier te vinden waardoor hun liefde eeuwig zal kunnen bestaan. Cam, de engelen en de Verschoppelingen proberen verwoed om Luce tegen te houden. Maar ze zijn niet zo wanhopig als Daniël, die Luce achtervolgt door de eeuwen heen, doodsbang voor wat er kan gebeuren als zij de geschiedenis herschrijft. Hun eeuwige liefde zou in vlammen op kunnen gaan, voor altijd...
Hilda is called to the rescue by Snow White, as strange things are happening around the castle where the princess lives. Will Hilda and friends get to the bottom of it? Book 5 in the series of Hilda the Wicked Witch.
Lauren Kate is the internationally bestselling author of The Betrayal of Natalie Hargrove and the Fallen novels: Fallen, Torment, Passion, and the forthcoming Rapture. Her books have been translated into more than thirty languages. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband. You can visit her online at www.laurenkatebooks.net.
The voices reached her in the murky darkness. Come back! Wait!
She ignored them, pressing further. Echoes of her name bounced off the shadowy walls of the Announ cer, sending licks of heat rippling across her skin. Was that Daniel’s voice or Cam’s? Arriane’s or Gabbe’s? Was it Roland pleading that she come back now, or was that Miles?
The calls grew harder to discern, until Luce couldn’t tell them apart at all: good or evil. Enemy or friend. They should have been easier to separate, but nothing was easy anymore. Everything that had once been black and white now blended into gray.
Of course, both sides agreed on one thing: Everyone wanted to pull her out of the Announcer. For her protection, they would claim.
Not after they’d wrecked her parents’ backyard, made it into another one of their dusty battlefields. She couldn’t think about her parents’ faces without wanting to turn back—not like she’d even know how to turn back inside an Announcer, anyway. Besides, it was too late. Cam had tried to kill her. Or what he thought was her. And Miles had saved her, but even that wasn’t simple. He’d only been able to throw her reflection because he cared about her too much.
And Daniel? Did he care enough? She couldn’t tell.
In the end, when the Outcast had approached her, Daniel and the others had stared at Luce like she was the one who owed them something. You are our entrance into Heaven, the Outcast had told her. The price. What had that meant? Until a couple of weeks ago she hadn’t even known the Outcasts existed. And yet, they wanted something from her—badly enough to battle Daniel for it. It must have had to do with the curse, the one that kept Luce reincarnated lifetime after lifetime. But what did they think Luce could do?
Was the answer buried somewhere here?
Her stomach lurched as she tumbled senselessly through the cold shadow, deep inside the chasm of the dark Announcer. Luce—
The voices began to fade and grow dimmer. Soon they were barely whispers. Almost like they had given up. Until—
They started to grow louder again. Louder and clearer. Luce— No. She clamped her eyes shut to try to block them out. Lucinda— Lucy— Lucia— Luschka—
She was cold and she was tired and she didn’t want to hear them. For once, she wanted to be left alone. Luschka! Luschka! Luschka!
Her feet hit something with a thwump.
Something very, very cold.
She was standing on solid ground. She knew she wasn’t tumbling anymore, though she couldn’t see anything in front of her except for the blanket of blackness. Then she looked down at her Converse sneakers.
They were planted in a blanket of snow that reached midway up her calves. The dank coolness that she was used to—the shadowy tunnel she’d been traveling through, out of her backyard, into the past—was giving way to something else. Something blustery and absolutely frigid.
The first time Luce had stepped through an Announcer—from her Shoreline dorm room to Las Vegas—she’d been with her friends Shelby and Miles. At the end of the passage they’d met a barrier: a dark, shadowy curtain between them and the city. Because Miles was the only one who’d read the texts on stepping through, he’d started swiping the Announcer with a circular motion until the murky black shadow flaked away. Luce hadn’t known until now that he’d been troubleshooting.
This time, there was no barrier. Maybe because she was traveling alone, through an Announcer summoned of her own fierce will. But the way out was so easy. Almost too easy. The veil of blackness simply parted.
A blast of cold tore into her, making her knees lock with the chill. Her ribs stiffened and
her eyes teared in the sharp, sudden wind.
Where was she?
Luce already regretted her panicked jump through time. Yes, she needed an escape, and yes, she wanted to trace her past, to save her former selves from all the pain, to understand what kind of love she’d had with Daniel all those other times. To feel it instead of being told about it. To understand—and then fix—whatever curse had been inflicted on Daniel and her.
But not like this. Frozen, alone, and completely unprepared for wherever, whenever she was.
She could see a snowy street in front of her, a steel-gray sky above white buildings. She could hear something rumbling in the distance. But she didn’t want to think about what any of it meant.
“Wait,” she whispered to the Announcer.
The shadow drifted hazily a foot or so beyond her fingertips. She tried to grasp it, but the Announcer eluded her, flicking farther away. She leaped for it, and caught a tiny damp piece of it between her fingers—
But then, in an instant, the Announcer shattered into soft black fragments on the snow. They faded, then were gone.
“Great,” she muttered. “Now what?”
In the distance, the narrow road curved left to meet a shadowy intersection. The sidewalks were piled high with shoveled snow, which had been packed against two long banks of white stone buildings. They were striking, unlike anything Luce had ever seen, a few stories tall, with their entire façades carved into rows of bright white arches and elaborate columns.
All the windows were dark. Luce got the sense that the whole city might be dark. The only light came from a single gas streetlamp. If there was any moon, it was hidden by a thick blanket of cloud. Again something rumbled in the sky. Thunder?
Luce hugged her arms around her chest. She was freezing.
A woman’s voice. Hoarse and raspy, like someone who’d spent her whole life barking orders. But the voice was trembling, too.
“Luschka, you idiot. Where are you?”
She sounded closer now. Was she talking to Luce? There was something else about that voice, something strange that Luce couldn’t quite put into words.
When a figure came hobbling around the snowy street corner, Luce stared at the woman, trying to place her. She was very short and a little hunched over, maybe in her late sixties. Her bulky clothes seemed too big for her body. Her hair was tucked under a thick black scarf. When she saw Luce, her face scrunched into a complicated grimace.
“Where have you been?”
Luce looked around. She was the only other person on the street. The old woman was speaking to her.
“Right here,” she heard herself say.
She clapped a hand over her mouth. So that was what had seemed so bizarre about the old woman’s voice: She was speaking a language Luce had never learned. And yet, not only did Luce understand every word, but she could speak it back.
“I could kill you,” the woman said, breathing heavily as she rushed toward Luce and threw her arms around her.
For such a frail-looking woman, her embrace was strong. The warmth of another body pressing into Luce after so much intense cold made her almost want to cry. She hugged back hard.
“Grandma?” she whispered, her lips close to the woman’s ear, somehow knowing that was who the woman was.
“Of all the nights I get off work to find you gone,” the woman said. “Now you’re skipping around in the middle of the street like a lunatic? Did you even go to work today? Where is your sister?”
There was the rumbling in the sky again. It sounded like a bad storm moving closer. Moving fast. Luce shivered and shook her head. She didn’t know.
“Aha,” the woman said. “Not so carefree now.” She squinted at Luce, then pushed her away to get a closer look. “My God, what are you wearing?”
Luce fidgeted as her past life’s grandmother gaped at her jeans and ran her knobby fingers over the buttons of Luce’s flannel shirt. She grabbed Luce’s short, tangled ponytail. “Sometimes I think you are as crazy as your father, may he rest in peace.”
“I just—” Luce’s teeth were chattering. “I didn’t know it was going to be so cold.”
The woman spat on the snow to show her disapproval. She peeled off her overcoat. “Take this before you catch your death.” She bundled the coat roughly around Luce, whose fingers were half frozen as she struggled to button it. Then her grandmother untied the scarf from her neck and wrapped it around Luce’s head.
A great boom in the sky startled both of them. Now Luce knew it wasn’t thunder. “What is that?” she whispered.
The old woman stared at her. “The war,” she muttered. “Did you lose your wits along with your clothes? Come now. We must go.”
As they waded down the snowy street, over the rough cobbles and the tram tracks set into them, Luce realized that the city wasn’t empty after all. Few cars were parked along the road, but occasionally, down the darkened side streets, she heard the whinnies of carriage horses waiting for orders, their frosty breaths clotting the air. Silhouetted bodies scampered across rooftops. Down an alley, a man in a torn overcoat helped three small children through the hatched doors of a basement.
Amazon.com: Luce and Daniel's story is very romantic. What inspired you to write a love story between a human and an angel? Lauren Kate: I’ve been writing love stories for as long as I’ve been writing. To me, the most complicated romances make the most interesting narratives, so I’m always looking for new obstacles to throw in my lovers’ paths. When I was getting my masters degree in fiction, I was studying biblical narratives and came across a line in Genesis (6:1-4), which describes a group of angels who fell in love with mortal women. Putting this reference together with a mention in Isaiah and another in Palsm 82, biblical scholars conclude that these angels were actually cast out of Heaven for their lust. Which means--you could say--that these angels chose love over Heaven. I found this to be an endlessly interesting set up for an incredibly complicated romance. I started thinking about what kind of mortal girl it would take to attract an angel’s attention. And what it would be like for her to find herself in this position. What kind of baggage would an angel have? What would her very over-protective parents think? From there, this whole world unfurled in my head with fallen angels, demons, reincarnation, and the war between good and evil all battling for a piece of the action.
Amazon.com: We've been wondering about the "mechanics" of Luce and Daniel's story (for lack of a better word). Does Daniel age? Or does he stay seventeen forever (while Luce grows older)? And with that said, what does he do while Luce is growing up in each of her lives? What was he doing before he met Luce in this life? Kate: What’s important about angels is not their bodies but their souls. In their purest forms, they’re actually genderless, but for my story to work--for the angels to come down to earth and interact with mortals--they all assume human bodies and attach themselves to human genders. Daniel is eternal and will live on forever, but the body Luce sees him in (gorgeous as it is) is really just a shell for the soul that she loves. There’s not the feeling of a ticking clock in the background as there might be with, say, a vampire story. Right now I’m writing Passion, the prequel where we’ll see Luce and Daniel in a dozen other lifetimes, so I’m exploring a lot of these mechanics (a great word for it, by the way) between the angel’s bodies and souls.
The way Daniel occupies himself in between Luces varies from life to life. His soul is least at rest just after she’s died, before she’s incarnated into another life--when she is “in between.” During her lives, even when he isn’t with her, he is always aware of her age, what she’s going through, how she’s doing. He has a sort of internal Lucinda clock. Sometimes he meets her as a child, sometimes he tries to stay away from her as long as possible, to give her as much of a life outside of him as he can. In the years leading up to the life where they meet at Sword and Cross, Daniel was living on Skid Row in Los Angeles.
Amazon.com:Fallen and Torment talk a lot about the history of Heaven and Hell, the different classes of Angels, and the rules of human-angel interaction. Obviously these themes are explored heavily in religious texts, but were there other sources that informed your story? Kate:It’s interesting because there is actually very little in the Bible about angels--a few mentions in the Old Testament, a few more in the new. And the mentions that we do have are often vague or contradictory. Most of what we think of when we think of angels today comes from secular or cultural contexts. Seventy-five percent of it might have come from Milton alone. I worked with a biblical scholar at UC Davis who pointed me toward some apocryphal texts (books written during the same as the bible, but which were not included in the book when the canon was closed). Books like Enoch 1-3 and the Dead Sea Scrolls are chock full of angel references. I also read a trilogy on Satan and a book called the A History of Heaven both by Jeffrey Burton Russell, as well as a great book by Harold Bloom called Omens of the Millennium.
I got so engrossed in all of the research I did for Fallen that I had a hard time knowing when to stop reading and when to start writing. I had to realize that it was okay for me to pick and choose things from various accounts, to look past contradictions, and to come up with my own angel mythology. That’s what Milton did, after all!
Amazon.com: What is Cam's deal? We're not convinced that he's totally evil--in Fallen, he seemed to be trying to protect Luce by keeping her away from Daniel, and in Torment he and Daniel reach a mysterious truce, again to protect Luce. Will we be seeing more of him in book 3? Kate:Speaking of Milton, isn’t it fascinating that Satan is the most interesting character in Paradise Lost? From the start of this series, I have wanted to test the boundaries between what is “good” and what is “evil.” How and when do those terms get applied? Are they black and white or is there some flexibility along the spectrum? Obviously it’s much more interesting if Heaven and Hell/good and evil work as binaries: opposites that orbit each other and are pulled toward each other with a mutual gravitation. We see that at the end of Fallen and in Torment with Daniel and Cam’s truce. The idea that good and evil rely on each other is as old as the oldest dualistic religion, Zoroastrianism (on whose shoulders both Judaism and Christianity stood).
So yes, there is more to Cam than pure evil! (Especially since his character--the charming side of his character anyway--was based loosely on my husband.) We’ll see a lot of him in Passion and will even begin to understand how he got where he is today.
Amazon.com: Can you tell us a little bit about book 3? Will we find out more about Luce and Daniel's past lives? Kate:Passion is going to be the craziest, coolest book I’ve ever written! I’m halfway through the first draft right now and it is so rewarding to finally get to delve into Luce and Daniel’s past lives together. The history these two share is the stuff of epics, and I am learning so many new things about them as I write. For any reader out there feeling tortured by the teasing hints of so many thrilling past lives: Passion is your book! Everything--well, almost everything--will be illuminated.
»Sein Puls ging schneller. Das Spiel konnte beginnen.«
Chevy Bankes ist Sammler. Er sammelt Frauenschreie, um die Stimmen in
seinem Kopf zum Schweigen zu bringen. Jedes Mal, wenn der Psychopath den
letzten Schrei seiner Opfer auf Tonband aufgenommen hat, ruft er die
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Sheridan die junge Frau vor dem Wahnsinnigen beschützen können? Die Zeit
ist knapp, der Killer so nah … »Eine fesselnde Story, Herzklopfen bis
zum Hals, Spannung vom Feinsten.« Publishers Weekly