The Rose & the Dagger
(Sprache: Englisch)
In a land on the brink of war, Shahrzad has been torn from the love of her husband Khalid, the Caliph of Khorasan. She is reunited with her family, who have taken refuge with enemies of Khalid, and Tariq, her childhood sweetheart, who commands forces set on...
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In a land on the brink of war, Shahrzad has been torn from the love of her husband Khalid, the Caliph of Khorasan. She is reunited with her family, who have taken refuge with enemies of Khalid, and Tariq, her childhood sweetheart, who commands forces set on destroying Khalid's empire. Shazi tries to uncover powers that may lie dormant within her, break the curse and reunite with her one true love.
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The #1 New York Times bestselling sequel to the breathtaking bestseller The Wrath and the Dawn"A satisfying fast-paced conclusion, Ahdieh explores the difficulty of family, lasting loyalty, and love giving you a tale you won't soon forget."--InStyle
In a land on the brink of war, Shahrzad has been torn from the love of her husband Khalid, the Caliph of Khorasan. She once believed him a monster, but his secrets revealed a man tormented by guilt and a powerful curse-one that might keep them apart forever. Reunited with her family, who have taken refuge with enemies of Khalid, and Tariq, her childhood sweetheart, she should be happy. But Tariq now commands forces set on destroying Khalid's empire. Shahrzad is almost a prisoner caught between loyalties to people she loves. But she refuses to be a pawn and devises a plan. While her father, Jahandar, continues to play with magical forces he doesn't yet understand, Shahrzad tries to uncover powers that may lie dormant within her. With the help of a tattered old carpet and a tempestuous but sage young man, Shahrzad will attempt to break the curse and reunite with her one true love.
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PROLOGUE The girl was eleven and three-quarters.
Three very important quarters.
They d been of consequence when her father had left her in charge this morning, with an important task to accomplish. So, with a world-weary sigh, she pushed up her tattered sleeves and heaved rubble into the nearby wheelbarrow.
It s so heavy, her eight-year-old brother complained, as he struggled to move a piece of debris from their home. He coughed when a cloud of soot rose from the charred remains.
Let me help. The girl dropped her shovel with a clang.
I didn t say I needed help!
We should work together, or we won t finish cleaning everything before Baba returns home. She braced her fists on her hips while glaring down at him.
Look around you! He threw his hands in the air. We ll never finish cleaning everything.
Her eyes followed his hands.
The clay walls of their home were ripped apart. Broken. Blackened. Their roof opened up to the heavens. To a dull and forlorn sky.
To what once had been a glorious city.
A midday sun lay hidden behind the shattered rooftops of Rey. It cut shadows of light and dark across angry stone and scorched marble. Here and there, smoldering piles of rubble served as a harsh reminder of what had taken place only a few short days ago.
The young girl hardened her gaze and stepped closer to her brother.
If you don t want to work, then wait outside. But I m going to keep working. Someone has to. Again, she reached for her shovel.
The boy kicked at a nearby stone. It skittered across the packed earth before crashing to a halt at the foot of a hooded stranger standing by the remains of their door.
Tensing her grip on the shovel, the girl eased her brother behind her.
May I help you . . . ? She paused. The stranger s black rida was embroidered in silver and gold thread. The scabbard of his sword was finely etched and delicately bejeweled, and his sandals were cut from the highest-quality calfskin.
He was
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no mere brigand.
The girl stood taller. May I help you, sahib?
When he did not answer right away, the girl raised the shovel higher, her brow taut and her heart hammering in her chest.
The stranger stepped from beneath the sagging doorjamb. He threw back his hood and raised both palms in supplication. Each of his gestures was careful, and he moved with a liquid kind of grace.
As he strode into a weak slice of light, the girl saw his face for the first time.
He was younger than she expected. No more than twenty.
His face approached beautiful. But its angles were too harsh, his expression too severe. The sunlight on his hands revealed something at odds with the rest of his finery; the skin of his palms was red and cracked and peeling evidence of hard labor.
His tired eyes were a tawny-gold color. She d seen eyes like that once. In a painting of a lion.
I didn t mean to startle you, the stranger said softly. His eyes shifted around the ruin of their one-room abode. May I speak to your father?
The girl s suspicion gripped her once more. He s not here. He went to stand in line for building supplies.
The stranger nodded. And your mother?
She s dead, her brother said, stirring from behind her. The roof fell on her during the storm. She died the next morning.
There was an unassuming quality to his words that the girl did not feel. Because to her brother, the words were not yet real. For after they d lost nearly everything in last year s drought, the storm had taken its final toll on their family.
And her brother had yet to grasp this most rec
The girl stood taller. May I help you, sahib?
When he did not answer right away, the girl raised the shovel higher, her brow taut and her heart hammering in her chest.
The stranger stepped from beneath the sagging doorjamb. He threw back his hood and raised both palms in supplication. Each of his gestures was careful, and he moved with a liquid kind of grace.
As he strode into a weak slice of light, the girl saw his face for the first time.
He was younger than she expected. No more than twenty.
His face approached beautiful. But its angles were too harsh, his expression too severe. The sunlight on his hands revealed something at odds with the rest of his finery; the skin of his palms was red and cracked and peeling evidence of hard labor.
His tired eyes were a tawny-gold color. She d seen eyes like that once. In a painting of a lion.
I didn t mean to startle you, the stranger said softly. His eyes shifted around the ruin of their one-room abode. May I speak to your father?
The girl s suspicion gripped her once more. He s not here. He went to stand in line for building supplies.
The stranger nodded. And your mother?
She s dead, her brother said, stirring from behind her. The roof fell on her during the storm. She died the next morning.
There was an unassuming quality to his words that the girl did not feel. Because to her brother, the words were not yet real. For after they d lost nearly everything in last year s drought, the storm had taken its final toll on their family.
And her brother had yet to grasp this most rec
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Autoren-Porträt von Renée Ahdieh
Renée Ahdieh
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Renée Ahdieh
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 12 Jahre
- 2017, 448 Seiten, Maße: 13,9 x 20,7 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Nancy Paulsen Books
- ISBN-10: 0147513863
- ISBN-13: 9780147513861
- Erscheinungsdatum: 22.03.2017
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
Praise for The Rose and the Dagger:#1 New York Times Bestseller
"In a stirring storm of swordfights, secrets and sacrifice, Renée Ahdieh splendidly concludes this lushly imagined duology."--USA Today's Happily Ever After
"A satisfying fast-paced conclusion, Ahdieh explores the difficulty of family, lasting loyalty, and love giving you a tale you won't soon forget."--InStyle
"Whimsical, fantasy enthusiasts are sure to adore this sequel."--Buzzfeed
Beautiful, lyrical writing combines with a cohesive plot, richly drawn backdrop, and just the right mix of action and romance to create an undeniable new classic. School Library Journal, starred review
Above all there is the shattering, triumphant catharsis of love In a story about stories, love is the power to speak without words. Thrillingly full of feeling. Kirkus Reviews
Fiery romance, a spirited heroine, shifting loyalties With more than a few heartrending twists and turns. Booklist
Praise for The Wrath and the Dawn:
#1 New York Times Bestseller
#4 on the Summer 2015 Kids' Indie Next List!
An Amazon Best Book of the Year for 2015 Young Adult
A New York Public Library Best Book for Teens for 2015
A Seventeen Magazine Best Book of 2015
A YALSA 2016 Best Fiction for Young Adults Pick
Lushly imagined and powerfully characterized, it s a potent page-turner of intrigue and romance. Publishers Weekly
This book is a fairy tale, a mystery, and promises to become a classic tale of its own. VOYA
Set against a backdrop of political intrigue and a simmering revolution, this is a carefully constructed narrative of uncertain loyalties, searing romance, and subtle magic in a harsh desert city. Booklist, starred review
The rich, Middle Eastern cultural context adds to the author s adept world building a surefire hit with teens.
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School Library Journal, starred review
Renée Ahdieh's lush debut novel, The Wrath and the Dawn, is a suspenseful and beautiful reimagining of The Arabian Nights, with an edge. Shelf Awareness, starred review
Dreamily romantic, deliciously angst-y, addictively thrilling. Kirkus Reviews
Sumptuous detail satisfyingly steamy scenes, along with some angsty push and pull moments between the two for optimal romantic tension. BCCB
Don t be surprised if the pages melt away and you find yourself racing through warm, golden sands or drinking spiced wine in cool marble courtyards. This is an intoxicating gem of a story. You will fall in love, just as I did. Marie Lu, New York Times bestselling author of the Legend series and The Young Elites
In her absorbing debut, Renée Ahdieh spins a tale as mesmerizing as that of her heroine Shahrzad, filled with lush details and brimming with tension. The Wrath and the Dawn is truly an exceptional story, beautifully written. Carrie Ryan, New York Times bestselling author of The Forest of Hands and Teeth
Ahdieh weaves a world that is lush with detail. You will want to hear, taste, and touch everything. But it's not just the world that is vividly alive. The characters are fascinating too: I loved the friendships, romance, and shifts in feeling. A beautifully written book, The Wrath and the Dawn is a story I could not put down. Marie Rutkoski, author of The Winner s Trilogy
Renée Ahdieh's lush debut novel, The Wrath and the Dawn, is a suspenseful and beautiful reimagining of The Arabian Nights, with an edge. Shelf Awareness, starred review
Dreamily romantic, deliciously angst-y, addictively thrilling. Kirkus Reviews
Sumptuous detail satisfyingly steamy scenes, along with some angsty push and pull moments between the two for optimal romantic tension. BCCB
Don t be surprised if the pages melt away and you find yourself racing through warm, golden sands or drinking spiced wine in cool marble courtyards. This is an intoxicating gem of a story. You will fall in love, just as I did. Marie Lu, New York Times bestselling author of the Legend series and The Young Elites
In her absorbing debut, Renée Ahdieh spins a tale as mesmerizing as that of her heroine Shahrzad, filled with lush details and brimming with tension. The Wrath and the Dawn is truly an exceptional story, beautifully written. Carrie Ryan, New York Times bestselling author of The Forest of Hands and Teeth
Ahdieh weaves a world that is lush with detail. You will want to hear, taste, and touch everything. But it's not just the world that is vividly alive. The characters are fascinating too: I loved the friendships, romance, and shifts in feeling. A beautifully written book, The Wrath and the Dawn is a story I could not put down. Marie Rutkoski, author of The Winner s Trilogy
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