On the String
Autor Stephen Hayesen Limba Engleză Paperback – 5 noi 2020
Fresh off their victory over the evil Arnold Hammerson, John and his friends are left to rest and recuperate from their labours while the Sorcerers set about healing the world of its many war wounds.
However their victory is short-lived, as a new threat quickly arises and strikes back, stealing all their magic, destroying their sanctuaries, and magically warping the minds of many to fall in line.
Through nothing but luck, John and five of his friends are the only survivors, and must now resist their foe with no allies, no shelter, and no magic of any kind.
Their only good fortune is that the new enemy does not wish for their deaths, but intends to manipulate them into joining them of their own free will.
As the small band of rebels is left to dangle on the string of fate, the odds stack up wildly against them, and discord is sown among them in an attempt to loosen their resolve.
Yet in spite of all of this, they are able to cause serious problems for the adversary, and ultimately to find that the key to victory may lie in the not too distant past.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9780994459084
ISBN-10: 0994459084
Pagini: 560
Dimensiuni: 152 x 229 x 30 mm
Greutate: 0.74 kg
Editura: Stephen Hayes
ISBN-10: 0994459084
Pagini: 560
Dimensiuni: 152 x 229 x 30 mm
Greutate: 0.74 kg
Editura: Stephen Hayes
Notă biografică
Proved to be 'of a cavalier attitude' to life, the author failed his entry to be an R.A.F. pilot. Armed with five GCE 'O'Levels and no real community spirit he was urged on by his father to join Manchester City Police. His father, an ex-commando, having gone through five years of hell was a great believer in 'bottle'. Our languishing hero was an easy target to prove he had plenty. He later enjoyed the years of fighting, preventing and detecting crime as the GMP motto still proclaims, by now, with total abandon and little accuracy. Identified as a naturaI he moved through the Plain Clothes Department, The Drug Squad, the CID city centre, then the CID Didsbury and finally the Regional Crime Squad before resigning, being totally disillusioned at the 'wokeism' which was affecting his black arts of criminal detection. Be in no doubt he is qualified, has credentials and experience to ably compare the charlatans posing as leaders of Greater Manchester Police with real success. Become engrossed in the alarming detail "you'll hear fat dripping off a chip"