Synced - Rener, Rachel

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Résumé :
War is coming - and this time, I swear it's not my fault. Sol and his reanimated Unseelie army are hell-bent on destroying the Seelies once and for all. Worse, he's stolen the most priceless relic in this land - Zayn's grimoire - along with my magic-unleashing gilded blood. Oh yeah, and Sol's claim is slowly killing me (though I'm so pent-up, I might actually die of horniness first). But not all hope is lost. I somehow led the elves through the mountain, arriving at the Summer Palace in one battered, weary piece. Bonus points: I've expanded our ad hoc army by two hundred more soldiers - never mind the fact they're completely untrained, three-foot-tall tommyknockers. And, for better or worse, while Zayn was busy prepping the castle for battle, my loud-mouthed Jewish mother gained the support of our equally-shrill family members. Unfortunately, banshees have the power to predict the future, and our outlook isn't looking so good. The only way we'll survive the impending war is by finding some mysterious ally in the most inhospitable, remote corner of the Fae Realm: a ghost from Zayn's past who will either help lead the Seelies to salvation...or doom us all....

Biographie:
Rachel Rener is a #1 International Bestselling contemporary fantasy author who loves blurring the line between science and magic.She graduated from the University of Colorado after focusing on Psychology and Neuroscience. Since then, she has lived on three continents and has traveled to more than 40 countries.When she's not engrossed in writing or hanging out at Indie Fantasy Addicts, Rachel enjoys art of all kinds, riding her motorcycle, reading fantasy books, going to rock shows (both musical and mineralogical), Vulcanology (the lava kind as well as the pointy-eared variety), and playing D&D on the coolest podcast around, Of Dice and Friends. She lives in Colorado along with her husband and a feisty umbrella cockatoo named Terrance (a.k.a. Jungle Chicken) that hangs out on her shoulder as she writes - whether invited or not....

Sommaire:
War is coming - and this time, I swear it's not my fault. Sol and his reanimated Unseelie army are hell-bent on destroying the Seelies once and for all. Worse, he's stolen the most priceless relic in this land - Zayn's grimoire - along with my magic-unleashing gilded blood. Oh yeah, and Sol's claim is slowly killing me (though I'm so pent-up, I might actually die of horniness first). But not all hope is lost. I somehow led the elves through the mountain, arriving at the Summer Palace in one battered, weary piece. Bonus points: I've expanded our ad hoc army by two hundred more soldiers - never mind the fact they're completely untrained, three-foot-tall tommyknockers. And, for better or worse, while Zayn was busy prepping the castle for battle, my loud-mouthed Jewish mother gained the support of our equally-shrill family members. Unfortunately, banshees have the power to predict the future, and our outlook isn't looking so good. The only way we'll survive the impending war is by finding some mysterious ally in the most inhospitable, remote corner of the Fae Realm: a ghost from Zayn's past who will either help lead the Seelies to salvation...or doom us all....