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Lieferstatus:	i.d.R. innert 7-14 Tagen versandfertig
Veröffentlichung:	Juni 2011
Genre:	Kinder- / Jugendbücher
ISBN:	9781456748333
EAN-Code:	9781456748333
Verlag:	Authorhouse
Einband:	Gebunden
Sprache:	English
Dimensionen:	H 235 mm / B 157 mm / D 19 mm
Gewicht:	556 gr
Seiten:	236
Zus. Info:	HC gerader Rücken mit Schutzumschlag
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Inhalt:

Peter, Alexandra, Rudy, and Theroux are not your average middle schoolers. They are fledglings, the children of immortal warriors called Centurions fighting against a vicious enemy called the Horde. Living among humans in the small picturesque city of Boulder, Colorado, nestled against the Rocky Mountains, they study and train to one day become Centurions themselves to protect humans and paranormals alike. Ashley Morgan has known the fledglings all her life; but right before her fourteenth birthday, she discovers her friends are not who or what she¿d always believed them to be: and neither is she. The question is, will her friends stand with or against her when they discover her true identity? The fledglings and Ashley must learn to trust one another and work together if they are to survive their coming confrontations with the Horde. The author paints a story that is fun, sassy, and edgy that depicts a realistic representation of the lives of today¿s youth. Peter had no time to question the Fate about her timing, as if it would have any effect on her anyway. He just had to ride this particular roller coaster until it came to a full and complete stop. There was no jumping out of the moving car. You just had to hang on tight and pray you didn¿t hurl when you got off. The images were being sent fast and furious. He could see snow and mountains. Fire, ice, and the evil, bloodstained smile of a dark fey. Humans running and screaming and one small figure lying in the snow covered in blood. He could not see the face of the person but in his heart he knew it to be Ashley. He opened his mouth in a silent scream as tears of pain and frustration ran unchecked down his face. The object of his preadolescent heart was dead or lay dying in the cold snow and he had done nothing that he could see to stop it. He had not taken, or been given, the opportunity to save her. She was gone from him forever in this lifetime and for him that could mean several millennia. How would he bear the loss of his one true love? He was just a kid.