Bøker av Kathrin Hutson

The ageless laws binding the world in ignorance have begun to shift.The closer Kherron gets to the Amneas coast and the Brotherhood attempting to shatter Dehlyn's defenses, the more the ageless laws binding the world in ignorance begin to shift. Few beings remain who fully understand the consequences of unlocking such volatile, rampant power amid unstable and long-forgotten magic. Kherron can rely on none of them. He has only one option-stay alive long enough to free Dehlyn.Pulled by the unbreakable vow he made to the immortal vessel, he treks across Eldynia, aided only by the Sky Metal blade left by the amarach who failed to kill him. But he still hasn't mastered his ability to commune with inanimate objects, which he now believes may have acted to save his life when, before, he'd assumed they conspired to end it. Kherron must unlock the impossible mysteries of what he can do, or the unchecked forces hunting him will ensure he fails entirely, while everything-and everyone-in his path is destroyed.

It's only a matter of time before she ends the hunt. Part human, part drackan, Keelin E'Kahlyn has made it halfway across the land, hunting down the human traitor controlling her blackouts for as long as she can remember. By her side stands Rokien of Asread, the rogue who echoes hints of Keelin's past-the only other who rivals her in skill and instinct. And he has no idea they're hunting the same man.For too long, Brijer's Steward has escaped Keelin's grasp, only to string her along like a pet, leaving a trail of destruction, death, and hopelessness in his wake. And now, Menykh has found a way to control far more than the human fledgling who seeks him out for vengeance. He controls an army of drackans, biding his time to unleash them upon Asread and the Free Lands. Through the Forgotten Lands and the iron forest, with aid from ancient tribes and the drackan Guardians themselves, Keelin's only hope lies in making it to Ydtha-Adin-seat of the drackan gods. But her choices haunt her, her bloodlust betrays her, and the products of her bond with both drackans and humans might just be the only thing standing in her way.

One Blood of the Veil still walks, and he has learned to listen.Freed from the unending torment of the violet mists and his forty-eight deaths within the void, Kherron has reentered the world an entirely different man. He's broken his vow to Dehlyn, to find and protect her at all costs, releasing the amarach vessel's hold on him forever. Without this tether to the green-eyed woman with more ancient power than any one being was ever meant to possess, the path before him is his own to choose. As a Blood of the Veil, with command over living things and the elements of the natural world, he is a protector-the voice that speaks between the natural world and the unseen. But Torrahs the Wanderer and the Brotherhood still strive to unleash The Unclaimed's vast and terrible knowledge. The foundation of balance has cracked. The Nateru have lost themselves, the amarach have been undone, and Kherron must do what has been asked of him. Not because it was foretold, but because the things he cares about as a free man now face the edge of destruction. But is his final choice worth the cost of making it?

Born of humans but raised by beasts who despise the legacy of man, Keelin is the only one who can redeem, or destroy, the future of both races.Keelin is the only human fledgling, weaned by the drackans of the High Hills and given their instincts, ferocious strength, and fierce hatred for humankind. But even the drackans closest to her cannot explain why she has violent blackouts from which she wakens covered in blood.A desperate, reckless search for the source of this secret brings her face to face with the human world and memories from a locked-away past, long forgotten. Keelin becomes a terrifying legend among human assassins while she hunts for answers, and the human realm's High King is murdered.While a sickly steward hides within crumbling walls, commanding her every move with a magic he should not possess, Keelin's journey to track him down threatens her loyalty to the drackans who raised her. The rogue who crosses her path hides familiar secrets, echoing her own terrifying bloodlust and forcing her to consider that there may be something human about her after all. "The Jungle Book meets Kill Bill... with dragons!"

They say the pen is mightier than the sword. In Sleepwater's world, words are literally more powerful than bullets.Leo could always make people believe anything she says-really believe. When her chest burns and the words come from her mouth, her targets' eyes glaze over, they forget their own thoughts, and they'll do anything she says. It's what keeps her alive after being on the run and living on the streets for years. But after using it on her girlfriend and her dad's drug dealer, it's also what got her here on the streets in the first place.Then Sleepwater finds her. When Leo discovers there are others out there with similar powers, scattered across the country, she can't say no to the underground organization. After all, what's a little sit-down with the only people who may ever understand her? What she doesn't expect is to be thrust into Sleepwater's guerrilla war, hunted by government agencies, and used as a weapon. Worse than that, she might be more valuable not for what she can do but for who she was before they found her.