Lire ebooks par: Guy Gavriel Kay

River of Stars
the emperor of Kitai had said in his garden that morning, “we are displeased.” Kai Zhen, standing below him on the brushed path, inclined his head in sorrow. “My lord, I live to amend anything that causes this, any errors your servants have committed. Only tell me!” Wenzong’s face remained chilly. “... Puis...
The Fionavar Tapestry Omnibus
Ivor’s son, Levon’s brother, he knew where to lie in the wood at night. He was sheltered and hidden and could move easily at need. Tore approved. He and Davor were in Faelinn Grove again. Their guest had, surprisingly, elected to delay his journey south in order to watch over the boy wi... Puis...
The Last Light of the Sun
The list of grievances was long. Sturla Ulfarson, who had succeeded Halldr Thinshank as governor of the island’s merchants and farmers and fisherfolk, might have only one hand but he possessed two eyes and two ears and a nose for the mood of people, and he was aware that men were comparing the (exag... Puis...
Tigana
All that last afternoon as they moved south Devin had been watching the mountains. Any child raised in the watery lowlands of Asoli could not help but be awed by the towering southland ranges: the Braccio here in Certando, the Parravi east towards Tregea and, though he’d never seen them, the rumour... Puis...
Pale moonlight fell upon the gently swelling sea around the skiff. They had chosen a moonlit night. Despite the risks, they would need to see where they were going when they came to land. Eight oars, rising and falling in as much silence as the rowers could command, propelled them out across the lin... Puis...
Tigane
Tous trois traversèrent la forêt en sens inverse et débouchèrent sur la route d’Astibar à Ardin. Ils avançaient en silence sous la voûte céleste de ce début d’automne ; dans les bois de part et d’autre de la route, les cigales chantaient à tue-tête. Devin appréciait sa chemise de laine, car il faisa... Puis...
Ysabel
He was trying to make himself concentrate on what they were doing, on all that had been discussed last night, but he kept thinking about Kate Wenger as she’d looked before going to bed. Ned had been alone at the dining-room table leafing through a guidebook—the section on the history of Provence—ami... Puis...
The Lions of Al-Rassan
There he knelt down and, rocking slowly back and forth on his knees, began to pray. It was Husari, coming to stand with Alvar, stained with blood and ash and sweat—as Alvar knew himself to be—who murmured, softly, “This will be the Kindath lament. Under both moons. For the dead.” “In Fezana?” “Of co... Puis...
The Darkest Road
Raziel on horseback was just a pale shadow—almost literally, in fact—of his usual efficient self. Already the Supreme Lord had been forced to pause twice in his dictation while Raziel rummaged frantically in his saddlebag to replace a broken stylus. Waiting, Shalhassan ran his fingers through his lo... Puis...
And yet, for all the re-emergence of the ordinary, Crispin thought, it had also become a landscape changed beyond his capacity of description. Where the bird had been about his neck there was an absence that felt oddly like a weight. There were crows in the Weld again, towards the woods, and they he... Puis...
The Wandering Fire
With certain others he was brought to the High King’s antechamber, where a number of people waited for him, and in that place he was presented by Aileron, his brother, to Arthur Pendragon. And nothing happened. Paul Schafer, standing next to Kim, had seen her pale when Diarmuid came into the room. N... Puis...
It had been a very long day and his body was telling him as much. Tai was hardened and fit after two years’ digging graves by Kuala Nor, but other factors could enter into making someone weary at day’s end. It would also be dishonest to deny that a measure of his languor could be traced to an encoun... Puis...
Le chemin de Sarance
Après être discrètement arrivé chez lui dans l’obscurité glacée, il s’était débarrassé de l’odeur de son jeune amant – le garçon insistait pour porter un onguent au parfum très caractéristique. Il avait changé de vêtements à temps pour retrouver ses femmes dans l’antichambre au lever du soleil. En r... Puis...
The fingers were too short, stubby, broad. They didn’t look like a mosaicist’s hands, though they showed the same network of cuts and scratches all the others’ did. He’d had a great deal of time to think about this and other things on the long road in wind and rain as autumn steadily turned to winte... Puis...
The Summer Tree
Very angry, though. He had opted out, damn it! What the hell right did Kim Ford have to grab his arm and haul him to another world? What the … He stopped; the fury draining as realization came down hard. She had, she really had taken him to another world. A moment ago he had been in a room in the Pa... Puis...