LETRAS

For over a century, humans, dwarves, gnomes, and elves have lived together in relative peace. But that peace has now come to an end. Geralt of Rivia, the hunter known as the Witcher, has been waiting for the birth of a prophesied child. The one who has the power to change the world for good—or for evil. As the threat of war hangs over the land and the child is pursued for her extraordinary powers, it will become Geralt’s responsibility to protect them all. And the Witcher never accepts defeat.

I’m just a girl. And it turns out, I’m Hercules. I’m struggling to survive in a Titan infested world where Spartans, immortals from twelve royal families who have god-like powers and obscene wealth, rule over all. A shy-stammering foster child with nothing, I keep my head down, cover my scars, and focus on excelling in school. At least, I try to. Then it happens. My blood test reveals I’m part of the powerful elite. I’m one of them. A Spartan. Forced to attend the Spartan War Academy, I undergo the most harrowing test of all time to see if I have what it takes to be an immortal. There’s just a few problems. Achilles and Patro are my scary mentors. Kharon, the ferryman of death, and Augustus, the son of war, are my terrifying professors. Also, I’m pretty sure either someone’s stalking me everywhere I go, or my sanity’s slipping––I have a bad feeling both are true.

Glasgow, julio de 1973. Se llama Alice Kelly, tiene trece años, y ha desaparecido. Han pasado ya quince horas desde que alguien la vio por última vez. El agente Harry McCoy sabe que las probabilidades de un desenlace fatal son muy altas. Apenas se ha desplegado el dispositivo policial de búsqueda cuando el guitarrista Bobby March, la estrella de rock local, sufre una sobredosis en un hotel; la víspera había actuado en un concierto en el que, a juicio de McCoy, no estuvo muy brillante. Sea como sea, los periódicos necesitan noticias sangrientas; los mandos de la policía, resultados; y la ley, respeto, cueste lo que cueste. Para colmo, la sobrina del jefe de McCoy se ha eclipsado; McCoy, discretamente, tendrá que localizarla. Pero ¿podrá Harry McCoy con todo?