The Encanto's Daughter

Informationen zum Autor Melissa de la Cruz is the #1 New York Times , USA Today , Wall Street Journal , Los Angeles Times , and Publishers Weekly internationally bestselling author of many critically acclaimed books for readers of all ages, including the Blue Bloods series, the Queen's Secret duet, Disney's Descendants novels, and the Summer on East End series. Her books have sold over eight million copies, and the Witches of East End series became an hour-long television drama on the Lifetime network. Visit her at melissa-delacruz.com Klappentext A young woman claims the throne of a realm inspired by Filipino mythology in this YA romantic fantasy, the first in an enchanting new duet by #1 New York Times bestselling author Melissa de la Cruz. MJ Rodriguez has spent her life hiding in the human world and guarding a heavy secret: She is half-encanto, a fairy from a hidden realm, and as the only child of King Vivencio, she's also next in line for the throne. Now, upon her father's sudden death, MJ must take her place as the king's rightful heir. In wondrous Biringan, the road to the throne is paved with thorns. MJ has to navigate a backstabbing council that objects to a half-human ruler. And when an ancient curse starts wiping out creatures across the land, she must find and stop the sorceress behind this merciless magic. To succeed, MJ forges an unlikely alliance with the dashing Sir Lucas of the feared Sigbin Court, and soon, she starts falling deeply for the mysterious knight. But with peril looming over the kingdom, the princess must decide if she can open her heart to loveand prove she can carry the weight of the crown. Leseprobe 1 I knew who they were immediately. More importantly, I know what they were. Encantos. Also called fairies, but in my father's language: encantos or engkantos. Magical creatures hidden from the human realm. There were many types-diwatas were female forest and mountain spirits and human in appearance; dwendes were akin to dwarves. These were mostly munduntugs-hunters. One of them stepped forward. Dark hair curled underneath his pointy ears. "We have very little time to waste," he said, his voice a melodious whisper. "Your father, the king, is dead. You're in grave danger. We can protect you, but you must come with us." "Right now?" was all I managed to say. My mind was spinning. My father is dead, I'm in danger, I have to go with them. No, I needed to talk to my mother first. This was why we had been running all my life. To keep me safe from my father's world. And now his world had come out of the darkness and found me. "There's no time," insisted another. Two of them stepped toward me. The first repeated himself. "Come with us. Now." "But my mother . . ." I began. I couldn't go without her. She needed to know where I was, what had happened. One of them took my arm. "You must," the creature declared. "The others will be here soon." The cloak moved aside when she reached out to me, revealing an iridescent wing folded at her back. She was from the flying battalion, then. They had sent the best hunters to fetch me. "All right," I said slowly. "But what about . . ." "Your mother will be informed." She looked anxiously at the others. The one who seemed to be in charge spoke again. "Of course. Now follow . . ." Before he could finish, a giant gust of air blew in, like a storm coming right through the building. We all shielded our eyes but were otherwise frozen in place, stunned by the swirling wind. The female hunter yanked on my arm and began pulling me away. She shouted to the others: "Run!" Just as we began to move, I felt her lurch away from me suddenly, and she was gone. The air settled, revealing another group of fairies-a group of patianaks, with sharp teeth, shimmery skin, and wings as black and glossy as ...

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Melissa de la Cruz is the #1 New York Times, USA Today, Wall Street Journal, Los Angeles Times, and Publishers Weekly internationally bestselling author of many critically acclaimed books for readers of all ages, including the Blue Bloods series, the Queen's Secret duet, Disney's Descendants novels, and the Summer on East End series. Her books have sold over eight million copies, and the Witches of East End series became an hour-long television drama on the Lifetime network. Visit her at melissa-delacruz.com

Klappentext

A young woman claims the throne of a realm inspired by Filipino mythology in this YA romantic fantasy, the first in an enchanting new duet by #1 New York Times bestselling author Melissa de la Cruz.

MJ Rodriguez has spent her life hiding in the human world and guarding a heavy secret: She is half-encanto, a fairy from a hidden realm, and as the only child of King Vivencio, she’s also next in line for the throne. Now, upon her father’s sudden death, MJ must take her place as the king’s rightful heir.

In wondrous Biringan, the road to the throne is paved with thorns. MJ has to navigate a backstabbing council that objects to a half-human ruler. And when an ancient curse starts wiping out creatures across the land, she must find and stop the sorceress behind this merciless magic.

To succeed, MJ forges an unlikely alliance with the dashing Sir Lucas of the feared Sigbin Court, and soon, she starts falling deeply for the mysterious knight. But with peril looming over the kingdom, the princess must decide if she can open her heart to love—and prove she can carry the weight of the crown.

Leseprobe
1

I knew who they were immediately. More importantly, I know what they were. Encantos. Also called fairies, but in my father's language: encantos or engkantos. Magical creatures hidden from the human realm. There were many types-diwatas were female forest and mountain spirits and human in appearance; dwendes were akin to dwarves. These were mostly munduntugs-hunters.

One of them stepped forward. Dark hair curled underneath his pointy ears. "We have very little time to waste," he said, his voice a melodious whisper. "Your father, the king, is dead. You're in grave danger. We can protect you, but you must come with us."

"Right now?" was all I managed to say. My mind was spinning. My father is dead, I'm in danger, I have to go with them. No, I needed to talk to my mother first. This was why we had been running all my life. To keep me safe from my father's world. And now his world had come out of the darkness and found me.

"There's no time," insisted another. Two of them stepped toward me.

The first repeated himself. "Come with us. Now."

"But my mother . . ." I began. I couldn't go without her. She needed to know where I was, what had happened.

One of them took my arm. "You must," the creature declared. "The others will be here soon." The cloak moved aside when she reached out to me, revealing an iridescent wing folded at her back. She was from the flying battalion, then. They had sent the best hunters to fetch me.

"All right," I said slowly. "But what about . . ."

"Your mother will be informed." She looked anxiously at the others.

The one who seemed to be in charge spoke again. "Of course. Now follow . . ."

Before he could finish, a giant gust of air blew in, like a storm coming right through the building. We all shielded our eyes but were otherwise frozen in place, stunned by the swirling wind.

The female hunter yanked on my arm and began pulling me away. She shouted to the others: "Run!"

Just as we began to move, I felt her lurch away from me suddenly, and she was gone.

The air settled, revealing another group of fairies-a group of patianaks, with sharp teeth, shimmery skin, and wings as black and glossy as a raven's. They were the fiercest and most unforgiving of the encanto warr…