The Bastard's Pearl - Bailey, Connie
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When Sheyn, a headstrong young aristocrat, disobeys his parents and travels to the far east, he passes through Kandaar, an isolated country of strange customs. He is abducted, transformed by a mysterious ritual, and sold to a barbarian king as a pleasure slave. When the king is killed by Kashyan the Bastard, dispossessed prince of Clan Savaan, Sheyn becomes Kashyan's possession. The Bastard expects Sheyn-now called Pearl-to behave as an obedient pleasure slave, but compliance is not in Sheyn's nature. Nor does Sheyn's ordeal stop at being held captive by people he considers savages. The Red…mehr

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When Sheyn, a headstrong young aristocrat, disobeys his parents and travels to the far east, he passes through Kandaar, an isolated country of strange customs. He is abducted, transformed by a mysterious ritual, and sold to a barbarian king as a pleasure slave. When the king is killed by Kashyan the Bastard, dispossessed prince of Clan Savaan, Sheyn becomes Kashyan's possession. The Bastard expects Sheyn-now called Pearl-to behave as an obedient pleasure slave, but compliance is not in Sheyn's nature. Nor does Sheyn's ordeal stop at being held captive by people he considers savages. The Red Temple covets Sheyn as a living gateway to the demon realm and plans to use him to summon the God of Death. Kashyan loathes Sheyn, and Sheyn despises Kashyan, but when the Red Temple kidnaps Sheyn, honor compels Kashyan to rescue his slave, and he starts a war in the process. If they hope to stop the Red Monks from bringing hell to earth, Sheyn will have to accept Kashyan is more than an uncivilized brute, and Kashyan will have to admit there's more to his Pearl than a pretty, arrogant exterior.
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CONNIE BAILEY est technophobe mais ne peut pas vivre sans son ordinateur. Bien qu'elle souffre d'acrophobie, elle adore voler, c'est une pessimiste qui critique tout qui, néanmoins, est toujours surprise quand quelque chose de mal arrive, et une antisociale qui aime ses amis comme une famille. Elle a occupé un certain nombre d'emplois dans des domaines très disparates pour pouvoir manger, mais c'est l'écriture qui nourrit son âme. Avec son mari - designer pour l'aviation légère - et Ickle le Fantastique Lévrier, Connie vit sur un petit aérodrome à piste gazonnée à mi-chemin entre Disney World et les Busch Gardens. La logique et la réalité n'ont pas grand-chose à voir avec sa vie, et ça lui plaît comme ça.