Threads That Bind
(Sprache: Englisch)
In a world where the children of the gods inherit their powers, a descendant of the Greek Fates must solve a series of impossible murders to save her sisters, her soulmate, and her city.
In the sunken city of Alante, the gods’ powers have been...
In the sunken city of Alante, the gods’ powers have been...
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In a world where the children of the gods inherit their powers, a descendant of the Greek Fates must solve a series of impossible murders to save her sisters, her soulmate, and her city.In the sunken city of Alante, the gods’ powers have been passed down through the generations. As descendants of the three Greek Fates, Io Ora and her two sisters have always been able to see and manipulate people’s threads—the invisible lines that connect people to the things they love and to life itself. As the youngest, Io is the cutter, able to sever a thread with a simple gesture.
She uses her abilities as a private investigator in the Silts, the crime-ridden slums of the city. But while on a routine case, she witnesses a murder committed by a woman whose life-thread is severed, but who is still—impossibly—alive.
Io survives the attack, but soon finds herself entangled in an investigation that reaches from the depths of the Silts to the heights of City Plaza. And the conspiracy she uncovers involves the mob boss of the Silts, the idealistic new city commissioner, the most powerful group of women in the city, Io’s own sisters, and even Io’s fate-thread—the boy with whom she shares a thread linking them as soulmates.
To stop the murders, Io will have to figure out who created the wraiths and who commanded them to kill, before her city—or her sisters—collapse under the wraiths’ attacks.
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In the apartment building across from the theater, the light in the far-left window of the third floor flickered on. Io tore her gaze away from the moon and put her spectacles on. Sure enough, it was the very apartment she had been hired to watch. A figure moved inside maybe two? She slid down and grounded her palms on the splintered wood of the balcony. Before you slip into the Quilt, make sure you re safe, Thais used to instruct. We don t want you walking off a rooftop, do we? Io blinked and the Quilt appeared, a jumble of threads laid over the physical world. Only moira-born, descendants of the goddesses of Fate, could see the lines of silver that sprouted from every person, connecting them to the things they loved most in the world. Io focused on the apartment on the third floor. In the Quilt, she saw beyond brick and wood, straight to the two people in the apartment. Dozens of threads emerged from their bodies, linking them to the many different places, things, and people they loved. One of the brightest threads connected the two figures together, pulsing vividly, the kind of luster that consumed everything. The singular brilliance of a love-thread, in Ava s moonstruck words.
The singular tedium of a pain in the neck, more likely. A sigh escaped Io s lips. Why was it always cheating? Why couldn t it be a weird hobby or a late-night class for once, something that wouldn t crush her clients souls? Io could picture it clearly: tomorrow, her client, Isidora Magnussen, would sit at the table farthest back in the café on Sage Street, her coat wrung like a dish towel in her hands, and Io would have to tell her, Yes, your husband did go to the apartment he supposedly sold three weeks ago. Yes, he had company. Then the hardest part would come: Does he love her? Any other private detective could shrug and say, How would I know?
But Io was different. Io was moira-born. It was why clients chose her; they didn t just want to know if their loved ones were
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cheating or gambling or drinking. They wanted to know the secrets that only the Quilt could reveal: if their spouses loved cheating and gambling and drinking more than they loved them.
And Io would have to tell her. I m sorry, Mrs. Magnussen. Their thread is so bright I couldn t stand to look at it for more than two seconds. It means your husband s in love with his mistress. It means I want to slip through a hole in the café floor and never come out. That was what put a roof over Io s head and food on the plate: breaking people s hearts.
She watched the two figures a while longer, just to be sure. She made out no bodies in the Quilt, only the threads, but there was no mistaking it: the couple came together, silver interweaving in a slow embrace. Io s cheeks heated she glanced away.
Something caught her attention. Close to the couple, on the third floor of the apartment building. It was a person, but also . . . not.
The un-person had only one thread. People loved in multitudes; they got attached to others, to places, to objects, to ideas. The average person s thread count was fifteen. Newborn infants had the fewest: their life-thread, a thread to their mother, and a thread to food the last two usually one and the same. This person, however, standing in what must be the apartment building hallway, had a single thread. On its own, that was improbable, but not impossible.
What was impossible was that the thread was severed. It came out of the person s chest on one end, and the other just flopped limp to the floor, where it frayed into nothing. Threads connected there was no such thing as a one-ended thread.
And worst of all, the severed thread was tilted at an unnatural angle, like the person was gripping it in both fists.
And Io would have to tell her. I m sorry, Mrs. Magnussen. Their thread is so bright I couldn t stand to look at it for more than two seconds. It means your husband s in love with his mistress. It means I want to slip through a hole in the café floor and never come out. That was what put a roof over Io s head and food on the plate: breaking people s hearts.
She watched the two figures a while longer, just to be sure. She made out no bodies in the Quilt, only the threads, but there was no mistaking it: the couple came together, silver interweaving in a slow embrace. Io s cheeks heated she glanced away.
Something caught her attention. Close to the couple, on the third floor of the apartment building. It was a person, but also . . . not.
The un-person had only one thread. People loved in multitudes; they got attached to others, to places, to objects, to ideas. The average person s thread count was fifteen. Newborn infants had the fewest: their life-thread, a thread to their mother, and a thread to food the last two usually one and the same. This person, however, standing in what must be the apartment building hallway, had a single thread. On its own, that was improbable, but not impossible.
What was impossible was that the thread was severed. It came out of the person s chest on one end, and the other just flopped limp to the floor, where it frayed into nothing. Threads connected there was no such thing as a one-ended thread.
And worst of all, the severed thread was tilted at an unnatural angle, like the person was gripping it in both fists.
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Autoren-Porträt von Kika Hatzopoulou
Kika Hatzopoulou
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Kika Hatzopoulou
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 14 Jahre
- 2023, Internationale Ausgabe, 352 Seiten, Masse: 14,3 x 20,9 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Razorbill
- ISBN-10: 0593696069
- ISBN-13: 9780593696064
- Erscheinungsdatum: 24.05.2023
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Englisch
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Sizzling romance and action-packed sequences set against an intriguing plot plagued by political corruption and conspiracy build to a dynamic pace. [A] richly detailed adventure. Publisher's Weekly, starred reviewWith vivid and compelling writing, the narrative immerses readers in a unique world on the edge of ruin and an achingly slow romance. Hand to fans of Leigh Bardugo s Grishaverse who are looking for a cutthroat and magical criminal underworld. With a unique world and layered mystery, readers will love this book. School Library Journal, starred review
Highly original worldbuilding [and] plenty to engage fantasy fans, leaving them eager for the next installment. Classical mythology, police procedural, and romance combine in this imaginative, intriguing post-apocalyptic story. Kirkus Reviews
Hatzopoulou s descriptive prose, with its touch of humor, is excellent . . . A quick, compulsive read. Booklist
Dripping with atmosphere and edged with danger, Threads That Bind weaves together a gorgeous dark tapestry of mystery, fated romance, and modern myth. You won t be able to put this one down. Alexandra Bracken, New York Times bestselling author of Lore
Riveting and electrifying! In a world where the descendants of the Greek gods inherit enthralling supernatural powers, Kika Hatzopoulou weaves a gripping mystery full of secrets, murder, and betrayal. I was utterly ensnared to the last page. Leslie Vedder, bestselling author of the Bone Spindle trilogy
Kika Hatzopoulou s irresistible debut draws you in with a golden thread. Seamlessly weaving together magic, mythology, and mystery, Threads That Bind launches readers into a stunningly imagined world that will stay with you long after you ve turned the final page. Claire M. Andrews, author of the Daughter of Sparta trilogy
Utterly riveting from start to finish! Hatzopoulou expertly weaves
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familiar threads of murder, fated lovers, feuding sisters, and ancient myths into a fresh, modern tapestry, one that gleams as bright as the threads of fate Io uses to navigate the sunken city of Alante. A story and heroine I won t soon forget. Amanda Joy, author of the A River of Royal Blood duology
Threads That Bind is a thrilling magical twist on the murder mystery. From rooftop bridges and flooded city streets to rundown apartments and glitzy gang clubs, Alante is a city where survival is paramount and nothing is simple. This is exactly the kind of story I ve been craving. Nicki Pau Preto, author of the Crown of Feathers trilogy
A flooded city full of magic and secrets, fallen gods, a thrilling mystery, and a heartfelt examination of the complex bonds of sisterhood. One of the most original and enjoyable debuts I ve read. Lyndall Clipstone, author of the World at the Lake s Edge duology and Unholy Terrors
Threads That Bind is a thrilling magical twist on the murder mystery. From rooftop bridges and flooded city streets to rundown apartments and glitzy gang clubs, Alante is a city where survival is paramount and nothing is simple. This is exactly the kind of story I ve been craving. Nicki Pau Preto, author of the Crown of Feathers trilogy
A flooded city full of magic and secrets, fallen gods, a thrilling mystery, and a heartfelt examination of the complex bonds of sisterhood. One of the most original and enjoyable debuts I ve read. Lyndall Clipstone, author of the World at the Lake s Edge duology and Unholy Terrors
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