Violet Made of Thorns
(Sprache: Englisch)
NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • A darkly enchanting fantasy about a lying witch, a cursed prince, and a sinister prophecy that ignites their doomed destinies—perfect for fans of The Cruel Prince.
“Everything you want from an enemies-to-lovers fantasy...
“Everything you want from an enemies-to-lovers fantasy...
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NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • A darkly enchanting fantasy about a lying witch, a cursed prince, and a sinister prophecy that ignites their doomed destinies—perfect for fans of The Cruel Prince.“Everything you want from an enemies-to-lovers fantasy starring morally gray characters.”—BuzzFeed
Violet is a prophet and a liar, influencing the royal court with her cleverly phrased—and not always true—divinations. Honesty is for suckers, like the oh-so-not charming Prince Cyrus, who plans to strip Violet of her official role once he’s crowned at the end of the summer—unless Violet does something about it.
But when the king asks her to falsely prophesy Cyrus's love story for an upcoming ball, Violet awakens a dreaded curse, one that will end in either damnation or salvation for the kingdom—all depending on the prince’s choice of future bride. Violet faces her own choice: Seize an opportunity to gain control of her own destiny, no matter the cost, or give in to the ill-fated attraction that’s growing between her and Cyrus.
Violet’s wits may protect her in the cutthroat court, but they can't change her fate. And as the boundary between hatred and love grows ever thinner with the prince, Violet must untangle a wicked web of deceit in order to save herself and the kingdom—or doom them all.
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1Today, Prince Cyrus returns to the capital with a bride, or else.
From the Seer s Tower, the tallest point in the Sun Capital, I can see a train of purple banners fluttering amid the fields outside the city--the royal caravan making the steep approach to the south gates. Cordoned-off crowds pack the streets, waiting to welcome their prince home. Six months have passed since Cyrus departed to tour the continent, since he set out to seek from the land and its generous people all the wisdom that he could not learn in a palace.
Or something like that. I stopped listening to his going-away speech midway through.
Mostly, his tour was to find a bride--a solution to his curse. Cyrus didn t mention that in his speech. I know this because his father, King Emilius, berated him afterward for the omission; then I had to mention it in my speech, a few days later, when I announced that I dreamed a new prophecy.
The best part about being Seer isn t the tower or the amenities or the access to the king. It s how easily everyone believes what you say.
The capital was less lively without His Highness. I do miss those girls running amok, trying to save him, says the peach-faced woman sitting at my divining table. I suppose that will change for good. He s chosen our next queen by now, hasn t he?
If Cyrus listened to me, he would have. He better, I mutter, turning from the window.
Pardon?
I said, he met her. I flash an enigmatic smile at my lone patron. With the caravan s return, I didn t expect anyone to visit my tower today. This woman has the weathering of someone too practical to line up for a peek at a royal face: a brimmed-hat tan and calloused hands, turned upward on the divining table s marble surface. If you speak of the prophecy I received before His Highness left, my dreams told me, Prince Cyrus will meet his bride before his journey s end. No more than that, no less.
She nods. I
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didn t recall the exact words you used--
The exact words are important. I paced this room for four nights to decide on those words, and I won t have them misremembered now when they finally matter. Picking up my robes, I take a seat across from her and push my heavy braid over my shoulder. The sooner this reading is over, the sooner this small talk can end, and I can leave for the palace and greet the prince myself. What is it that you want me to see?
The woman s brow twitches. My curtness offends her, though she won t say so. My only concern is the harvest season, Sighted Mistress Violet. Anything regarding my farm s future. I pray the Fates be kind.
I don t like doing these fortune readings, but the king insists I interact with the populace regularly so they trust the girl behind their kingdom s prophecies. It was either this or matchmaking, and seeing buffoons in love makes me want to empty my stomach.
I lay my hands over hers, and the brush of my fingers against her skin sparks something sun-bright in my mind. I shut my eyes and focus on the grooves of her palm, the folds and scars, the blood that pumps underneath--any physical mark of her history that I can use to anchor my magic. In my mind s Sight, I find the threads that bind her soul to the turning of this world:
A hillside farm, golden with fayflowers.
Rides to the Sun Capital, part of her monthly routine.
A different farm in the borderlands. Family? A lover s home? The Fairywood looms on the horizon.
Long days of fieldwork stretching into nights . . .
And so they go.
The clearest threads are ones that have already happened--her memories. Future threads, on the other hand, look hazy and can even be contr
The exact words are important. I paced this room for four nights to decide on those words, and I won t have them misremembered now when they finally matter. Picking up my robes, I take a seat across from her and push my heavy braid over my shoulder. The sooner this reading is over, the sooner this small talk can end, and I can leave for the palace and greet the prince myself. What is it that you want me to see?
The woman s brow twitches. My curtness offends her, though she won t say so. My only concern is the harvest season, Sighted Mistress Violet. Anything regarding my farm s future. I pray the Fates be kind.
I don t like doing these fortune readings, but the king insists I interact with the populace regularly so they trust the girl behind their kingdom s prophecies. It was either this or matchmaking, and seeing buffoons in love makes me want to empty my stomach.
I lay my hands over hers, and the brush of my fingers against her skin sparks something sun-bright in my mind. I shut my eyes and focus on the grooves of her palm, the folds and scars, the blood that pumps underneath--any physical mark of her history that I can use to anchor my magic. In my mind s Sight, I find the threads that bind her soul to the turning of this world:
A hillside farm, golden with fayflowers.
Rides to the Sun Capital, part of her monthly routine.
A different farm in the borderlands. Family? A lover s home? The Fairywood looms on the horizon.
Long days of fieldwork stretching into nights . . .
And so they go.
The clearest threads are ones that have already happened--her memories. Future threads, on the other hand, look hazy and can even be contr
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Autoren-Porträt von Gina Chen
Gina Chen
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Gina Chen
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 14 Jahre
- 2022, Internationale Ausgabe, 368 Seiten, Masse: 13,9 x 20,6 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Delacorte Press
- ISBN-10: 0593572564
- ISBN-13: 9780593572566
- Erscheinungsdatum: 28.07.2022
Sprache:
Englisch
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Everything you want from an enemies-to-lovers fantasy starring morally gray characters. BuzzFeedGina Chen delivers a biting fantastical twist on fairy tales. POPSUGAR
A rare YA fantasy with a difficult, prickly and nigh-on unlikeable heroine, Violet Made of Thorns feels like a breath of fresh air from its first pages. Paste Magazine
Curses, magic, fate, and forbidden romance combine into an unputdownable YA novel that fantasy lovers will obsess over. Brightly
"Beautifully vicious. Perfect for the fairytale reader who has always wanted the heroine to grow sharp teeth and bite Prince Charming." Chloe Gong, #1 New York Times bestselling author of These Violent Delights
"An enchanting dark fantasy." Sabaa Tahir, #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Ember in the Ashes series
"Fantasy fans rejoice! Violet Made of Thorns introduces us to a lush land where dark curses and magic reign. Erin A. Craig, New York Times bestselling author of House of Salt and Sorrows
"Violet has everything: court intrigue, cruel witches, aloof but hot princes, ambitious girls who will do anything to win." Victoria Lee, author of A Lesson in Vengeance and The Fever King
"A sharp, witty story told in an unforgettable voice." Hannah Whitten, New York Times bestselling author of For the Wolf
"Entrancing from start to finish." Joan He, New York Times bestselling author of The Ones We're Meant to Find
"Chen weaves a delightful, sparkling tale of a sharp-tongued antiheroine who will have readers rooting for her from page one." June CL Tan, author of Jade Fire Gold
"Searing... Employing evocative prose, passionately antagonistic romance, and a snarky first-person narration, Chen borrows familiar fairy tale elements and crafts them into a uniquely dark fantasy." Publishers Weekly
"A refreshing change from typical high-fantasy settings... Diverting and atmospheric." Kirkus Reviews
Chen s world is imbued with classic fairy tale
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elements... but she brings a fresh modernity to the story, with commentary on celebrity and imperialism that is both thoughtful and entertaining. BCCB
"Debut author Chen has a winner here, with a rough-around-the-edges protagonist that readers will eventually root for despite her thorns." Booklist
"Debut author Chen has a winner here, with a rough-around-the-edges protagonist that readers will eventually root for despite her thorns." Booklist
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