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Dell. Good. 4.17 x 0.95 x 6.86 inches. Paperback. 2008. 368 pages. Cover worn.<br>Book 5 in the New York Times and #1 int ernationally bestselling Midnight Breed vampire romance ser… Altro …

Dell. Good. 4.17 x 0.95 x 6.86 inches. Paperback. 2008. 368 pages. Cover worn.<br>Book 5 in the New York Times and #1 int ernationally bestselling Midnight Breed vampire romance series B ound by blood, addicted to danger, they'll enter the darkest--and most erotic--place of all. A warrior trained in bullets and bla des, Renata cannot be bested by any man--vampire or mortal. But h er most powerful weapon is her extraordinary psychic ability--a g ift both rare and deadly. Now a stranger threatens her hard-won i ndependence--a golden-haired vampire who lures her into a realm o f darkness...and pleasure beyond imagining. A combat-loving adr enaline junkie, Nikolai dispenses his own justice to enemies of t he Breed--and his latest quarry is a ruthless assassin. One woman stands in his way: the seductive, cool-as-ice bodyguard, Renata. But Renata's powers are put to the test when a loved one, a chil d, is threatened and she's forced to turn to Niko for help. As th e two join forces, as desire fans the flames of a deeper hunger, Renata's life is under siege by a man who offers the exquisite pl easure of a blood bond--and a passion that could save or doom the m both forever.... Editorial Reviews Review Well-written and be autifully plotted, with intriguingly complex characters, it's a t hrill ride from the opening scenes . . . Fans get ready, this ser ies just gets better and better! --Fresh Fiction From the Author The Midnight Breed Series reading order: A Touch of Midnight (p requel novella - free ebook) Kiss of Midnight Kiss of Crimson Mid night Awakening Midnight Rising Veil of Midnight Ashes of Midnigh t Shades of Midnight Taken by Midnight Deeper Than Midnight A Tas te of Midnight (novella, ebook only) Darker After Midnight The Mi dnight Breed Series Companion Edge of Dawn Marked by Midnight (no vella) Crave the Night Tempted by Midnight (novella) Bound to Dar kness Stroke of Midnight (novella) Defy the Dawn (Spring 2016) Mi dnight Untamed (October 2016) ...and more to come! Also by Lara Adrian: Phoenix Code Romantic Suspense Series (with Tina Folsom) Cut and Run Hide and Seek Masters of Seduction Paranormal Roman ce Series Merciless: House of Gravori Priceless: House of Ebarron To get notified of new releases and to be eligible for subscrib ers-only giveaways and exclusive content, be sure to visit Lara's website and sign up for the newsletter! About the Author Lara A drian is the New York Times and #1 internationally bestselling au thor of the Midnight Breed vampire romance series (Random House) and seven award-winning, newly reissued historical romances, prev iously released under the pen name Tina St. John--now available f or Kindle and other ebook devices. To keep up to date with all o f Lara's upcoming books and to be eligible for special promotions and giveaways, visit Lara's website and sign up for her private email newsletter. Excerpt. ® Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Chapter One On stage in the cavernous jazz club below Montreal's street level, a crimson-lipped singer drawled into th e microphone about the cruelty of love. Although her sultry voice was pleasant enough, the lyrics about blood and pain and pleasur e clearly heartfelt, Nikolai wasn't listening. He wondered if she knew-if any of the dozens of humans packed into the intimate clu b knew-that they were sharing breathing space with vampires. The two young females sucking down pink martinis in the dark corner banquette sure as hell didn't know it. They were sandwiched betw een four such individuals, a group of slick, leather-clad males w ho were chatting them up-without much success-and trying to act l ike their bloodthirsty eyes hadn't been permanently fixed on the women's jugulars for the past fifteen minutes straight. Even thou gh it was clear that the vampires were negotiating hard to get th e humans out of the club with them, they weren't making much prog ress with their prospective blood Hosts. Nikolai scoffed under h is breath. Amateurs. He paid for the beer he'd left untouched o n the bar and headed at an easy stroll toward the corner table. A s he approached, he watched the two human females scoot out of th e booth on unsteady legs. Giggling, they stumbled for the restroo ms together, disappearing down a dim, crowded hallway off the mai n room. Nikolai sat down at the table in a negligent sprawl. Ev ening, ladies. The four vampires stared at him in silence, insta ntly recognizing their own kind. Niko lifted one of the tall, lip stick-stained martini glasses to his nose and sniffed at the dreg s of the fruity concoction. He winced, pushing the offending drin k aside. Humans, he drawled in a low voice. How can they stomach that shit? A wary silence fell over the table as Nikolai's glan ce traveled among the obviously young, obviously civilian Breed m ales. The largest of the four cleared his throat as he looked at Niko, his instincts no doubt picking up on the fact that Niko was n't local, and he was a far cry from civilized. The youth adopte d something he probably thought was a hardass look and jerked his soul-patched chin toward the restroom corridor. We saw them firs t, he murmured. The women. We saw them first. He cleared his thro at again, like he was waiting for his trio of wingmen to back him up. None did. We got here first, man. When the females come back to the table, they're gonna be leaving with us. Nikolai chuckle d at the young male's shaky attempt to stake his territory. You r eally think there'd be any contest if I was here to poach your ga me? Relax. I'm not interested in that. I'm looking for informatio n. He'd been through a similar song-and-dance twice already toni ght at other clubs, seeking out the places where members of the B reed tended to gather and hunt for blood, looking for someone who could point him toward a vampire elder named Sergei Yakut. It w asn't easy finding someone who didn't want to be found, especiall y a secretive, nomadic individual like Yakut. He was in Montreal, that much Nikolai was sure of. He'd spoken to the reclusive vamp ire by phone as recently as a couple of weeks earlier, when he'd tracked Yakut down to inform him of a threat that seemed aimed at the Breed's most powerful, rarest members-the twenty or so indiv iduals still in existence who were born of the first generation. Someone was targeting Gen Ones for extinction. Several had been slain within the past month, and for Niko and his brothers in arm s back in Boston-a small cadre of highly trained, highly lethal w arriors known as the Order-the business of rooting out and shutti ng down the elusive Gen One assassins was mission critical. For t hat, the Order had decided to contact all of the known Gen Ones r emaining in the Breed population and enlist their cooperation. S ergei Yakut had been less than enthusiastic to get involved. He f eared no one, and he had his own personal clan to protect him. He 'd declined the Order's invitation to come to Boston and talk, so Nikolai had been dispatched to Montreal to persuade him. Once Ya kut was made aware of the scope of the current threat-the stunnin g truth of what the Order and all of the Breed were now up agains t-Nikolai was certain the Gen One would be willing to come on boa rd. First he had to find the cagey son of a bitch. So far his i nquiries around the city had turned up nothing. Patience wasn't e xactly his strong suit, but he had all night, and he'd keep searc hing. Sooner or later, someone might give him the answer he was l ooking for. And if he kept coming up dry, maybe if he asked enoug h questions, Sergei Yakut would come looking for him instead. I need to find someone, Nikolai told the four Breed youths. A vampi re out of Russia. Siberia, to be exact. That where you're from? asked the soul-patched mouthpiece of the group. He'd evidently pi cked up on the slight tinge of an accent that Nikolai hadn't lost in the long years he'd been living in the States with the Order. Niko let his glacial blue eyes speak to his own origins. Do you know this individual? No, man. I don't know him. Two other hea ds shook in immediate denial, but the last of the four youths, th e sullen one who was slouched low in the booth, shot an anxious l ook up at Nikolai from across the table. Niko caught that tellin g gaze and held it. What about you? Any idea who I'm talking abou t? At first, he didn't think the vampire was going to answer. Hoo ded eyes held his in silence, then, finally, the kid lifted one s houlder in a shrug and exhaled a curse. Sergei Yakut, he murmured . The name was hardly audible, but Nikolai heard it. And from th e periphery of his vision, he noticed that an ebony-haired woman seated at the bar nearby heard it too. He could tell she had from the sudden rigidity of her spine beneath her long-sleeved black top and from the way her head snapped briefly to the side as thou gh pulled there by the power of that name alone. You know him? N ikolai asked the Breed male, while keeping the brunette at the ba r well within his sights. I know of him, that's all. He doesn't live in the Darkhavens, said the youth, referring to the secured communities that housed most of the Breed civilian populations th roughout North America and Europe. Dude's one nasty mofo from wha t I've heard. Yeah, he was, Nikolai acknowledged inwardly. Any i dea where I might find him? No. You sure about that? Niko asked , watching as the woman at the bar slid off her stool and prepare d to leave. She still had more than half a cocktail in her glass, but at the mere mention of Yakut's name, she seemed suddenly in a big hurry to get out of the place. The Breed youth shook his h ead. I don't know where to find the dude. Don't know why anyone w ould willingly look for him either, unless you got some kind of d eath wish. Nikolai glanced over his shoulder as the tall brunett e started edging her way through the crowd gathered near the bar. On impulse, she turned to look at him then, her jade-green gaze piercing beneath the fringe of dark lashes and the glossy swing o f her sleek, chin-length bob. There was a note of fear in her eye s as she stared back at him, a naked fear she didn't even attempt to hide. I'll be damned, Niko muttered. She knew something abo ut Sergei Yakut. Something more than just a passing knowledge, h e was guessing. That startled, panicked look as she turned and br oke for an escape said it all. Nikolai took off after her. He we aved through the thicket of humans filling the club, his eyes tra ined on the silky black hair of his quarry. The female was quick, as fleet and agile as a gazelle, her dark clothes and hair letti ng her practically disappear into her surroundings. But Niko was Breed, and there was no human in existence who could outrun one of his kind. She ducked out the club door and made a fast right o nto the street outside. Nikolai followed. She must have sensed hi m hard on her heels because she pivoted her head around to gauge his pursuit and those pale green eyes locked on to him like laser s. She ran faster now, turning the corner at the end of the bloc k. Not two seconds later, Niko was there too. He grinned as he ca ught sight of her a few yards ahead of him. The alley she'd enter ed between two tall brick buildings was narrow and dark-a dead en d sealed off by a dented metal Dumpster and a chain-link fence th at climbed some ten feet up from the ground. The woman spun arou nd on the spiked heels of her black boots, panting hard, eyes tra ined on him, watching his every move. Nikolai took a few steps i nto the lightless alley, then paused, his hands held benevolently out to his sides. It's okay, he told her. No need to run. I just want to talk to you. She stared in silence. I want to ask you about Sergei Yakut. She swallowed visibly, her smooth white thro at flexing. You know him, don't you. The edge of her mouth qui rked only a fraction, but enough to tell him that he was correct- she was familiar with the reclusive Gen One. Whether she could le ad Niko to him was another matter. Right now, she was his best, p ossibly his only, hope. Tell me where he is. I need to find him. At her sides, her hands balled into fists. Her feet were braced slightly apart as if she were prepared to bolt. Niko saw her gla nce subtly toward a battered door to her left. She lunged for it . Niko hissed a curse and flew after her with all the speed he p ossessed. By the time she'd thrown the door open on its groaning hinges, Nikolai was standing in front of her at the threshold, bl ocking her path into the darkness on the other side. He chuckled at the ease of it. I said there's no need to run, he said, shrug ging lightly as she backed a step away from him. He let the door fall closed behind him as he followed her slow retreat into the a lley. Jesus, she was breathtaking. He'd only gotten a glimpse of her in the club, but now, standing just a couple of feet from he r, he realized that she was absolutely stunning. Tall and lean, w illowy beneath her fitted black clothing, with flawless milk-whit e skin and luminous almond-shaped eyes. Her heart-shaped face was a mesmerizing combination of strength and softness, her beauty e qual parts light and dark. Nikolai knew he was gaping, but damn i f he could help it. Talk to me, he said. Tell me your name. He reached for her, an easy, nonthreatening move of his hand. He sen sed the jolt of adrenaline that shot into her bloodstream-he coul d smell the citrusy tang of it in the air, in fact-but he didn't see the roundhouse kick coming at him until he took the sharp hee l of her boot squarely in his chest. Goddamn. He rocked back, m ore surprised than unfooted. It was all the break she needed. Th e woman leapt for the door again, this time managing to disappear into the darkened building before Niko could wheel around and st op her. He gave chase, thundering in behind her. The place was e mpty, just a lot of naked concrete beneath his feet, bare bricks and exposed rafters all around him. Some fleeting sense of forebo ding prickled at the back of his neck as he raced deeper into the darkness, but the bulk of his attention was focused on the femal e standing in the center of the vacant space. She stared him down as he approached, every muscle in her slim body seeming tensed f or attack. Nikolai held that sharp stare as he drew up in front of her. I'm not going to hurt you. I know. She smiled, just a sl ight curve of her lips. You won't get that chance. Her voice was velvety smooth, but the glint in her eyes took on a cold edge. W ithout warning, Niko fel, Dell, 2008, 2.5, Denizli: Denizli Belediyesi, 2015. Soft cover. New. 8vo - over 7¾ - 9¾" tall. Paperback. PRoy. 8vo. (24 x 17 cm). In Turkish. 106 p., color ills. Since 2003 excavations and restoration work at Laodikeia on the Lykos have been Undertaken by the author on behalf of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism and Pamukkale University. The work conducted has shown that the history of Laodikeia, which is located within the borders of Eskihisar, Goncali and Bozburun neighbourhoods (former villages) and surrounded by rivers, namely Asopos, Kadmos, and Lykos, on three sides 6 km the north of Denizli, goes back to 5500s BC, not to the third century BC as was formerly thought. The city experienced numerous earthquakes, some very devastating, but always rebuilt; however, the earthquake in the reign of Focas (r. 602-610) razed her to the ground; the site was abandoned and the survivors settled at Kaleig of Denizli and Hisarkoy on the northern foots of Salbakos (Babadag). The city of Laodikeia had her high times during the Roman Imperial period and Late Antiquity when Christianity spread from the fourth to the sixth century. As the city was one of the first Seven Churches she became a metropolitan see quite early. Evidence uncovered indicates that the lifestyle of the city changed with Christianity and the city became a venue of pilgrimage as of the fourth century. With the spread of churches as architectural monuments across the city it is observed that some rooms in the houses with peristyle courts were converted to oratories building up a tradition of family chapels. This short work first tells briefly about the spread of Christianity in the region and churches in the city. This book's main focus is the Church of Laodikeia uncovered in 2010; therefore, you will find detailed information on its architecture, fountains, pastophoria, synthronon, ambo, bema, altar, baptistery and the corridor leading to it, frescoes, opus sectile flooring, and mosaics and the dating based on excavation finds. Furthermore, the protective roof project and the steel-and-glass catwalk for visitors are presented comprehensively., Denizli Belediyesi, 2015, 6, London: MoLA, 2005. First Edition. . Paperback. Very Good. First edition. Large paperback. 29.5 × 21.5cm, 221pp. MoLAS monograph 25. Important new evidence of Londons 2nd-century AD Roman pottery industry has been found along the western side of a tributary of the Walbrook stream. Up to eight kilns, producing Verulamium region white ware, and a probable potters workshop represent two phases of production. The findings indicate that much of the pottery thought to have been produced outside the settlement may come from these kilns. Pottery production went into decline in the second half of the 2nd century AD, though residual evidence was found of nearby glass working and other industries. Later Roman and medieval activity was largely truncated by modern basements. Condition: Very good condition. Previous owner's name to ffep., MoLA, 2005, 3, Oxford University Press; Geoffrey Cumberlege, London, Glasgow etc, 1954. First Edition. Hardcover. Near Fine Condition/No Dust Jacket. Clean firm brown covers with gilt lettering on the spine, sound binding, clean pages. Many black and white illustrations including fold-out plans and diagrams. Contents include: Palaeoliths from the lower reaches of the Bristol Avon by A D Lacaille; The excavation of a Roman barrow at Riseholme, near Lincoln by F H Thompson; A Carolingian rock crystal from the Abbey of Saint-Denis at the British Museum by Compte Blaise de Montesquiou-Ferensac; Rhodes and the origin of the bastion by B H St. J O'Neil; The plan of the Abbey Church of the Benedictine nunnery of St. Mary, West Malling, Kent by F C Elliston-Erwood; Anniversary Address by Sir James Mann; Durrington Walls, Wiltshire, recent excavations at a ceremonial site of the early second millenium B.C. by J F S Stone, Professor Stuart Piggott, and A St. J Booth; Flint Implements from Gloucestershire by Mrs E M Clifford, Dr. D A E Garrod and H S Gracie; A glass bowl of Dark Age date and some medieval grave-finds from Shaftesbury Abbey by D B Harden; The end of mid-Anglian paganism and the Tribal Hidage by E Thurlow Leeds; Two Saxon Urns from Ickwell Bury, Beds., and the Saxon penetration of the Eastern Midlands by J N L Myres; The use of blue slate for roofing in medieval England by E M Jope and G C Dunning; A Romano-British pottery kiln at Weston Favell, near Northampton by Brian Bunch and Philip Corder etc. 306 pages. No dust jacket, as published. Privately bound with plate for The Library of the Yorkshire Archaeological Society and Withdrawn stamp.. Quantity Available: 1. Shipped Weight: 1-2kg. Pictures of this item not already displayed here available upon request. Inventory No: 40118011162. For international tracking please select Priority shipping service.. This book is heavier than 1kg, and may incur additional delivery charges on some delivery services to some locations.., Oxford University Press; Geoffrey Cumberlege, 1954, 4, London: Leicester University Press / The Society of Antiquaries of London, 1999. Book. Fine. Hardcover. First Edition. 4to - over 9¾" - 12" tall. xiii, 400 pages. Color plates. Many black and white figures. Bibliography. Index. "The excavations on the site of the city of Nicopolis in northern Bulgaria represent a major research programme carried out to investigate the character of urbanism in Antiquity. The ceramic sequence dates from the early second century AD down to the end of the sixth century and also includes early medieval and post-medieval pottery. The glass report provides a dated sequence of forms, based upon the study of over 7,000 finds ranging from high-quality Roman, late Roman and early Byzantine imports, including a cage-cup (diatretum) and high-quality engraved examples, to common types found throughout the Roman empire. Also discussed is the evidence for glassworking in the ancient city itself". - Dust jacket. Book clean, bright and unmarked with negligible wear. Light wear to dust jacket now preserved in archival-grade Brodart. A lovely copy.., Leicester University Press / The Society of Antiquaries of London, 1999, 4<

1999, ISBN: 9780718501686

London: Leicester University Press / The Society of Antiquaries of London, 1999. Book. Fine. Hardcover. First Edition. 4to - over 9¾" - 12" tall. xiii, 400 pages. Color … Altro …

London: Leicester University Press / The Society of Antiquaries of London, 1999. Book. Fine. Hardcover. First Edition. 4to - over 9¾" - 12" tall. xiii, 400 pages. Color plates. Many black and white figures. Bibliography. Index. "The excavations on the site of the city of Nicopolis in northern Bulgaria represent a major research programme carried out to investigate the character of urbanism in Antiquity. The ceramic sequence dates from the early second century AD down to the end of the sixth century and also includes early medieval and post-medieval pottery. The glass report provides a dated sequence of forms, based upon the study of over 7,000 finds ranging from high-quality Roman, late Roman and early Byzantine imports, including a cage-cup (diatretum) and high-quality engraved examples, to common types found throughout the Roman empire. Also discussed is the evidence for glassworking in the ancient city itself". - Dust jacket. Book clean, bright and unmarked with negligible wear. Light wear to dust jacket now preserved in archival-grade Brodart. A lovely copy.., Leicester University Press / The Society of Antiquaries of London, 1999, 4<

1999, ISBN: 0718501683

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[EAN: 9780718501686], Gebraucht, guter Zustand, [SC: 240.59], [PU: Leicester University Press / The Society of Antiquaries of London, London], NICOPOLIS AD ISTRUM, EXCAVATIONS, ARCHEOLOGY… Altro …

[EAN: 9780718501686], Gebraucht, guter Zustand, [SC: 240.59], [PU: Leicester University Press / The Society of Antiquaries of London, London], NICOPOLIS AD ISTRUM, EXCAVATIONS, ARCHEOLOGY, BULGARIA, POTTERY, GLASS, Jacket, xiii, 400 pages. Color plates. Many black and white figures. Bibliography. Index. "The excavations on the site of the city of Nicopolis in northern Bulgaria represent a major research programme carried out to investigate the character of urbanism in Antiquity. The ceramic sequence dates from the early second century AD down to the end of the sixth century and also includes early medieval and post-medieval pottery. The glass report provides a dated sequence of forms, based upon the study of over 7,000 finds ranging from high-quality Roman, late Roman and early Byzantine imports, including a cage-cup (diatretum) and high-quality engraved examples, to common types found throughout the Roman empire. Also discussed is the evidence for glassworking in the ancient city itself". - Dust jacket. Book clean, bright and unmarked with negligible wear. Light wear to dust jacket now preserved in archival-grade Brodart. A lovely copy., Books<

1999, ISBN: 0718501683

edizione con copertina rigida

[EAN: 9780718501686], Gebraucht, guter Zustand, [SC: 36.77], [PU: Leicester University Press / The Society of Antiquaries of London, London], NICOPOLIS AD ISTRUM, EXCAVATIONS, ARCHEOLOGY,… Altro …

[EAN: 9780718501686], Gebraucht, guter Zustand, [SC: 36.77], [PU: Leicester University Press / The Society of Antiquaries of London, London], NICOPOLIS AD ISTRUM, EXCAVATIONS, ARCHEOLOGY, BULGARIA, POTTERY, GLASS, Jacket, xiii, 400 pages. Color plates. Many black and white figures. Bibliography. Index. "The excavations on the site of the city of Nicopolis in northern Bulgaria represent a major research programme carried out to investigate the character of urbanism in Antiquity. The ceramic sequence dates from the early second century AD down to the end of the sixth century and also includes early medieval and post-medieval pottery. The glass report provides a dated sequence of forms, based upon the study of over 7,000 finds ranging from high-quality Roman, late Roman and early Byzantine imports, including a cage-cup (diatretum) and high-quality engraved examples, to common types found throughout the Roman empire. Also discussed is the evidence for glassworking in the ancient city itself". - Dust jacket. Book clean, bright and unmarked with negligible wear. Light wear to dust jacket now preserved in archival-grade Brodart. A lovely copy., Books<

1999, ISBN: 0718501683

edizione con copertina rigida

[EAN: 9780718501686], Gebraucht, guter Zustand, [SC: 36.76], [PU: Leicester University Press / The Society of Antiquaries of London, London], NICOPOLIS AD ISTRUM, EXCAVATIONS, ARCHEOLOGY,… Altro …

[EAN: 9780718501686], Gebraucht, guter Zustand, [SC: 36.76], [PU: Leicester University Press / The Society of Antiquaries of London, London], NICOPOLIS AD ISTRUM, EXCAVATIONS, ARCHEOLOGY, BULGARIA, POTTERY, GLASS, Jacket, xiii, 400 pages. Color plates. Many black and white figures. Bibliography. Index. "The excavations on the site of the city of Nicopolis in northern Bulgaria represent a major research programme carried out to investigate the character of urbanism in Antiquity. The ceramic sequence dates from the early second century AD down to the end of the sixth century and also includes early medieval and post-medieval pottery. The glass report provides a dated sequence of forms, based upon the study of over 7,000 finds ranging from high-quality Roman, late Roman and early Byzantine imports, including a cage-cup (diatretum) and high-quality engraved examples, to common types found throughout the Roman empire. Also discussed is the evidence for glassworking in the ancient city itself". - Dust jacket. Book clean, bright and unmarked with negligible wear. Light wear to dust jacket now preserved in archival-grade Brodart. A lovely copy., Books<