American Gods: A NovelHarper Collins, 19.06.2001 - 480 Seiten The storm was coming.... Shadow spent three years in prison, keeping his head down, doing his time. All he wanted was to get back to the loving arms of his wife and to stay out of trouble for the rest of his life. But days before his scheduled release, he learns that his wife has been killed in an accident, and his world becomes a colder place. On the plane ride home to the funeral, Shadow meets a grizzled man who calls himself Mr. Wednesday. A self-styled grifter and rogue, Wednesday offers Shadow a job. And Shadow, a man with nothing to lose, accepts. But working for the enigmatic Wednesday is not without its price, and Shadow soon learns that his role in Wednesday's schemes will be far more dangerous than he ever could have imagined. Entangled in a world of secrets, he embarks on a wild road trip and encounters, among others, the murderous Czernobog, the impish Mr. Nancy, and the beautiful Easter -- all of whom seem to know more about Shadow than he himself does. Shadow will learn that the past does not die, that everyone, including his late wife, had secrets, and that the stakes are higher than anyone could have imagined. All around them a storm of epic proportions threatens to break. Soon Shadow and Wednesday will be swept up into a conflict as old as humanity itself. For beneath the placid surface of everyday life a war is being fought -- and the prize is the very soul of America. As unsettling as it is exhilarating, American Gods is a dark and kaleidoscopic journey deep into myth and across an America at once eerily familiar and utterly alien. Magnificently told, this work of literary magic will haunt the reader far beyond the final page. |
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... pushing Shadow back into his seat . Then they were airborne , and the airport lights were falling away below them . Shadow looked at the man in the seat next to him . His hair was a reddish gray ; his beard , little more than stubble ...
... pushed forward by the yellow blouse tied beneath them . Her black hair is piled high and knotted on top of her head . Standing beside her is a short man wearing an olive T - shirt and expensive blue jeans . He is holding , in his right ...
... pushing that big hard thing inside of me , will you worship me ? ” " Will I what ? " She is rocking back and forth on him : the engorged head of his penis is being rubbed against the wet lips of her vulva . " Will you call me goddess ...
... pushed open the door , back into the bar . The air was blue with smoke , and the Dixie Cups were on the jukebox singing “ Iko Iko . " Shadow smiled , slightly , in recognition of the old children's song . The barman pointed to a table ...
... pushed himself back up to a standing position . " Not on yer ass ! " he shouted . " It ain't over till I say it is ! " Then he grinned , and threw himself forward , swinging at Shadow . He stepped onto a fallen ice cube , and his grin ...
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