«Sigues un HOME a la Guàrdia de la Ciutat! La Guàrdia de la Ciutat necessita HOMES!» Fins ara, però, la Guàrdia Nocturna només compta amb el cap Safanòria (tècnicament un nan), l’agent Cuddy (realment un nan), l’agent Detritus (un troll), l’agent Angua (una dona... la major part del temps) i el cap Nobby (desqualificat de la carrera evolutiva per fer trampes). I necessiten tota lajuda que puguina conseguir. Perquè hi ha un assassí solt als carrers, amb una arma nova i mortífera i, el més perillós, un PLA per tornar a la ciutat d’Ankh-Morpork la seva grandesa perduda. A més, ho han de desemmascarar abans del migdia, quan el capità Vimes torni la seva placa i es casi amb la dona més rica de la ciutat. Comparat amb el que els ve a
sobre, acabar amb aquell drac que va atacar la ciutat fa un temps va resultar fàcil, fins i tot enfrontar-se a un exèrcit de nans seria més fàcil! I si la tasca és complicada per a un cos de vigilància normal, per a la Guàrdia Nocturna es pot convertir, literalment, en un autèntic «trencacocos»...

'Don't put your trust in revolutions. They always come round again. That's why they're called revolutions. People die, and nothing changes.'
For a policeman, there can be few things worse than a serial killer at loose in your city. Except, perhaps, a serial killer who targets coppers, and a city on the brink of bloody revolution. The people have found their voice at last, the flags and barricades are rising...And the question for a policeman, an officer of the law, a defender of the peace, is:
Are you with them, or are you against them?

Be careful what you wish for...Once upon a time there was a fairy godmother named Desiderata who had a good heart, a wise head, and poor planning skills--which unforunately left the Princess Emberella in the care of her "other" (not quite so good and wise) godmother when DEATH came for Desiderata. So now it's up to Magrat Garlick, Granny Weatherwax, and Nanny Ogg to hop on broomsticks and make for far-distant Genua to ensure the servant girl "doesn't" marry the Prince.But the road to Genua is bumpy, and along the way the trio of witches encounters the occasional vampire, werewolf, and falling house (well this is a "fairy tale," after all). The trouble really begins once these reluctant foster-godmothers arrive in Genua and must outwit their power-hungry counterpart who'll stop at nothing to achieve a proper "happy ending"--even if it means destroying a kingdom.

Algo se está despertando en las profundidades de la caliza. Los búhos y los zorros lo presienten y Tiffany Dolorido lo nota en sus botas. Un viejo enemigo está reuniendo fuerzas.

Es tiempo de finales y principios, de viejos y nuevos amigos, de romper los límites y cambiar de manos el poder. Ahora, Tiffany se encuentra entre la luz y las sombras, entre el bien y el mal.

Mientras la horda de hadas se prepara para la invasión, Tiffany debe convocar a todas las brujas para que se unan a ella. Para proteger la tierra. Su tierra.

Es la hora de la verdad.

A lo largo de más de tres décadas, Terry Pratchett se convirtió en uno de los escritores más populares y admirados del Reino Unido. Su prolífica obra consta de unos setenta libros, ha sido traducida a treinta y siete idiomas y lleva vendidos más de ochenta y cinco millones de ejemplares en todo el mundo. Se le conoce sobre todo por su serie del Mundodisco, cuyo primer volumen se publicó originalmente en 1983 y que se cierra ahora con La corona del pastor, la entrega número cuarenta y uno.

Por otra parte, esta es la sexta novela del autor pensada tanto para los seguidores adultos de la serie como para introducir en ella a nuevos y más jóvenes lectores así como la quinta protagonizada por Tiffany Dolorido, uno de los personajes más queridos del Mundodisco. Esta joven bruja y sus inimitables ayudantes, los Nac Mac Feegle también aparecen en Los pequeños hombres libres, Un sombrero de cielo, La corona de hielo y Me vestiré de medianoche.

Here there be dragons...and the denizens of Ankh-Morpork wish one huge firebreather would return from whence it came. Long believed extinct, a superb specimen of "draco nobilis" ("noble dragon" for those who don't understand italics) has appeared in Discworld's greatest city. Not only does this unwelcome visitor have a nasty habit of charbroiling everything in its path, in rather short order it is crowned King (it is a "noble" dragon, after all...).

Death comes to us all. When he came to Mort, he offered him a job.

Death is the Grim Reaper of the Discworld, a black-robed skeleton with a scythe who ushers souls into the next world. He is also fond of cats and endlessly baffled by humanity. Soon Death is yearning to experience what humanity really has to offer, but to do that, he'll need to hire some help.

It's an offer Mort can't refuse. As Death's apprentice he'll have free board, use of the company horse—and being dead isn't compulsory. It's a dream job—until Mort falls in love with Death's daughter, Ysabell, and discovers that your boss can be a killer on your love life…

La ciudad de Ankh-Morpork está gobernada por un Patricio, Lord Vetinari, que ha legalizado los asesinatos, los robos, la mendicidad y la prostitución para tenerlos controlados. El Gremio de Asesinos y el de Ladrones reciben una cuota de asesinatos y robos 'razonables', y el sistema funciona con normalidad. Excepto para la Guardia Nocturna, que se ha visto reducida a tres hombres: el capitán Sam Vimes, el sargento Colon y el cabo Nobby Nobbs. La institución está degradada y envilecida.
Por otra parte, en las montañas, el rey de una mina de enanos decide enviar a su hijo adoptivo Zanahoria a ingresar en la Guardia para que se haga un hombre. Zanahoria mide dos metros, es simple y muy fuerte, y cree que todos somos capaces de llevarnos bien. Además, se ha estudiado las leyes de la ciudad. Zanahoria es capaz de revitalizar la Guardia, que debe descubrir quién anda detrás de las misteriosas apariciones de un dragón, que tienen como fin la restauración de la monarquía en la ciudad. Para ello contarán con la ayuda inestimable de lady Sybil Ramkin, una aristócrata experta en dragones de pantano.

Una fábula fantástica sobre el planeta plano y circular que navega por el espacio sobre el lomo de cuatro elefantes y una tortuga gigante. Una desternillante sátira sobre religiones y guerras.

Brutha es un muchacho sencillo y analfabeto que se enfrenta a terribles problemas. Un dios le ha hablado y se ha convertido en el Elegido. Quiere terminar con una Iglesia poderosa y corrupta, quiere evitar una horrible guerra santa, quiere paz y justicia. Pero por encima de todo, lo que realmente quiere ¡es que su dios elija a Otro!

Un nuevo día, sereno y apacible, empieza en Mundo Disco. Como es habitual, la gran tortuga navega por el éter entregada a reflexiones inescrutables, sosteniendo en su caparazón a los cuatro elefantes sobre los que descansa el mundo. Sin embargo, se avecina una inexorable colisión con una malévola estrella roja, y sólo una persona puede poner remedio al inminente desastre: Rincewind, el inepto y cobarde hechicero. Por desgracia, Rincewind fue visto por última vez cuando caía por el borde del mundo... Esta serie de novelas está considerada la más divertida y heterodoxa saga fantástica jamás escrita. Como ha señalado la crítica, las novelas de Terry Pratchett deberían ser lectura obligada para aquellos que se toman la vida demasiado en serio.

En un mundo plano sostenido por cuatro elefantes impasibles -que se apoyan en la espalda de una tortuga gigante- habitan los estrafalarios personajes de esta novela: un hechicero avaro y torpe, un turista ingenuo cuyo fiero equipaje le sigue a todas partes sostenido por cientos de patitas, dragones que existen si se cree en ellos, gremios de ladrones y asesinos, espadas mágicas, la Muerte y, por supuesto, un extenso catálogo de magos y demonios... En esta serie de novelas se dan cita todos los temas y situaciones del género fantástico, visto a través del personalismo y corrosivo sentido de la comicidad de un autor inglés que se ha convertido en uno de los escritores de humor de mayor éxito y fama en el mundo.

Tres hermanas brujas se oponen radicalmente a los reyes del país de Lancre. Tienen sus motivos para ello, y también un maquiavélico plan para alzarse con la victoria. Naturalmente, los habitantes de Lancre se verán involucrados y todo derivará hacia una convulsión caótica.

In un mondo sorretto da quattro elefanti magici che poggiano sul guscio di una tartaruga gigante, ha inizio la più stramba, scatenata ed esplosiva delle avventure: il viaggio dell’ingenuo Duefiori attraverso le meraviglie e le bizzarrie del Mondo Disco.

As it moves towards a seemingly inevitable collision with a malevolent red star, the Discworld has only one possible saviour. Unfortunately, this happens to be the singularly inept and cowardly wizard called Rincewind, who was last seen falling off the edge of the world...

There was an eighth son of an eighth son. He was, quite naturally, a wizard. And there it should have ended. However (for reasons we'd better not go into), he had seven sons. And then he had an eighth son... a wizard squared... a source of magic... a Sourcerer.

In the beginning was the Word.

And the Word was: "Hey, you!"

For Brutha the novice is the Chosen One. He wants peace and justice and brotherly love.

He also wants the Inquisition to stop torturing him now, please...

A Young Dwarf's Dream
Corporal Carrot has been promoted! He's now in charge of the new recruits guarding Ankh-Morpork, Discworld's greatest city, from Barbarian Tribes, Miscellaneous Marauders, unlicensed Thieves, and such. It's a big job, particularly for an adopted dwarf.
But an even bigger job awaits. An ancient document has just revealed that Ankh-Morpork, ruled for decades by Disorganized crime, has a secret sovereign! And his name is Carrott...
And so begins the most awesome epic encounter of all time, or at least all afternoon, in which the fate of a city--indeed of the universe itself!--depends on a young man's courage, an ancient sword's magic, and a three-legged poodle's bladder.

It is known as the Discworld. It is a flat planet, supported on the backs of four elephants, who in turn stand on the back of the great turtle A'Tuin as it swims majestically through space. And it is quite possibly the funniest place in all of creation.

The last thing the wizard Drum Billet did, before Death laid a bony hand on his shoulder, was to pass on his staff of power to the eighth son of an eighth son. Unfortunately for his colleagues in the chauvinistic (not to say misogynistic) world of magic, he failed to check on the new-born baby's sex...

Terry Pratchett turns his acute satirical eye on sexual equality and chauvanism in his hilarious third Discworld novel.

It is known as the Discworld. It is a flat planet, supported on the backs of four elephants, who in turn stand on the back of the great turtle A'Tuin as it swims majestically through space. And it is quite possibly the funniest place in all of creation...

Death comes to us all. When he came to Mort, he offered him a job.

After being assured that being dead was not compulsory, Mort accepted. However, he soon found that romantic longings did not mix easily with the responsibilities of being Death's apprentice.

Maurice and the rats have teamed up with a young lad named Keith to implement a clever moneymaking scheme. Upon entering a town, the rats make a general nuisance of themselves -- stealing food and widdling on things -- until the townsfolk become desperate to get rid of them. Then Maurice and Keith appear on the scene and offer to save the day by ridding the town of its infestation for a small fee. It seems like a surefire plan until the group arrives in the town of Bad Blintz and gets hooked up with Malicia, a young girl with a vivid imagination and a knack for finding trouble. When it's discovered that Bad Blintz already has a rat problem -- one that a couple of shifty-eyed rat catchers claim to have under control -- things turn deadly. For lurking beneath the town's streets is an obstacle course of mangling rattraps and noxious poisons. And beyond that is a monster so powerful and ugly, even Malicia couldn't imagine it. <br /><br />As Maurice and the rats battle for their very survival, a number of provocative themes surface: life after death, good versus evil, and the sacrifice of the few for the many.

It's murder in Discworld -- which ordinarily is no big deal. But what bothers Watch Commander Sir Sam Vimes is that the unusual deaths of three elderly Ankh-Morporkians do not bear the clean, efficient marks of the Assassins' Guild. An apparent lack of any motive is also quite troubling. All Vimes has are some tracks of white clay and more of those bothersome "clue" things that only serve to muck up an investigation. The anger of a fearful populace is already being dangerously channeled toward the city's small community of golems -- the mindless, absurdly industrious creatures of baked clay who can occasionally be found toiling in the city's factories. And certain highly placed personages are using the unrest as an excuse to resurrect a monarchy -- which would be bad enough even if the "king" they were grooming wasn't as empty-headed as your typical animated pottery.