Roshani Chokshi

Best-selling author Rick Riordan presents the breathtaking conclusion to Roshani Chokshi's New York Times best-selling Pandava quintet. Will the Sleeper gain immortality or be stopped once and for all? *"Chokshi spins a fantastical narrative that seamlessly intertwines Hindu cosmology and folklore, feminism, and witty dialogue for an uproarious novel."--Kirkus Reviews (starred review of Aru Shah and the End of Time) The Pandavas only have until the next full moon to stop the Sleeper from gaining access to the nectar of immortality, which will grant him infinite power. But how can Aru, Mini, and Brynne hope to defeat him without their celestial weapons? The Sleeper and his army are already plundering the labyrinth, and the sisters can't even enter. Their quest to get in will have them calling on old friends, meeting new allies, and facing fearsome trials, like...performing in a rock concert? When the moment of confrontation finally arrives, it's up to Aru to decide who deserves immortality, the devas or the asuras. The most unexpected answer will come from a most unexpected place. More surprises and delights, gods and demons, and laughs and tears await in this immensely satisfying conclusion to the wild ride that began with the lighting of a lamp. Collect the whole series: Rick Riordan Presents: Aru Shah and the End of Time (Book 1) Rick Riordan Presents: Aru Shah and the Song of Death (Book 2) Rick Riordan Presents: Aru Shah and the Tree of Wishes (Book 3) Rick Riordan Presents: Aru Shah and the City of Gold (Book 4)

A Pandava Novel Book 5

Aru Shah and the Nectar of Immortality (a Pandava Novel Book 5)

Anna Stewart

But heroism was nothing like what she had understood from all her books. There was no shining armor to protect her from emotions she didn’t want to feel. There was no magical horse leading her into a battle between clearly divided good and evil. Even the monsters weren’t so monstrous.

. We can’t fight without our weapons!” 

“Technically, we could…” said Mini, weakly holding up her fists. “It’d be a short fight, though. Because we’d die almost immediately—”

“It’s like they say in the Gita, ‘It is better to live your own destiny imperfectly than to live an imitation of somebody else’s life with perfection.’ You understand?”

"(...)There is more than one kind of darkness, and none is darker than doubt, for the light required to illuminate it belongs not to a jewel or a flame, but your very soul.”

Aru is so such a real character, with her fears and doubts. It makes me want to hug her, though. 🥺

She didn’t know how to tell Brynne and Mini that, for all her plans, she still felt lost. What if, when the time came, she did exactly the wrong thing?

“Even a monster isn’t the monster of their own story,” said Aru.

The firebird might have had Boo’s soul, but he seemed very different. At peace, and perhaps a little wilder. A little freer. 

Would she ever feel that way? Or would she always feel like she’d folded away her fears and tried to make them as small as possible so she could keep going?

They were a hundred feet away from the end of the world. It was lovely and exhilarating, like holding your breath underwater and opening your eyes, knowing you wouldn’t be able to see this forever.

Brynne knew that sometimes being strong demanded the courage to be weak, but weakness wasn’t a choice right now—it was something that had been forced on her the moment Kara used the astra weapon to destroy their celestial gifts. Without Gogo, Brynne was so…less than. When she shape-shifted, she could no longer transform into gargantuan creatures. When she reached into the air, she could no longer weave cyclones out of nothing. It was as if the world was telling her that there was really nothing special about her. 

But at this moment…Brynne was pretty sure she’d been wrong.

She held firm because she’d realized something when Jambavan had talked down to them. He didn’t know who they were or what they’d done—he’d taken one 

 at them and assumed they were weak. The moment Brynne had heard that, she’d understood something. 

But there was strength in that perspective. When someone chose to see you only as small and weak, it made them careless. Careless enough not to notice when a small and weak thing crept past all their expectations and laid a trap they didn’t expect.

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