Zeigt Titel in Paranormal

It all started with an ugly amulet that I bought at an estate auction. The moment I touched it with my bare hand, wham-bam, I ended up infused with magic. Some might think this was cool. Not exactly since it also came with trouble. AKA a wicked wizard who will stop at nothing to steal my newfound power. The one shining spot? The hot dude that breaks into my house. I know, I shouldn't be falling for a home invader, but Misha's kind of a special case. He knows about the power I absorbed, but if I want answers, I'll have to travel to Russia.

Serena Paris es huérfana y no pertenece a ninguna manada. Su comparecencia en público como la primera híbrida entre humano y licántropo debería haber puesto fin a siglos de desavenencias entre las especies. En lugar de eso, la colocó en el punto de mira, presa de las despiadadas maquinaciones políticas entre licántropos, vampiros y humanos. Como alfa de la manada del noroeste, Koen Alexander está acostumbrado a que lo obedezcan. Tal es su autoridad que solo un necio se atrevería a amenazar a su compañera.

In a kingdom built on lies and blood, some bonds cannot be broken. Merrit Locke runs Lock & Key, a neutral bar at the edge of vampire court territory, keeping her head down, her past blank, and her telepathy a secret. Until Prince Kieran Veyne walks through her door. He’s beautiful, dangerous, and far too observant. When a violent ambush forces Merrit to act, Kieran sees just enough to draw the wrong conclusion, believing she’s a rare seer. A lie Merrit must uphold when he drags her into a world of velvet deception. To use her, he makes her part of his court.

War found me first. Riven Vescari is a man made of fire and fury, And he says I belong to him. But he’s not the only one. Death watches like he’s already claimed me. Pestilence breathes my name like a curse. Famine stalks my dreams, starved for something only I can give. They say I’m part of a prophecy. A power they’ll kill to claim. But I’m not here to be claimed. Let them fight over me. Let the world burn. Because I’m not the end they expected. I’m the one who gets to decide, And I won’t be choosing between them.

On the worst night of her life, an unexpected man is there to dry her tears. But what is he hiding? It’s Emelia’s twenty-sixth birthday, and she’s invited everyone to celebrate her new promotion at work. But when her boyfriend Jason doesn’t even show up, she discovers he’s cheating on her. Devastated, Emelia’s friends decide to give her a night out on the town—which includes Jason’s dad, Roscoe. Roscoe might be in his late forties, but he can have a few beers and dance with the best of them. Now, he has to make up for what a jackass Jason has been to his sweet girlfriend.

The werewolves of the world live in tight knit gangs, or “dens”, for protection from outsiders – and each other. Every major metropolis has one; to belong to a den is to have a family for eternity. However, Grace Holtz, next in line to lead the Seattle den called The Nameless, has had enough of living under the crushing weight of her den’s expectations. Having fled to a small, rural town in southeast Oregon, her goal is to blend in and be as “normal” as possible for the rest of her unnaturally long life.

I never intended to bond with a dragon. I definitely didn't intend to become his wife. Now I must wed the Crown Prince, a man who is as cruel as he is handsome. Yet, as soon as my dragon and I are presented to the king and queen, we are rejected. My dragon is not big enough, not good enough, and neither am I.

Der geniale Uhrmacher Zacharius glaubt, den Schlüssel zur Zeit selbst gefunden zu haben. Doch je tiefer er sich in sein Werk verstrickt, desto deutlicher wird: Wer mit den Kräften der Ewigkeit spielt, bezahlt einen schrecklichen Preis... Alexander Wohnhaas verleiht dieser vergessenen Perle der Weltliteratur eine eindringliche Stimme.

Sie nennen mich Hure, verdorben, wertlos, und mein neuer Beschützer tut nur seine Pflicht – oder steckt noch mehr dahinter? Ich ertrage jede einzelne Schmähung, mache mich klein und möglichst unsichtbar. Mein Überleben hängt davon ab, ganz zu schweigen von dem meiner Tochter. Nur ein einziges Mal habe ich mich einem Mann hingegeben, wohlwissend, dass Mensch und Wolf gleichermaßen seine Natur beherrschen. Er kam nie zurück, dafür aber sein bester Freund. Er sagt, er würde nun für mich und das Kind sorgen. Er sagt, es sei seine Pflicht.

I’ve loved Kaldur of House Kaalium since the first moment I laid eyes on him. He’s a sinfully charming, lore-smoking playboy with a smile that makes me see stars. As the High Lord of Vyaan, his vast power and wealth extends throughout the entirety of our nation—and he’s as untouchable as he is devastatingly handsome. Me? I’m a lowly human keeper on his grand estate. An orphan with no family. A dreamer, who lives in the adventure of my own fictional stories. I couldn’t be more beneath his notice or unlike the plethora of pretty, clever socialites who warm his bed.

Ophelia was born into a family of Hunters, tasked with protecting the humans from the creatures of the night who feast on their fear. Except Ophelia always found the idea of monsters kind of intriguing. She even made the grave sin of committing some X-rated monster thoughts to paper—which in hindsight may not have been the best idea because her parents were mortified—but you live and learn. Well, everyone finds out your secret, you get banished from society, and then you learn.

The secret is out: I’m the prophesied scourge, and according to the Legacy Council, my quintet and I must be hunted down and destroyed immediately. With the size of the bounty they’ve put on our heads, there’s no telling who we can trust. Going on the run feels cowardly, but it’s necessary. We need time to regroup so I can move on to the next step of my plan to free the humans trapped in the Nether. We also have to figure out how I’m being mysteriously bound to each of my matches. It should be impossible, yet the more we bond against all odds, the more powerful I feel.

Meiner wahren Liebe zu widerstehen, war wesentlich einfacher, als er noch eine Kröte war. Nachdem ein magischer Kuss ihre Gefühle offenbart, sieht Miriam nur eine Lösung: Sie muss ihren Job kündigen. Denn Josh ist ihr Boss – und sie die Hexe, die ihn bereits einmal verwünscht hat. Aber so leicht gibt Josh nicht auf. Er braucht Miriam, nicht nur, um seine Firma zu retten. Und wie sollte er seine Herzenshexe besser von der wahren Liebe überzeugen als mit ein paar Überstunden?

Magie geht verloren, wenn man sie in Fesseln legt. Zwei Jahre sind seit den verheerenden Ereignissen in Adreal vergangen. Zwei Jahre, in denen sich Valea in der Welt der Menschen versteckt hat. Und so sehr sie Ardeal vermisst, so hofft sie doch, dass niemand sie je findet. Aber manche Hoffnungen erfüllen sich nicht und als eines Tages alte Freunde vor ihrer Tür stehen und sie bitten zurückzukehren, muss Valea entscheiden, ob sie ihre Wut und ihren Hass überwindet, um denen zu helfen, die sie im Stich gelassen haben.

Meine Mitbewohnerin vom College ist richtig übel. Cecile stiehlt mir das Essen, bringt zu jeder Zeit Jungs mit nach Hause und feiert, anstatt zu lernen. Aber diese üblen Eigenschaften verblassen im Vergleich zu dem, was sie als nächstes tut. Sie betäubt mich, und ich wache als Gefangene in einem anderen Universum voller schrecklicher Kreaturen auf. Nun, die größte und furchterregendste Kreatur von allen - ein Feen-König - glaubt, dass ich seine Gefährtin bin. Er hat mich aus dem Kerker befreit, behält mich aber in seiner Nähe.

Jericho St. James hasst meine Familie. Er ist mächtig, unvorstellbar reich und der gefährlichste Mann, den ich kenne. Und ich gehöre ihm. Er hat mich aus meinem Zuhause geholt. Er wird mich zu seiner Frau machen. Und er hat sehr deutlich gemacht, dass ich in seinem Bett schlafen werde.

In an isolated fortress, the Master of Crows battles an ancient god for possession of his soul. Renegade and heretic, he dreams of ways to defeat the god and destroy the priesthood who would execute him. Sent by her masters to betray him, a woman comes who possesses a weapon he can use to triumph over both, but only with the ultimate sacrifice. A tale of love and allegiance.

When my grandmother, the leader of the Rathmore Coven, summons me, I have no choice but to answer her call. To reach her, I must cross the Wood, the realm of Wotan, lord of the hunt. Rumors of his cruelty and brutality precede him, but nothing prepares me to meet the monster face to face. Because Wotan is more than a monster. He's a predator, a bully, and now he's claimed me as his pawn in his war against my grandmother. A master of torture, he's determined to master me, stripping me bare of all my secrets.

Life is busier than ever for Innkeeper, Dina DeMille and Sean Evans. But it’s about to get even more chaotic when Sean's werewolf mentor is kidnapped. To find him, they must host an intergalactic spouse-search for one of the most powerful rulers in the Galaxy. Dina is never one to back down from a challenge. That is, if she can manage her temperamental Red Cleaver chef; the consequences of her favorite Galactic ex-tyrant's dark history; the tangled politics of an interstellar nation, and oh, yes, keep the wedding candidates from a dozen alien species from killing each other.

For years, I've kept myself safe from my small pack's males, hiding in sewers and sleeping in trees to keep their teeth out of my neck. They don't really want me, just the power and prestige that comes with winning the hunt. I only want to survive. In three days, at the Enforcer Games, I'll have one chance to escape. But when the Games begin, and the most powerful shifters in the world arrive at my packlands and scent me, a new hunt begins.