Zeigt Titel in Paranormal

Gary doesn’t have all that much going for him. He’s a teenage boy who lives in a Tier-3 town that’s barely hanging on, and his family’s just a rung above dirt poor. Which is why he’s taken the very dangerous step of becoming an errand boy for the savage Underdogs gang. He doesn’t like what they do, but if he tries to get out, he’s pretty sure he’ll get very dead.

Not attracting attention in Willowbark is a little hard to do when your inherited apothecary shop is brimming with magic, your cat might be a dragon, and someone just turned up dead in the middle of the Halloween festival . . . inside one of the decorative cauldrons. Festive, right? Add in local witches, vampires with attitude problems, and a coven watching my every move, and yeah—blending in isn't exactly going well.

Ever since I uncovered the truth about my bloodline, everything has gone to hell. My best friend, Bran, has been cursed—trapped inside an artifact by an ancient goddess who refuses to let her go. Weasel is coming for Bran, an unknown monster is hunting me, and war is brewing between the gods, the shadow-winged, and the weres. If we win, humanity stays blissfully ignorant and safe. If we lose? Everything ends. I'm just a shapeshifting bush pilot with a knack for survival, but even I know this fight is bigger than me. The gods are making their final move.

With the Final Guild Trial hurtling toward me—and the Harbingers' shadow looming ever closer—my training has become a brutal race against time. Surviving means mastering my bond with Thalon, my legendary dragon partner, while navigating the deadly politics of the Guild, where more than a few people would rather see me fail . . . or dead. But the trials inside the Guild aren't the only ones testing me. The men in my life—my protectors, my challengers, my greatest temptations—are impossible to ignore.

Even broken warlocks have a One, right? Balthazar knows he shouldn’t feel guilty for wanting what his friend has: a One and child. He adores their little boy and is happy to be an honorary uncle, but he wants his own. Amherst Coven has been blessed with fated mates recently, and Balthazar yearns to be the next to find his match. Grant is a warlock without powers, and he was okay with that. He’d come to terms with being broken decades ago. That didn’t mean he wanted to move to a coven after spending his entire life living amongst humans. But to make his mother happy, he’d do just that.

Fate knows what they’re doing, right? Cornelius is almost three hundred and is tired of being alone. When help is needed at a wolf pack out west, he’s quick to go—hopeful he will find his One there. Matthew is in awe about being in the human realm. Things are so very different than the fae realm he’s from. He was sent to Timber Valley, being told his mate was there, and he’s excited to meet his own sexy shifter. Only his mate isn’t a shifter… Warlocks and Fae don’t mate with each other. They have an ongoing feud that dates back well over a millennium; to the original warlock and fae.

Mes parents ont été brutalement assassinés quand j'avais cinq ans. Je suis le phénix. Il m'est impossible de mourir. Et voilà qu'un autre meurtre a été commis dans le village où sont morts mes parents. Pour découvrir la vérité, je suis prête à retourner sur les lieux de mon enfance et offrir mon aide en tant qu'inspectrice de la Brigade Para. Le problème, c'est que la vérité risque de ne pas me plaire.

The end has come. The stars cry out in warning as the world eaters approach, and tensions rise as chaos reigns across every realm. Ancient primordial gods drain magic from weaker beings, and war knocks on the door of every kingdom. But no one could have predicted the key to ending it all… me. I realize now that I was never meant to be an ordinary, simple witch. Forged by prophecy and a heritage crafted by the gods, I was born to face the end—the point of no return. Now, as cosmic forces threaten to rip our world apart, we stand at the heart of it.

I was forced into a life I didn't choose. He's falling for the thing he hates the most. When my husband of twenty-five years leaves me to expedite his political agenda, and his new girlfriend ensures I have no place within the shadow council, I am starting over with a new business and no financial security. With my occult shop starting to turn a profit and new friendships blooming, I don’t plan to let anybody stand in the way of my future, but when a member of the Council falls ill, they turn to the witch they so callously cast aside. Me.

Riley Cross needs quiet more than she needs answers. A cheap old rental on Weaver Street seems like a fresh start, creaking floors and all. Then she finds the sealed pantry. Behind it is not storage, but a corridor that should not exist, a house that stretches on and on, changing its rules as you learn them. Rooms echo with half-remembered nights. Photographs do not always show what you saw. A forgotten diary hints at others who walked these halls and never learned how to leave.

Now that Missy has finally graduated from West Point, she can marry her soulmate Mike. Of course, she also has joined her Special Forces team as their executive officer and there are lots of added responsibilities which go along with that role. Can she carry those out and still handle her role as Alpha for her werewolf pack? Then, too, she has that other role she plays in Russia, being a spy while also being a celebrity. One thing leads to another while doing that and soon she finds someone has targeted her for death.

Mermaids are real, and this is no fairytale. Naomi Morgan dreams of the sea. The sound of the waves crashing and the salty scent give her peace that she can never feel in a house with six bickering sisters. The beach feels like home, even if she's not supposed to be there. She will defy all to be at the water's edge. Upon finding a strange scale tooth, everything changes. Danger lurks around every corner. Naomi is finding herself having hallucinations and strange appetites. Something in the water thirsts for blood and desires her.

At long last, the Kerrigan gang discovers the identity of the man who's been hunting them, but has the information come too late? Barricaded away at the family compound in Scotland, they struggle to come up with a strategy, but some betrayals cut too deep. Secrets are dragged into the open and the fight is not theirs alone. Old grudges are the hardest to break and the seeds of discontent have already started to spread.

While desperately fleeing from the henchmen of a Baltimore mobster, Elizabeth Forester crashes her car into a light pole. She wakes up in the hospital with no memory of who she is. But the moment Doctor Mathew touches her, glimpses of her past come zinging back. Along with the memories, a scorching sexual heat flares between them.

One accidental spell in a dusty library archive changes everything–binding her to four women she's only just begun to call friends, and awakening power none of them knew they had. But magic has enemies. A violent order called the Torch Bearers has been hunting witches for generations. They've already burned other covens out of existence. Now they're coming for Darby's. Five women. No training. No time. And a bond forged in concrete, grit, and the kind of magic that refuses to die. And the unbreakable bond of women who refuse to burn.

En la misteriosa Calle del Crepúsculo, un lugar situado entre el mundo humano y el espiritual, se encuentra una oficina de correos muy especial. Ahí llegan aquellos que no pudieron despedirse, que nunca expresaron lo que sentían o que aún guardan palabras atrapadas en el alma. Suigetsu, un ser sobrenatural, se encarga de entregar sus cartas, cuya peculiaridad es que su destinatario puede ser alguien del pasado, el presente o el futuro.

Most people fear Death. But Samarra feels safest by his side. Grief is drowning Samarra’s mind. Her sister’s death was too sudden, too senseless. No one will even speak of the night she died, leaving Samarra silenced and alone as her sanity begins to fracture. That’s when she meets Death...

The delicate balance between the realms of human and monster is shattered. Reality is unravelling and cosmic forces are rising from the dark. Aleks Kercheval has come into his true power, and unwittingly unleashes an ancient, chaotic deity that threatens to consume everything. His sister Vaira, corrupted by the Void and driven by her thoughts of revenge, returns with an army at her back.

Two years have passed since Detective Jason Schlatt saved the world from the hands of the wicked Demon Mammon. The town of Ashville and its people are finally safe thanks to Schlatt’s nonstop dedication to the Paranormal Investigative Task Force. Schlatt is enjoying every second of retirement in a cabin on a mountain with the three supernatural ladies who mean the world to him. Things are perfect until a stranger appears at his doorstep begging for help. What follows is a race of life or death.

Die Toten sind auferstanden und jagen die Lebenden, nichts und niemand ist vor ihnen sicher, und auf der ganzen Welt regiert das Chaos. Außer in dem kleinen Südstaatenstädtchen Woodbury: Dort regiert der Governor mit eiserner Hand über die wenigen Menschen, die die Apokalypse überlebt haben. Dafür bietet er ihnen Schutz vor den hungrigen Toten.