Ergebnis für "Captive" in Märchen

For years, the monsters who killed my family have held me in a cage. Brutalized and half-starved. Only kept alive so they can steal my blood. Until one evening when four eerily gorgeous men break me out of my prison. They offer me a safe haven under their protection. A soft bed, delicious food, and all I need to heal. I'm not used to this kindness—or the desires their smoldering eyes and strong hands stir in my body and my heart. But these fearsome men aren't really men. Like my captors, they're fae who can shift into wolves.

Cassandra Fortin has been taken by her enemies, locked away at the edge of the world, and separated from everyone she loves. But when a chance encounter offers her the opportunity to fight for her life, she seizes it despite insurmountable odds. She'll need every ounce of her new strength, not to mention her new friends and evolving power, to win the day—and her freedom.

Veronica wants nothing more than to find her brother, who sailed away years ago. But when Veronica's ship is captured by pirates, she's determined to save her own skin, while keeping her magic and her gender a secret. Disguised as male, she finagles a spot as a cabin boy aboard the buccaneers' vessel—which is bound for Ravensbeck, a stronghold where the Pirate King holds sway. He may have the answers Veronica seeks—but getting those answers could cost her more than she's willing to pay.

In the land of the dead, Queen Hades’ word is law. Hades gets what she wants—always—and what she wants is a certain goddess of the springtime. Innocent Persephone chafes beneath her mother’s hawkish gaze and mercurial temper. Demeter has rebuffed all her daughter’s suitors, but she is not yet satisfied. She strives to crush Persephone’s spirit.

Yeeran is a warrior in the elven army and has known nothing but violence her whole life. Her sister, Lettle, is trying to make a living as a diviner, seeking prophecies of a better future. When a fatal mistake leads to Yeeran’s exile from the Elven lands, they are both forced into the terrifying wilderness beyond their borders. There they encounter the impossible: the fae court. The fae haven’t been seen for a millennium. But now Yeeran and Lettle are thrust into their seductive world – torn between their loyalty to each other, their elven homeland, and their hearts.

No one in Sherwood wanted me until they did. My life was perfectly on track until the night my parents died. A car crash ripped them away from me and flung me into the grips of my greedy foster father, John. Now I'm fixing cars for minimum wage and trying to lay low until my 21st birthday, when my inheritance—and freedom—will finally be mine.

For once, I thought being an orphaned slave would keep safe. Yet when the dragon princes come for their promised bride, Lady Cordelia, they take me too. Why? Because they are immortal assholes who like to hoard.

Just when I was about to escape and return home, my fated mate, Prince Eli of the Night Court, intercepted me. And he wasn’t alone. He brought the man who betrayed and manipulated my mom—my father. After being locked in the dungeon, the Night Court king gave me two options. Become his weapon or die. It wasn’t much of a choice. Even worse, Eli is my sponsor. If I step out of line, we’ll both be killed. I’m angry and hurt, but I don’t want him dead. I’m tired of being a victim. It’s time to fight back.

Princess Adelaide has been missing for years. And that's exactly the way she wants it. Haunted by her past, not even the curse that entraps her is enough to make her long for her old home. But her past finds her anyway, in the form of a handsome prince from her childhood. Adelaide doesn't want to let Gabe in, but a sinister force is spreading fear throughout her new kingdom, and only Gabe has the will to help her. Adelaide can't refuse his assistance - not when the evil might soon ensnare much more than a solitary princess.

The war is brewing as I watch Kane undergo tortures the human mind barely grasps. He clings to the last bit of strength he has. Drogaem taunts me, controls me, and the only thing that is mine...is my mind. Within me, my soul intertwines with a Goddess whose depths have spanned a thousand years and more.

I never thought my chambers would be my shelter and safety, and even then, I sleep lightly. Awake I am fearful, seeing the changes in Kane I cannot comprehend. Sleep brings me no solace, as it is lit by a burning brightness that engulfs me, and a stranger's voice I do not trust. I search for the flame that Kane had lit for me, burning in his eyes, but now I find only darkness. The fire that burned deep within my core for Kane, expounded by our bonded souls, feels cold and empty.

Kane says we must go to the mortal realm if we want to keep the tenuous peace between mortals and the God of Death. I’ll show a brave face — but the truth is, I’m terrified. Not just for my safety, but for the safety of the man who’s managed to work his way further and further into my heart.

Love. Joy. Anticipation. That’s what your wedding day is supposed to be filled with...but not mine. I’ve never seen my future husband or even heard his voice. I only know that long ago, my father made a vow, and now, I have to fulfill it. They say Kane is a monster, with sharp clawed hands and hoofed feet. They say he’s cruel, violent, and likely to kill me before the end of my first night. They say...a lot of things. So when my future husband arrives to collect his debt, I’m terrified of the fate awaiting me.

Gwen, second of the 12 princesses of Ituria, has given up on happy endings. After a neighboring kingdom's heir stole her heart and then disappeared four years ago, she buried her heartache and vowed to serve her sisters. Her most recent mission: to arrange a match with her sister Hazel and the lost heir's youngest brother.

Ellie Beaufort was supposed to be worrying about finals—not divine assassination. When Aphrodite grows jealous of Ellie’s rising fame, she orders her son Cupid to kill her. Instead, Cupid defies his mother and hides Ellie away in his enchanted castle on a hilltop in Greece. Safe? Technically. Free? Not even close. Because Cupid isn’t the only god who’s taken an interest in her.

De la haine à l'amour, et de l'amour à la haine, il n'y a qu'un pas. Athéna a toujours détesté Poséidon. Le dieu de la mer, avec son air arrogant, ses yeux bleu vert à tomber par terre et son teint hâlé parfait, est exaspérant. Et si séduisant… Elle le hait, mais elle le désire...