Ergebnis für "Chasing Shadows" in Fantasy

The witnesses are legion, scattered across the world and dotted through history, people who looked up and saw something impossible lighting up the night sky. What those objects were, where they came from, and who - or what - might be inside them is the subject of fierce debate and equally fierce mockery, so that most who glimpsed them came to wish they hadn't. Most, but not everyone.

Amy had it all money, brains and beauty. And then the accident happened. The Present Day: Left blind and without her family, Amy feels she needs to escape. On a trip along the Camino de Santiago - the Way of St James - she is accompanied by the mysterious and troubled Luke. Having been set up to help Amy by a mutual friend, Luke finds he is running from his past... 1314: A Templar Knight, Luc, is also running. He meets the wife of a former comrade, now blinded in a terrifying attack: Aimee.

Aufgewachsen in einer psychiatrischen Anstalt, verkauft an einen Zirkus, ist die Menschenfrau Tule gezwungen, den unsterblichen Wycca zur Unterhaltung zu dienen. Der rote Mond kündigt das Veri an: ein Fest, das die Jagd auf Menschen feiert, bei der die Wycca die Eleganz des Tötens zur Schau stellen. Tule findet sich inmitten des Veri wieder. Um zu überleben, ist sie gezwungen, sich von dem Wycca Rusc ausbilden zu lassen. Doch die beiden fügen sich mehr als nur fatale Wunden zu.

It's not easy being king. Especially when you've got an allergy to sunrise and sunset, a fire goddess for a mother-in-law, demonic adversaries, random assassins, and a basement full of insecurities to cope with. Add to that his daughter, the fire priestess/princess; a couple of lightly deranged professional magicians; a whole city full of wizards; and enough squabbling princes to resemble a kindergarten argument. It's enough to make a man want to just go home.

Als Silyor aus dem Gefängnis zurück in den Dienst geholt wird, stinkt die Sache sofort bis zum Himmel. Immerhin müsste er wegen des angeblichen Mordes an seinem Partner noch über zwanzig Jahre dort versauern. Doch seine Vorgesetzten versprechen ihm, die Strafe zu erlassen, wenn er nach ihrer Pfeife tanzt. Seine Aufgabe: einer Organisation aus Auftragsmördern das Handwerk zu legen. Für ihn eine einfache Sache. Eigentlich. Doch seine eingeschränkte Freiheit entpuppt sich schnell als Selbstmordkommando. Außerdem stimmt irgendetwas ganz und gar nicht in Yorkh.

In 1924, Sarah O’Connell, a socialite and spiritualist, is brutally murdered. The local authorities do not have a single suspect. After receiving an anonymous letter, Jarek Videni, a young intuitive from New York City, travels to the American Midwest to help solve the case. However, Jarek learns quickly that there is no single suspect in the case because everyone in the house is a suspect…even the spirits.

Dawn belongs to a secret group of teenagers who play a cloak and dagger game on their cell phones. Her world is turned upside down when the players' actions begin to affect reality, and not in good ways.

A time of peace shaken by acts of violence. A world on the cusp of war. The eternal battle of good versus evil. Can it really be that simple? The world of Galamud, once embroiled in war between the factions of Light and Dark, has experienced a millennium of peace. Recent events have shaken that peace, threatening to bring the horrors of war to its inhabitants once again. Join our hero as he is thrown into the turmoil of war before venturing out for the answers to bring stability and harmony back to Galamud and all of its people. Can the answers be found in the teachings of the Goddess?

Meet Caltro Basalt. He's a master locksmith, a selfish bastard, and as of his first night in Araxes, stone-cold dead. They call it the City of Countless Souls, the colossal jewel of the Arctian Empire, and all it takes to be its ruler is to own more ghosts than any other. For in Araxes, the dead do not rest in peace in the afterlife, but live on as slaves for the rich. While Caltro struggles to survive, those around him strive for the emperor's throne in Araxes' cutthroat game of power.

Shadowmoor has forged me into who I am today, and I have the mark and scars to prove it. I never thought I'd see the light again, but it seems destiny has other plans for me. My father's arrival means life as I know it is about to change. Silvercrest Academy trains and prepares the most gifted and privileged among us for their future contributions to the Monarchy. I may come from the right family, but I am a void.

For weeks, he stood by my side, twisting his words into pretty half-truths. He enraptured me with his smooth temptation, leaving no corner of my being untouched. He consumed my mind and my body, then finally claimed my heart for himself. But Caelum’s true identity is terrifying enough to bring me to my knees. Then, I discovered the truth of who he is. Caldris is whispered in the Nothrek wind. The legend we only speak of with hushed words, in shuttered rooms, for fear of drawing his wrath once again.

The two parts of being a paranormal private investigator I could really do without are being forced to eat bananas by an animated statue with a potassium fixation, and being put on trial for murder by a self-appointed council of vampire oligarchs. To be fair, I did kind of do it (the murder, not the bananas). But I was kind of saving my girlfriend, who is kind of one of them. On top of this, I've also wound up with a primordial queen of the damned trying to strangle me in my dreams.

When shadows fill the night, it's hard to tell friend from foe. With young to raise and her Pack under attack, Sylvan, Alpha of the wolf Weres, takes on her greatest challenge when she determines to uncover the faceless enemies known as the Shadow Lords.

Diana's life was in a rut - she hated her job, she was perpetually single, and she needed a place to live. But then the perfect apartment came along. It seemed too good to be true - because it was. As it turns out, the apartment was already inhabited - by monsters.