Ergebnis für "Court" in Urban Fantasy

A normal, if not rebellious, human, Cameron Dupree has spent the last three years finding his way through a school of the rich and powerful...literally. He's surrounded by the supernatural cream of the crop: children of alpha werewolves, banshees with ties to the United Nations, a faerie princess from another realm of reality, and a teenage succubus who might be the scariest, and sexiest, of them all. Everything is going as great as can be for a vanilla human...until one misstep lands him in trouble with a noble of the Unseelie Fae.

It all comes down to this. Judgment Day. The Apocalypse. Whatever you want to call it. The Allfather has come knocking, and it's up to Cam and his allies to defeat the Aesir. Cam, his family, and even his old foes must push themselves beyond what they thought was possible, pull out all their tricks, and rely on each other to defeat the greatest threat in all the realms. If they win, they can live happily ever after. If they lose, well... none of them will be alive to see the eternity of misery that follows, but it's gonna suck for everyone else.

As a wolf, my hate towards Hunters was born from fire and blood. I know all too well the brush of death others only speak of in hushed whispers. It marked me and every day since I have fought to prove myself. To be the strongest, the best wolf in the Red Mountain Pack. To live up to my family name. Until one night, one trap, one chance encounter changes all that. Thrown into the middle of an ancient war I have no choice but to fight for those I love but war takes casualties, including people's souls. If friends can become enemies… what can enemies become?

The fae of the Night Court are desperately searching for a new monarch to crown before the Court collapses. I couldn’t care less. I’ve done everything I can to bury my fae blood and embrace my human half. That changes when some fae nobles show up on my doorstep and announce that I’m the next Queen of the Night Court. Becoming an unwilling fae queen? Check. Inheriting a terrible mess? Double check.

I thought becoming Queen of the Night Court and marrying the deadliest fae assassin in the supernatural community were the biggest dangers I’d ever face. Hah! Once I meet the fae monarchs of the other local Courts, I realize the good times are only just beginning! They hate my guts and don’t even bother to use their fae tricks to hide their disgust of me and my human blood. At least I know where I stand with them, which is more than I can say for my husband, Rigel.

This ain't no spaghetti Western. Cam and company are running for their lives with a UN superteam hot on their heels...not to mention one very pissed-off fae. With Lilith injured, and the UN closing in, there is only one person that can save them: Lilith's mom. Not only does Cam need to figure out how to impress a millennia-old succubus, but he's also got to figure out what to get the women in his life for Christmas. His problems are only going to get worse from there.

After getting drop kicked back to the mortal realm with the help of his godly half-brother, Cam has landed south of the border: a.k.a. enemy territory. Thankfully, he's not alone. With the help of a couple of coeds, Cam has to figure out a way to get back to Lilith, Danni, and the rest of the Venetian Cabal. Preferably, with his head still attached to his shoulders. Too bad the enemy already has his scent, and let's just say, they have a taste for blood.

Io is off to fight the Allfather, and that means Cam is in charge. He'll be the first to admit that isn't the old Titan's best idea, but there isn't any time for second-guessing. Io might be the Father of Dragons and Creator of the Mortal Realm, but he made it clear when he left Caesars Palace that he would lose that fight. That means Cam is the last line of defense between the Aesir and everything he cares about.

A girls' night out means three things to me: drinking whiskey with my best friend, trying not to kill anyone, and keeping my magic hidden. A fae gladiator like me isn’t supposed to exist anymore. But my Friday night takes a bad turn when a lethally gorgeous fae - Ruadan - tries to assassinate me. He's known as the Wraith, and he's taken a vow of silence until he’s slaughtered the outlaws on his kill list. Outlaws like me. Ruadan lets me live on one condition: I have to earn my place at the Institute of the Shadow Fae.

Cameron Dupree thought he had it all. His succubus girlfriend was out of jail, he was finally pulling in some serious money working for the Venetian Cabal, and he'd demonstrated his true power by completely dominating a Nosferatu of the rival Tikal Cabal. The poor, scared human who'd walked on tiptoes around the supernaturals of St. Vincent's Preparatory Academy was long gone. What could go wrong? As it turned out...a lot. No sooner had Lilith returned home than Maeve, the Queen of the Fae herself, called a Confluence of supernatural representatives from all the realms.

I'm supposed to be meeting with Emory's dragon Court and amazing them with my suave wit and shining intellect. Instead, I'm on the trail of a kidnapper. Someone has stolen away a centaur teenager, Alfie, from a magical circus. The circus master has hired me and Gato to find out who took him—hopefully before Alfie swims with the fishes.

Dopo l'ultima battaglia contro Cyrus, lo spietato re dei vampiri, Grace ha il cuore a pezzi e, insieme ai suoi amici, decide di tornare alla Katmere Academy, la scuola che chiama casa, per preparare la mossa successiva contro il nemico. Tuttavia, una volta lì, scopre che il luogo che più di tutti riteneva inviolabile è stato assaltato dai seguaci di Cyrus, i quali hanno rapito professori e studenti.

As a knight of the Shadow Fae, I’m tasked with defending the institute. I’m deep into a world of dark magic, orgiastic death cults, and demon roller discos. But my new life begins with an impossible choice: turn over Ruadan within 24 hours, or my nemesis will unleash the Black Death. Worse, my old gladiator master is threatening to reveal my identity. If the truth gets out, I’ll be out of the institute faster than you can say "wrath of an incubus".

Someone keeps bludgeoning people in the Other realm to death. A couple of the murders were virtually in our back garden, so Emory has asked me to try and find the culprit. I’d feel better if I didn’t have Shirdal along with me, cracking jokes and on the verge of a deadly killing spree of his own. Plus, there’s the small matter of the missing multimillion-pound Eye of Ebrell that I still need to locate.

I’m supposed to be meeting with Emory’s dragon court and amazing them with my suave wit and shining intellect. Instead, I’m on the trail of a kidnapper. Someone has stolen away a centaur teenager, Alfie, from a magical circus. The circus master has hired me and Gato to find out who took him–hopefully before Alfie swims with the fishes.

The Eighth Court has been established, but petty rivalries and old disputes threaten its stability. The mongrels that make up the court are not helping, and Blackbird enlists the help of the warders to keep the peace. Has Blackbird bitten off more than she can chew, and can the uneasy peace between the courts continue under such tension and rivalry?

After wiping out an entire black witch coven on the shores of Lake Pontchartrain, Rue can no longer afford to have a laissez-faire attitude toward the Maudit Grimoire. Its black magic is infecting her, and it's leaking into her familiar bond with Colby, poisoning the loinnir with its thirst for violence.

The High Court of the Coffee Bean returns with a battle of wills and wit as two sworn enemies find themselves facing their worst nightmare—each other. In this “enemies-to-brothers” humorous fantasy, two dangerous fae who hate each other sign a contract to share an apartment without realizing who their new roommate will be. One is Dranian Evelry, former assassin of the Brotherhood of Assassins. The other is Luc Zelsor, a deadly nine tailed fox more powerful than nearly any fae of the Dark Corner of Ever.

Well, I'm locked up in prison, and I've lost my magic. Not what I expected, to say the least. To make things worse, my husband locked me in here. "To have and to hold" doesn't necessarily apply when you're the king and queen of a fae court. A chance at freedom comes when our realm is attacked by an ancient enemy. Lore releases me to help defeat the evil that is devouring our kingdom, but it's going to be a dangerous battle. My only chance is to get my magic back, but that's easier said than done.

I met him at the end of my sword. Not exactly romantic, but attraction arced between us like lightning. A rare and beautiful connection. Too bad he's a fairy - a hunter, no less. Nothing can happen between us, it's forbidden. Besides, I have bigger issues to deal with. Like a bioweapon that can destroy the entire human race.