Ergebnis für "Exil" in Paranormal

"Mein Name ist, nein, war Claire. Mein neues Leben begann an dem Tag, als ich ermordet wurde." Ein Wagen rast unvermittelt auf sie zu und überrollt sie. Claire stirbt an Ort und Stelle, obwohl sie ihrem Mann noch helfen wollte, der vor ihren Augen bei einem Überfall erschossen wird - doch ihre Seele verlässt die Erde nicht. Beherrscht von dem Wunsch, den Mörder zur Rechenschaft zu ziehen, fährt sie in den Leib der Selbstmörderin Lene von Bechstein...

Aidan owes his life to the Stormfire Werewolf Pack. Despite a lifetime of being treated like a second-class member, he still values pack above all else. Life isn't easy, but he makes do. Until one wrong decision lands him in the one place he never thought he'd be—Exile.

There was no reason for Crown Princess Anastasia of Rockfall to worry about her future, not when she was the only heir to a small yet important kingdom within the Allied Lands. There was no reason, either, for her to learn magic, or the growing arts of science and magitech, or indeed anything else… until she was kidnapped by a sorceress who stole her face, cursed her so she could never reveal her real name and dumped her on the far side of the Allied Lands, all the while intending to impersonate Anastasia long enough to murder her parents, be crowned Queen and instigate a reign of terror.

Combined for the first time in one volume are the first three books of the internationally best-selling Ghost Exile saga - Ghost in the Cowl, Ghost in the Maze, Ghost in the Hunt, and the bonus short story "Ghost Relics". Caina Amalas was a nightfighter of the Ghosts, the spies and assassins of the emperor of Nighmar, and through her boldness and cunning, she saved the empire and the world from sorcerous annihilation. But the victory cost her everything.

It’s the end of the 21st century, and Hunter McNeil is your average, ordinary, ex-Army Ranger with superpowers. He’s serving time unjustly in a Supermax for supervillains when a botched prison break puts him in the crosshairs of an Army general who runs the Super-Powered Combatants Corp. Turns out a coordinated strike has put supervillains in charge of every major city in the world, and Hunter is the only hope at restoring order. And so Hunter sets out to do what he does best: kill supervillains. Save the world. And build a harem of smokin’ hot, super-powered women to help him.

Caina Amalas was a nightfighter of the ghosts, spies, and assassins of the emperor of Nighmar, and through her boldness and cunning, she saved the empire and the world from sorcerous annihilation. But the victory cost her everything. Now, she is exiled and alone in the city of Istarinmul, far from her home and friends. Yet, centuries-old darkness now stirs in Istarinmul, eager to devour the city and the world itself.

Once there were two worlds connected by five magical gates. Then the gate keepers closed the gates and disappeared. The gate keepers have returned. Nadia de Quinones was exiled when her nephew, the crown-prince was abducted on her watch. She'll let nothing stand in the way of her redemption, not even discovering her heart bonded and a connection to an ancient magical gate. Lord Gregor Cyrene is sworn to protect his country's royal heirs. After the youngest prince's life is threatened, Gregor sets out to discover who is responsible and suspects the answer lies with Nadia.

Certains collectionnent des timbres, d'autres, comme moi, les emmerdes. Primo, j'ai découvert il y a peu que je ne suis pas humaine. Secundo, mes parents biologiques sont respectivement une salope manipulatrice et un connard psychorigide, malade du contrôle. Tertio, ce dernier a lancé des mercenaires loups-garous à mes trousses, dans l'espoir de me voir accomplir une prophétie où je tiens le premier rôle et, malheureusement, la faction maternelle caresse très exactement le même projet à son profit naturellement.

Je suis flic, et à part une petite bizarrerie et un sérieux manque de sex-appeal dont je me passerais bien, ma vie est plutôt sympa. Mais un soir tout vole en éclat. Traquée par des types bizarres, je me retrouve baby-sittée par mon nouveau boss, un type beau à tomber aux instincts meurtriers peu rassurants, qui semble éprouver à mon égard une allergie aussi violente qu’inexplicable. Alors, telle Alice, je plonge dans le terrier du lapin blanc ; sauf que, dans mon cas, la curiosité n’y est pour rien : mon imbuvable garde du corps m’y a poussée.