Ergebnis für "Hunters storm" in Paranormal & Urban Fantasy

I've been betrayed. I spent years hiding my magic from the world, but now I've got new powers I can't control. Everyone around me is at risk, and if my secret is revealed, I'll be hunted. But I don't have time to worry about the monster I might become. Someone has stolen a dangerous artifact that could turn my world upside down. It could get me and my friends killed and bring destruction down on my city.

When food poisoning sweeps through Dallas, Patrick Laycal doesn't expect a princess to show up at his door asking for his help. Her one, simple request dumps him in the middle of a royal mess—one that could cost him far more than just his life.

Moving into a rundown Victorian house with a vampire living in the basement isn’t as bad as I thought, but things go from weird to weirder when a badly injured gnome collapses in my back yard. The surprising part? It’s my friend Nin’s long-lost grandfather. Since he’s unconscious, we can’t figure out who’s chasing him or where he’s been all these years, but if we can’t help him, he’ll die. To make matters worse, there’s a new dragon in town. A female dragon.

The demons are after us. The ECU is after us. What are the odds that we'll ever stop them from hunting us down? Very low. Good thing I'm all up for impossible challenges. When the demons came into the ECU's "research" facility where we were being held prisoner, the strange dragon around my hand came to life, giving me a way to end those suckers for good. We might have made it out alive, but a lot of witches like us didn't. Instead, they were kidnapped by the demons.

My name is Scarlet Jones, and I'm a witch...of some kind. Probably. I grew up in a family full of strong Blood witches, in which my strange magic never belonged. I thought I was the only one of my kind out there, a true freak of nature, and I liked it that way. I lived on my own, learning to hunt these creatures nobody seemed to know anything about, a bunch of mindless thingies who were in the habit of sucking my magic dry wherever they found me.

Return to the “steamy and dreamy” (Publishers Weekly) world of Christine Feehan’s #1 New York Times bestselling Carpathian novels as thundering passions signal a dark force on the horizon... Buried alive for hundreds of years in a volcano in South America, Dax worries that he has become...

Fifth Wind witch Nora Ashcroft is up to her neck in spirits. When an attack on Medium Rare reeks of possession, the sheriff calls on Nora's psychic charms to get to the bottom of it. But the more she investigates, the more she suspects that powerful forces might be behind the deadly event.... With Halloween just around the corner, a second attack rattles the town. As tensions between witches and werewolves boil over the cauldron, Nora worries Medium Rare might have to close its doors for good.

SC and the team are back - after a devastating battle in Rome, they watch for Titan attacks across the country, leaping into action whenever a red flag appears on the news. But after discovering a thread into SC's past, their eyes now turn to new questions. Who created the space program that gave him his powers? What happened to everyone else involved? And did the Instructors have anything to do with his abilities?

Who would have thought that I, Scarlet Jones, the first ever Storm witch of the world, would one day work for the ECU? I sure as hell didn't, but here we are. When Jane Dunham came to the monastery to look for her sister Elisa, she had a parting gift for us: a horde of demons who came into our home and killed without mercy. It put an end to our illusion of safety pretty quickly.

One moment, I’m living my life, using my magical skills to round up rogue sprites and restless ghosts for the Bounty Hunters Guild. The next, I’m being kidnapped by a smoking-hot, sword-wielding warrior man and dumped in front of an elder god. Things didn’t get any better after that. It might have been my fault. Maybe telling a god that he isn't very good at his job wasn’t the best way to make a first impression. Of course, when that job is "warden of a supermax prison of paranormal perps located under Mount Olympus", maybe he shouldn’t have let one escape in the first place.

Everything I needed to fight until my dying breath was right there in my hands, until it wasn't anymore. I made Erick Adams into the monster that he is today. I doomed the whole world by giving him the means to become invincible. Wilder said to me once that, whether it's a blessing or a cruse, I'm never, ever on my own. This time, it will be no different. I'll go to the end of the worlds if I have to, sell my soul to whoever will buy it, just to kill the monster I created, and save the people I love from a fate more horrible than death.

The Carnival of Light didn't exactly go the way the ECU had imagined. We ended up putting the best show in the world for them. Hiding away in an abandoned monastery while all our enemies knew where we were sounded much better as an idea. Now that we were actually living there, all Storm witches who'd come to meet us at the carnival, it was a whole other story. We'd gotten every person on the ECU hit-list under one roof, and we had no means to protect them. Yet. Finding the Spellmaker kid is our top priority. Without spells, we don't have much hope to make our place in the world.