Ergebnis für "Michael Rosen" in Paranormal

When nineteen-year-old huntress Feyre kills a wolf in the woods, a terrifying creature arrives to demand retribution. Dragged to a treacherous magical land she knows about only from legends, Feyre discovers that her captor is not truly a beast, but one of the lethal, immortal faeries who once ruled her world.

Feyre has returned to the Spring Court, determined to gather information on Tamlin's actions and learn what she can about the invading king threatening to bring her land to its knees. But to do so she must play a deadly game of deceit. One slip could bring doom not only for Feyre, but for everything-and everyone-she holds dear.

Drei Schwestern. Drei magische Schlüssel. Und ein uralter, irischer Fluch. Shannon und Mary haben Wochen damit verbracht, ihre verschollene Schwester zu finden. Gerade als sie sich fragen, ob sie Amber jemals wiedersehen, klingelt das Telefon. Am anderen Ende der Leitung ist eine namibische Klinik, wo Amber nach schwerer Verletzung zu Bewusstsein gekommen ist. Obwohl sie körperlich wieder fast völlig gesund ist, gibt es ein ganz anderes Problem: Sie hat ihr Gedächtnis verloren. Dennoch beschließt Amber nach Irland zu reisen, was scheinbar ihre Heimat ist.

Necromancer is such an ugly word, but it's a title Eric Carter is stuck with. He sees ghosts, talks to the dead. He's turned it into a lucrative career, putting troublesome spirits to rest, sometimes taking on even more dangerous things. For a fee, of course. When he left LA 15 years ago, he thought he'd never go back. Too many bad memories. Too many people trying to kill him.

Greed and Fear, two emotions that rule both individuals...and Countries. Now, China has decided that they will do whatever it takes to acquire TQB technology. There was a glaring flaw in their plan. When they kill an unborn little baby in a raid, the Queen Bitch is Released. Now, China has two options...Kill Bethany Anne, or Sue For Peace.

It's out there, it's ALWAYS been out there - just no one believed it. Governments, Black Ops, Rich Businessmen...All want alien tech and some are going to great lengths, illegal lengths, to procure it. Someone went so far as to endanger a young girl's family. A young girl who wrote a letter to the Queen Bitch.

Rose Harkness is not just mortal. She’s half magician. And she’s in a lot of trouble. By the way, she’s not a Harkness, either. Her entire life, she’s been guarded, shielded, protected. She’s also been lied to… When a magical dragon emerges, Rose learns the truth. Now, Rose must leave the safety of her only home—and embrace her birthright. Can she do it? The House of Fourteen is relying on her. The Mortal Seven need her. Her real family, the Beaufonts. Well, they can’t wait to meet her.

The game’s afoot once more as the long-suffering Dr. John Watson and a partially decomposed Warlock Holmes (though he’s getting better) face off against Moriarty’s gang, the Pinkertons, flesh-eating horses, a parliament of imps, boredom, Surrey, a succubus, an overly Canadian aristocrat, a tricycle-fight to the death and the dreaded Pumpcrow. Oh, and a hell-hound, one assumes.

For Lawson, the horrors that stalked the Civil War battlefield at Shiloh were more than just those of war. After being forcibly given the gift of undeath by the mysterious vampire Queen LaRouge, Lawson chose to cling to what remained of his humanity and fought his way free of the Dark Society's clutches. In the decades since, he has roamed late 19th-century America, doing what good he can as he travels by night, combating evils mundane and supernatural, and always seeking the key to regaining a mortal life.

Something priceless has been stolen…carefully hidden away. It’s a book unlike any other—full of the Shadow Walker coven’s secrets. To stop these evil witches and warlocks from destroying Los Angeles, the House of Fourteen must have this book. Ironically, only a witch hunter who was hidden from the world can find it. Rose Beaufont.

Rose Beaufont has enough to deal with in her new life as a witch hunter. Study magic—check. Deal with the House of Fourteen—check. Search for the book with the Shadow Walker coven’s secrets—check. Get to know long, lost relatives—check. Deal with the dead who have been brought back to life by a necromancer…no check.

I dishonored a contract to kill the Leader of the Vampires. For love. And now I'm paying the price. Locked up tight by the Demon King and his vicious minion. The way the demon looks at me is sickening and leaves no doubt what his plans are where I'm concerned. I have to escape before it's too late.

A mysterious figure stalks Chicago’s Paranormal community, and the only person who can stop it is Johnny Lupul, the Werewolf PI. First, he must cope with a 400-year-old witchfinder, rampaging demons, and a journalist threatening to reveal Johnny's dark, hairy secret. As if that's not enough, his boss has been kidnapped and the clock is ticking.

Johnny Lupul is riding high. He’s got a PI license, a concealed carry permit, his first big payday and a monster of a secret. After rescuing a bookie’s daughter from Russian mobsters, the newbie PI catches the attention of a rich, mysterious client. At first, it’s easy money. After all, magic isn’t real and those “occult” objects have to be fakes. But while chasing an ancient relic, an obsessed enemy from his past emerges. Johnny learns that the world is much stranger—and more dangerous—than he ever suspected.

Family visits? Check. The dreaded finale on the horizon? Double-check. And to top it off, with Dawn missing, my mind's a mess. I can't shake her from my thoughts, and I've got looming eliminations breathing down my neck. Now I'm stuck at a crossroads – do I cling to the ghost of what we had, or do I dive into something new in the final weeks? Just when I think things can't get crazier, I tumble into the arms of an old love, throwing my heart into a wild tailspin.

Bounty hunting is a helluva job, but it pays the bills. And it lets necromance Dante Valentine forget her issues. Like struggling with her half-demon side and the memory of her lover’s death. Now psychics all over the city are being savagely murdered and a piece of the past Dante thought she’d buried is stalking the night with a vengeance. Too bad she’s got no way to tell which fiend - or friend - to trust. Or that her most horrifying nightmares are gathering to take one kick-ass bounty hunter down for the count. But that’s only the beginning. The Devil just called.