Ergebnis für "Monster" in Antike

Brought to you by Penguin. ‘Here, indeed, be monsters, myriad adventures and machinating gods. Fry is a personable and passionate narrator’ -- Mail on Sunday 'A romp through the lives of ancient Greek gods. Fry is at his story-telling best . . . the gods will be pleased' -- Times Shortlisted...

She knows the taste of death. He'll stoke her hunger for it. Eighteen-year-old Sarai doesn't know why someone tried to kill her four years ago, but she does know that her case was closed without justice. Hellbent on vengeance, she returns to the scene of the crime as a Petitor, a prosecutor who...

My family made my life a misery, but there’s nothing I can do to escape them. I have nowhere else to go. The monster I encounter in the forest overwhelms my senses, calling to the omega in me. I can’t believe I let him touch me, but I’m so starved for affection I can’t help myself. And then I do the only thing that makes sense…I run. But the monster hunts me down. He says he gave me a choice, but he’s not letting me go. He’s going to claim me as his mate.

When a two-thousand-year-old curse is the only thing keeping you safe, you should probably just leave it alone. Here’s the problem—the curse is now breaking itself. The sanctuary is crumbling, Pell’s anger issues come with a new destructive voice, Pie has no control over her spellings, and Tomas is trying to convince himself that, one day, Madeline is going to love being a dragon.

Pie and Pell are like two peas in a pod: meant for each other, madly in love, and living their best lives as Mr. and Mrs. Monster of Saint Mark’s...kind of. Pie is dreading her new job working for the tall, dark, and sleek Modern Minotaur. And the irony that just a few weeks ago she was demanding that Pell allow her to get a job to support the sanctuary, isn’t lost. It’s like the gods are playing with her on purpose. Pell is still his grumpy self but he’s got a new job as well—babysitting a bag of magic rings that seem to have a mind of their own.

Don't swim in my waters... I've got a bad reputation, and all because of my jackass brother. Yes, I'm known as the mother of all sea monsters. And yes, I can control powerful creatures who kill and destroy on my command. But no, I'm not actually in charge, I'm my brother's slave. So, life sucks just about as much as it possibly can. At least that's what I thought until my brother decides I'm more useful sacrificed to angry sea dragons who despise mermaids.