Ergebnis für "The Book of Curses" in Action & Abenteuer

As niece of the king, Elise Lysander cares about two things: sneaking into gambling dens, and avoiding an advantageous marriage at all costs. When her uncle holds the life of her deathly ill father over her head, reluctantly, Elise puts her fate into the hands of Legion Grey, the handsome and mysterious dowry negotiator. He may be arrogant and infuriating, but soon Legion incites a blistering, forbidden passion she can’t ignore.

When the vicious Blood Brotherhood prince I’ve been hidden from all my life finally comes to claim me at my wedding and kills my heinous groom, he gives me one choice—stay here and take my chances with the unknown force raining poisoned arrows on my ceremony or leave with him as his bride. He’s the man I was raised to fear. He’s the most ruthless warrior in all of Malhaven. Few dare to even speak his name. But with my family’s safety on the line, I choose the unthinkable and agree to become his queen.

His birth magic leaves Prince Nikola with nothing but bad choices: live as another man's possession, subject to his whims and his desires, or remain dependent on a potion that stunts his powers and prevents him from knowing love. Andreas vows to protect the prince with his life—whether Nikola wants him to or not. After all, the queen pays his soldier's wage. Nikola's nothing but a job to do. But when they find themselves stranded, with Nikola's potion running out, Andreas has to… improvise. Because what Prince Nikola needs to survive is the opposite of a lowly guard's respectful protection.

At odds with his family and on the run, Lord Cyril is taken prisoner and held in a gloomy mountain fortress—which he brightens up quite a bit, thank you. His captor wants him to be quiet and not cause any trouble, but who cares? Cyril may need the mysterious highwayman to quell his dawn magic and keep him sane, but he's overbearing, sardonic, and unpleasant. Mostly. Except when Cyril can't live without his touch, or his voice, or his rare smile.

A holy sacrifice. A faithless mercenary. A fate born of blood and moonlight. Naera has spent her life behind sacred walls—glowing under moonlight, raised to die for a goddess she's never heard speak. But when her name rises for the altar, she runs. She doesn't get far. Not before the woman...

All Kaylina ever longed to do was open her own meadery and prove her worth to her family. She didn't want to develop feelings for the haughty royal ranger, Lord Vlerion, and she definitely didn't want to be accused of trying to poison the queen. But a conniving competitor has framed her, and now the Kingdom Guard is hunting her down. Caught in a city far more dangerous and chaotic than she expected, Kaylina must avoid capture while finding evidence to clear her name.

Since the sudden, suspicious, and unlamented death of his father, only one man stands between Lucian and the grudging acceptance of his subjects: Benedict, a powerful dusk mage, a military hero, the favorite of the ducal council… and Lucian's stepbrother. Not that Benedict wants a shackle disguised as a crown. He'd rather start a new, anonymous life a thousand miles away and leave that beautiful, icy, sneering little cretin Lucian to whatever grim fate awaits him.

Cast aside since birth and denied my true heritage, they know me as the bastard prince. For years I played their game, doing allI could to assist my half-brothers shuffle refugees from the castle, while keeping them and the dying Nobles safe in the old mine tunnels. The Prince of Rats, one girl called me.

Years after the curse was broken, Mari discovers that the hardest dragons to tame aren't full-grown princes—they're half-grown teenagers with wings, fangs, and feelings. When a frightened neighboring city brands the fledgling flyers "monsters," Mari must decide whether to keep her new family...

The Frost King locked me away. Now he refuses to let me go. I should've left the iron box buried beneath the rowan roots. But the whispers wouldn't stop until I opened it. One prick from a cursed dagger, one touch to a bewitched mirror, and suddenly I was no longer in Tennessee. Now I'm trapped...

He didn't ask for my name. He told me I was his. One night. That's all it took. A stolen kiss that turned into a deal with the devil himself. Daniil Zorin—cold-eyed heir to the Chicago Bratva. Ruthless. Merciless. The kind of man who takes what he wants… and what he wanted was me. He offered...

Zemeland has always loved its labels. Human. Elf. Dwarf. Useful. Dangerous. Acceptable. And then there are the half-breeds—too much of this, not enough of that, forever expected to apologise for existing. When a curse mark resurfaces, it does not choose its victims at random. It settles into old prejudices, feeds on fear, and grows stronger every time someone decides that “different” is the same as “wrong.” A quartet of unlikely companions—bound more by circumstance than a call for glory—find themselves caught in the fault lines of a world that prefers simple answers and visible enemies.

The fae wanted my life. Their kings want something far worse. Offered as a human sacrifice, I expected to die. I didn't expect to be named their chosen guide… forced to lead four cursed kings through a labyrinth that devours all who enter. But I have no choice. The fae kings have claimed me...

Captain Ian Flynn would die for any one of his crew . . . if he could. Now he might have to. Because one of the only known weapons able to kill an immortal is missing. The Spear of Destiny—a priceless religious artifact from the crucifixion—is in the hands of his ship's ruthless ex-captain. Now the lives of the Sea Dog's immortal pirate crew are all at risk . . . along with the headstrong mortal Ian never should have fallen for.