Ergebnis für "The Bride" in Fantasy

Misery Lark, Tochter eines mächtigen Vampirfürsten, war schon immer eine Außenseiterin. Mit ihren Reißzähnen weiß sie nichts anzufangen und führt ein anonymes Dasein unter den Menschen. Ausgerechnet sie soll sich nun für eine mehr als brisante Bündnisehe mit einem der Werwölfe, den...

A pantheon of forgotten gods. An old grudge between a talk show host, an heiress, and the man they shattered along the way. A rapidly deteriorating AI system. An inconvenient tiara upon the head of a friend.

Deliciously read by Sam Woolf (The Crown, The Witcher) and Anna Popplewell (Chronicles of Narnia, Reign) 'Haunting and seductive . . . I drank in this wonderfully sapphic, gothic tale with a sense of ever-deepening dread' - Francesca May, author of This Vicious Hunger Chilling, gothic and...

This adventure story has everything you could want: a handsome good guy, a pretty heroine, some bad guys, sword fighting, revenge, romance, and of course a happy ending, along with "rodents of unusual size." Join Westley (the plucky farm boy), Buttercup (the beautiful young maiden), Inigo...

A dangerous alliance between a Vampyre bride and an Alpha werewolf becomes a love deep enough to sink your teeth into in this new paranormal romance from the New York Times bestselling author of The Love Hypothesis. Misery Lark, the only daughter of the most powerful Vampyre councilman of the...

Was, wenn du dir Gefühle für einen Vampir einfängst? Und er obendrein dein Ehemann ist ... Persönliche Leseempfehlung von SPIEGEL-Bestseller-Autorin Beril Kehribar: »Wenn ihr schon immer wissen wolltet, was passiert, wenn eine spitzzüngige Heldin und ein grumpy Vampir eine Fake-Ehe...

A peace treaty requires a marriage. She is the last legitimate heir of a collapsed empire's successor state — a trained Pact Archivist recalled before her certification was complete and positioned as a bloodline asset in a negotiation she was not consulted about. He is the general who helped force her country to the table, sent to the border keep because his absence from the capital is as useful to his superiors as his presence at the treaty. Six weeks of negotiation. A treaty that becomes something neither delegation planned.

Der Triumph der Dämonen hat Lethia erschüttert. Hinter feindlichen Linien gefangen, beginnt für Scarlett ein grausamer Überlebenskampf. Nur wenn es ihr rechtzeitig gelingt, eine Heilung für Rens Fluch zu finden, kann sie eine Katastrophe verhindern. Doch der König von Lethia kennt ihr dunkelstes Geheimnis, und je tiefer Scarlett gräbt, desto mehr verschwimmt die Grenze zwischen Liebe und Feindschaft. Um das Königreich zu retten, muss Scarlett sich der alles verschlingenden Dunkelheit stellen, die Rens Herz innewohnt.

To secure a human-fae truce, I'm one of five women traveling to their magical kingdom, where we'll be courted by fae aristocracy. We have one month to choose a husband from among them. Only Elion, the arrogant, beastly ice lord, is forbidden. His torturous scars make the other women gasp. His icy words rip them to shreds. His touch is colder than frost. He lurks in the shadows, never coming out into the light. One stolen moment with Elion, and I'm intrigued. A kiss, and I'll do anything to call this brutishly handsome lord mine.

Lenora Montmayne leads a charmed life as the most beautiful woman at King Wymer's court, surrounded by admirers. And then disaster strikes. The red pox sweeps the summer palace at Caer-Lyones, and Lenora's fair face falls victim to its ravages. Without her looks, what does Lenora have left to her? If ever there was a knight the crowd loves to hate, it's Garman Orde. Even his own family despises him. Then one night a heavily veiled lady offers him an extraordinary bargain. And he finds out that Lenora Montmayne was never just a pretty face.

Lara Bradley, a renowned mage, sets off to defeat a low-risk monster with her young apprentice Alistair, who never stops proposing to her. But instead of a minor threat, they encounter the world's most dangerous creature—a dragon! In a desperate bid to save Alistair, Lara faces the dragon alone and casts a spell that turns herself to stone. Twenty years later, the petrification spell breaks, and Lara awakens in a world that has moved on—except for Alistair, who never forgot her.

Princess Madivia is broken. Her fae magic doesn’t work, her illness will kill her, and nobody knows she exists. So when the gods select her to leave her tower in the Ice Court and train to be a Valkyrie at Featherblade, she is sure they’ve made a terrible mistake. So is every other fae at Featherblade. All except the disgraced fire-fae Valkyrie, Kain. His burning gaze never leaves her. Nobody knows what he did to have his wings taken away, but he is as dangerous as the deadly world Maddy has been drawn into.

She serves a god. He wears a crown. Their forbidden love could topple his kingdom. Calliste is a healer moments away from becoming high priestess when the dark, domineering King Theron storms her sanctuary. Abducted and blackmailed, she watches nine years of grueling effort go up in...

Estela isn't supposed to find love. As a slave to the Giant King, Estela's life is an endless torment. Her sole hope is to escape with her half-brother and find refuge among the elves. Teo, the Troll King, is desperate. His people are dying, and he's running out of options. When the giants come for diamonds, Teo's crystal sings. The slave is the king's mate, and with her comes a solution to save his people. Even after the king steals her from her masters, Estela's one desire is to flee.

The God of Death says I’m his long-lost bride. His soul mate. An Omega who betrayed him two thousand years ago. He believes my memories are the key to our survival. Only, they’re memories I no longer possess. Because I’m not who he thinks I am. I’m Serapina, not Persephone. A human, not an Omega. And that knot he keeps talking about? Yeah, that’s not coming anywhere near me. Except Hades isn’t the only one threatening to claim me with his knot. Morpheus, the God of Dreams, says I belong to him, too.

Long have we been alone; without brides, without females to warm us during the long nights, without sweet mates. But we see them from afar, the brides that could be ours. Kept away from us by walls and weapons. Females we long for greatly...obsessively. Human females. And the one with red hair? I want her. I saw her first. I will fight to the death for her. She is mine. So, we’ll come together and make an exchange with their men that will benefit us all. After that? To the winner goes the spoil. Let the hunt begin...but the red-headed female is mine.

Though she is the oldest daughter, Princess Faraine lives in the background, shunned from court and kept out of sight. Her chronic illness makes her a liability to the crown, and she has learned to give place to her beautiful, favored younger sister in all things. When the handsome and enigmatic Shadow King comes seeking a bride, Faraine is not surprised that her sister is his choice. When King Vor meets the lively Princess Ilsevel, he quickly agrees to a marriage arrangement. So why can’t he get the haunting eyes of her older sister out of his head?

Stuck slinging pizzas in the deadest of dead-end jobs, I make a wish. In a blink, I'm teetering on top of a standing stone in Faerie, where I have magical powers! And monsters fighting over me! Thank god, the orc wins. A fierce and deadly warrior, Rovann's nothing but gentle with me.

Getting caught blowing the whistle on a mob boss isn't the worst part of my day. No, that would be getting sucked through a portal to Faerie. Or finding out I'm a witch who can fly . . . very, very badly. Or fighting off a soul-sucking fae who wants to drain me dry. Or getting stuck in a tree, flashing an orc my hot-pink panties. Actually, that last one might not be so bad. Dravarr's scowls highlight his smoldering eyes and sharp cheekbones, and his touch makes me swoon. Especially since he has to hold me all day and night to keep me from floating away. But the soul-sucking fae come back. 

When her father surrenders to an invading kingdom, Amarylla doesn't realize she's part of the treaty until it's too late. Drugged to prevent resistance, she's swept away to the dark, tortured kingdom of Terelaus, where she is forced to marry the Fiend Prince. When Amarylla holds a dagger to his throat on their wedding night, she and the Prince come to a tenuous arrangement of their own. But he may not be the greatest danger lurking in the Cursed Palace.