Ergebnis für "The Devil to Pay" in Paranormal

Blake Turner had it all—until a demon decided to take residence in his soul. Plagued with constant black outs and a trail of dead bodies in his wake, Blake thinks vampire Elise is his best chance at ending the nightmare. It’s just too bad he’s fallen in love with the gorgeous vamp right...

Der Teufel sehnt sich nach ihrer Seele. Doch sie ist nicht bereit, nachzugeben. Jaga ist eine junge Hexe, die von ihrem Dorf geächtet wird. Ihr Traum, eine angesehene Heilerin mit magischen Fähigkeiten zu werden, wird ihr verwehrt, als die Dorfältesten, die ihr misstrauen, nach dem Tod ihres Mentors jemand anderen mit dieser Aufgabe betrauen. Isoliert und verachtet, ändert sich Jagas Leben während der Sommersonnenwende dramatisch, als sie in den heiligen Kreis der Götter gezogen wird und Woland, dem Teufel, begegnet.

I’ve never wanted a relationship—especially not with a human. With my father demanding my return to Hell and a demon leaving dead bodies in my bookshop, now is not the time to lose my heart. One look in Oscar’s broken eyes, and I know I’m in trouble. Oscar’s been hurt before, and everything in me screams to keep him safe. How can I do that when I know being with me will only put him in more danger? More importantly, am I strong enough to walk away from him?

I'll tell you what isn't on my agenda for this century: finding my fated mate only to have him reject me. In fact, having a mate and tying myself down for eternity isn't even a blip on my radar. But the moment I meet Bailey, there's no denying he's meant to be mine. Everything about the gentle Welsh giant calls to me, consuming my thoughts. The problem? He doesn't feel the same way. One life-altering kiss has him running in the other direction, leaving me to watch over him from the shadows.

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They bound me. Led me into sin. Twisted my heart and soul. But they didn't break me. By a stroke of fate, I've won my freedom...and the dark half of the Seventh Circle. All it took was betraying the prince who held me captive. Belial's anger burns hotter than the fires of hell, but I won't rest until I've won my Nephilim mate from him, even if being his enemy tears at my heart.

One demon. One angel. A relationship that's failed so many times. Could it really be just one human they've been missing?

I've loved and lost once before, and it nearly destroyed me. One might think I'd be scared to try again, but since discovering the existence of fated mates, I've waited on tenterhooks for mine to appear. Fate, apparently, is content to keep me in suspense. When a nervous human brokers a deal to find his brother, I can't refuse. My tracking days are over, but there's something about River that makes me want to get back in the game. Besides, it'll be a good distraction from waiting for my dream guy. It quickly becomes clear that River isn't all he seems.

As a hellhound beta, Solomon has no complaints. Life is fine. His pack and his goddess-given duties as a protector of the human realm are enough. So what if he’s a little bored and a smidge lonely? Not a big deal in the grand scheme of things. When his alpha’s mate suggests he pull his head out of his ass where one of their human pack mates is concerned, Sol cooks up a scheme to break through the wall between him and Cody, but it comes at the worst possible time. Cody is convinced the bar he works in is run by a group of elite mob enforcers. Nothing else makes sense.

The night of summer solstice, I do something stupid. Drawn to the fire of magic, I approach the gods in their sacred circle. I am just a mortal, one of many. I shouldn't merit their attention. But behind the royal figures of the gods a shadow looms, menacing yellow eyes burning in its gloom. He asks me to dance. His clawed hands circle my waist, turning me to the sound of hoofbeats while his demonic voice whispers seductive lies in my ear. For one night and one night only, I let him touch me.

In Diana Kingston's defense, it was the middle of the night in the deserted hospital chapel. Surely it was just a dream. She hadn't really sold herself to a brooding stranger to save her father's life, right? Then she wakes, and her father is fully recovered, and a mysterious letter arrives from the tall, dark, handsome - um, devil? Yep, it was right there on the contract, Lucien Star, aka Lucifer Morningstar, that had been his name in the dream.... Gulp. What would the devil himself want with her? Sex. Three months of it, every Friday night.

Luz Velez is a shapeshifter who can't shift. Every time she tries to summon her inner wolf, she has a massive panic attack. Worse, her anxiety extends to the rest of her life. At 27, she's still a virgin because attempting to have sex sends her into lockdown mode. She's miserable and stuck - until Jude Jacobson comes along. Tall, blond, and dangerous, Jude is the most feared vampire in town, and the minute he sees her, he wants Luz. Vampires and shapeshifters don't date, but he makes her an offer she can't refuse.

Seth and Evan met "on the job" when Evan was the intended sacrifice of a dark coven, and Seth came to the rescue. Now, they've teamed up to stop a century of ritual murders and get justice for Seth's brother Jesse and the other victims. Seth and Evan have a plan to stop the next witch disciple, plus new allies and magic. But this time, the warlock knows they're coming, and he has plans of his own. When Seth disappears and is trapped in a spell that gives him his heart's desire, can he free himself in time to help Evan?

Hot bullies, busted cars, and the party of the year. On an endless loop. I don’t know how, but I’m living today over and over again. Every year, the town of Devil Springs holds a celebration known as Devils’ Day. There’s no magic, but there might as well be: We wear masks, we play tricks, we party hard. Every year, the students of Crescent Reform School party the hardest. They’re the lewdest, the most wanton, ribald, and lascivious.