Ergebnis für "The Heathen" in Urban Fantasy

Mein Name ist Jinx und ich bin Privatermittlerin, Wahrheitsfinderin und Magierin. Man sollte meinen, dass es mit diesen Fähigkeiten ein Leichtes ist, Probleme zu lösen, aber das Leben ist nie einfach. Ich dachte, ich wüsste, was in der Nacht, in der meine Eltern starben, passiert ist. Ich dachte, ich hätte endlich die Wahrheit entdeckt. Aber jetzt steht alles kopf und ich weiß nicht mehr, wem ich vertrauen kann. Und dann ist da noch das unverschämte Arschloch, das immer wieder versucht, mich umzubringen

Es ist Ferienzeit in London und Abigail, Peter Grants lästige Cousine, kann mehr oder weniger tun und lassen, was sie will. Was bei allen, die sie kennen, eigentlich die Alarmglocken schrillen lassen sollte. Doch Peter ist irgendwo auf dem Land auf Einhornjagd, sodass niemand Abigail davon abhält, magischen Unfug zu treiben - und einem Geheimnis auf die Spur zu kommen: In der Gegend von Hampstead Heath verschwinden immer wieder Teenager. Nach kurzer Zeit tauchen sie wieder auf, unverletzt, aber ohne eine Erinnerung, wo sie waren. Wer hat sie fortgelockt - und warum?

Ihr erster Fall führt eine junge Privatdetektivin in eine Welt voller magischer Geheimnisse und tödlicher Gefahren. Jessica Sharp, genannt Jinx, ist Mitte zwanzig und Privatdetektivin. Ihre geradezu unheimliche Gabe zu spüren, wenn jemand lügt, ist dabei durchaus hilfreich. Doch trotz ihrer übernatürlichen Fähigkeiten ist es ihr bis heute nicht gelungen, den Tod ihrer Eltern aufzuklären. Trost findet sie bei ihrer Dogge Gato, der sie stets beschützt.

In the wake of an unexpected homecoming, Jason questions if there is still a place for him in the world he left behind. Forced to confront what he has become in his time away, he feels more alien than ever. But his old world is hiding secrets that he never knew. As he starts to unravel what has been hidden from him his entire life, he discovers that not only might he fit in better than ever but he may be exactly what the world needs.

Gary doesn’t have all that much going for him. He’s a teenage boy who lives in a Tier-3 town that’s barely hanging on, and his family’s just a rung above dirt poor. Which is why he’s taken the very dangerous step of becoming an errand boy for the savage Underdogs gang. He doesn’t like what they do, but if he tries to get out, he’s pretty sure he’ll get very dead.

Als die außergewöhnliche Hexe Amber DeLea ein paar Tage vor Weihnachten auf meiner Türschwelle steht, erwarte ich Ärger. Doch wie sich herausstellt, hat ihre Schutzbefohlene, das Waisenkind Jade, ihren Weihnachtssack verloren – und Amber möchte, dass ich ihn finde. Einfach, oder? Die kleine Jade kennenzulernen, berührt mich. Plötzlich bin ich bereit, alles zu tun, um sicherzustellen, dass sie noch ein weiteres Weihnachten erlebt, das sie an den Weihnachtsmann glauben lässt. Ich darf sie nicht enttäuschen.

I’m Jinx. As a private investigator, being a walking, talking lie detector is a useful skill - but let’s face it, it’s not normal. When I’m hired to find a missing university student, I hope to find her propped up at a bar - yet my gut tells me there’s more to this case than a party girl gone wild. She’s also being tracked by the implacable and oh-so-sexy Inspector Stone. Stone and I team up, and he shoves me into a realm where magic is real – a place where there are vampires and werewolves, dragons and trolls.

When I find a powerful political figure dead in his home, I know the pressure is going to be on. His death was brutal, and anything but swift. The brass want answers yesterday, so it's going to take the combined might of Unit 13 to bring the killer to justice. In the meantime, things are heating up with Robbie Krieg, King of the Ogres, my fated mate, and general pain in my ass. He's been keeping secrets, and they may be inextricably linked to the corpse I've just found.

I’m Lucy, a regular accountant turned alpha werewolf. A tryst with the wrong incubus ripped me from my ordinary life and sent me tumbling into a magical realm that I'd never even dreamed existed. I was just adjusting to pack life when I was asked to mercy-kill the current alpha. I'm not a total bitch so I did what he asked, but it's left me as alpha of a pack I don't know, full of werewolves who resent that I still live and breathe while their old alpha doesn't. If I’m to survive in this dog-eat-dog realm, I’m going to have to win my new pack over–and fast.

Jason arrives at a kingdom in peril and he's surprised to discover that it's not his job to save it. With the authorities fulfilling their responsibilities (for once), he looks forward to some quiet time to rest and recuperate. The locals might not find ceaseless monster onslaughts and an interdimensional invasion relaxing, but Jason has had a rough few years. He's doing his best to let go of his anger. While his team is caught up in duty, Jason has no shortage of people looking to interfere with his rest. Enemies—old and new—are circling, and even would-be allies are trouble.

Mein Name ist Jinx und ich bin Privatermittlerin, Wahrheitsfinderin und Empathin. Und trotz all dieser magischen Fähigkeiten weiß ich nicht, ob ich meine beste Freundin retten kann. Doch sie ist nicht die Einzige, die krank ist. Auch magischen Kreaturen des Anders fallen einer Krankheit anheim – selbst diejenigen, die angeblich unsterblich sind. Die Krankheit trifft immer zwei Angehörige einer Spezies, wie eine Seuche aus Noahs Arche. Die Meermenschen baten zuerst um Hilfe, aber das war nur die Spitze des Eisberges.

Kaum hat Privatdetektivin Jessica Sharp, genannt Jinx, die Neuigkeit verkraftet, dass eine magische Parallelwelt existiert – ganz zu schweigen davon, dass ihre sanftmütige Dogge Gato in Wahrheit ein Höllenhund mit schwarzen Stacheln auf dem Rücken ist –, muss sie auch schon in einem neuen Fall ermitteln: Eine Baumnymphe wurde auf offener Straße ausgeraubt und ermordet. Schnell findet Jinx heraus, dass das Opfer in Geschäfte mit einem hochkriminellen, magischen Drogenhändlerring verwickelt war.

Someone paid the vampire king’s creepy son to turn me into one of the bitey undead. I’m not hanging about to find out who or why. The vampires want me to stay with them for one hundred years of indentured servitude but I have this thing about following orders so I ran from the streets of London to the wilds of Alaska. I have an eidetic memory and a can-do attitude. I can-do anything to get away from the vampire king. So when the Sheriff of Portlock, a hidden paranormal town, invites me to be his assistant, I say sure thing. It beats servitude hands down.

A deadly assassin. A desperate witch. A past that won’t stay buried. I’m Amber DeLea—ambitious witch, potion mistress extraordinaire, and daughter to a woman slipping further away each day. My life is a constant battle, whether it’s cursed runes, treacherous coven politics, or dark forces closing in. But nothing haunts me more than my mother’s unravelling mind, and I’m running out of time to find a cure. The last thing I need is Bastion—the deadly griffin assassin who shattered my world—being ordered to protect me.

I’m Jinx. As a private investigator, being a walking, talking lie detector is a useful skill—but let’s face it, it’s not normal. You’d think it would make my job way too easy, but even with my weird skills, I still haven’t been able to track down my parent’s killers. When I’m hired to find a missing university student, I hope to find her propped up at a bar—yet my gut tells me there’s more to this case than a party girl gone wild.

I'm supposed to be meeting with Emory's dragon Court and amazing them with my suave wit and shining intellect. Instead, I'm on the trail of a kidnapper. Someone has stolen away a centaur teenager, Alfie, from a magical circus. The circus master has hired me and Gato to find out who took him—hopefully before Alfie swims with the fishes.

Being a private investigator wasn’t supposed to be complicated. I expected cheating spouses and missing pets like BonBon, a kidnapped ‘pure-bred Schnoodle’ with a ruby-studded collar. What I didn’t expect was a desperate elf on my doorstep, begging for help to find her missing parents. Nor did I think that my search would drag me back into the magical world I’d tried so hard to leave behind.

My name’s Stacy, but you can call me Inspector Wise. As part of the Connection—the magical law enforcement keeping the supernatural under wraps—I deal with the grittiest magical crimes. The Other Realm is a Vampire-eat-Werewolf kind of world, and only the toughest survive. Fortunately, I’ve got a rare magical gift: I can slip into minds and make people dance to my tune. It's frowned upon to do that though, so I keep my talents more hidden than Area 51.

PI by day, reluctant witch by necessity—Beatrix has a case to crack and a legacy to reclaim. I walked away from my magic, my past, and the home I was born to protect. For the last decade, I’ve been scraping by as a PI in the non-magical world, solving human problems and ignoring the legacy that should have been mine. My magic is barely worth mentioning—unless you count my ability to sense emotions, which is frequently about as useful as a chocolate teapot.

Someone keeps bludgeoning people in the Other realm to death. A couple of the murders were virtually in our back garden, so Emory has asked me to try and find the culprit. I’d feel better if I didn’t have Shirdal along with me, cracking jokes and on the verge of a deadly killing spree of his own. Plus, there’s the small matter of the missing multimillion-pound Eye of Ebrell that I still need to locate.