Ergebnis für "The Omen" in Paranormal

Keenan is the mistake Khloe knows she shouldn't make. As an incubus, he's got an inside track into everything that makes her tick, and even though she's immune to his supernatural (and frankly unfair) sex appeal, that doesn't stop her body - and her demon - craving him. If it were any other male she'd have worked it out of her system ages ago and moved on, but this time she's scared that if she ever gives in, she won't escape unscathed.

Doc never wanted to be in charge; but now that he is, nothing is going to stop him from protecting the people of the Hidden. As Doc fights to undo all of Mitcham's remaining schemes and free those trapped in Blackwater Prison, it becomes clear that not everyone approves of his leadership. Thankfully, Doc couldn't care less; and he's more than happy to take on anyone who's foolish enough to stand in his way...

When a jaguar shifter drops in and asks for help in tracking down an ancient blood-magic statuette, I say no thank you. I learned a long time ago the key to survival is keeping a low profile. But it's hard to ignore an artifact of the gods powerful enough to blow holes in reality. Enter stalker werewolves in a black Mercedes and magicians trying to capture me. They all think I know where the damned statue is. Then I'm attacked by demons. It wouldn't be so bad, but some of them are really rude. Being rude is a capital crime where I come from. Time for a lesson in manners.

In the aftermath of runaway heir Rasp Stoneclaw's foiled attempts to escape the curse threatening to destroy his people, he's stuck under a mountain with Oralia Dawnsight, Protector of the Realm. So in other words, everything's going great. Oralia's plan to install the cursed Stoneclaw as the new leader of the Iron Ridge is, needless to say, in tatters. But Rasp has discovered something he didn't expect: while he may have been the one to awaken the curse in the first place, he also just might have what it takes to defeat it—provided the appeal of running away doesn't win out.

Lucian and his dark Magi gang are gone. Following the rumours of the red-head who killed him, Magi from around the world are coming to Manhattan. But not everyone is friendly. The Inquisition want her destroyed. The Nomads want to torture her, and then kill her. Even some of the American Magi want her gone.

Dead folk are poppin' up like a whack-a-mole. It's my fault. Sort of. Who would have thought that helping a friend bring back a few folks he'd accidentally murdered could mean the end of the world? Here's what happened . . . when I raised a few folk, the veil between life and death was torn. Not a big deal. I mean, death sucks, you know? But the dead aren't coming back right. They're on a murderous rampage. And come to find out, there's an ancient god who wants to see it through . . .

I’ve known my entire life that everyone in Hell wants me dead. They fear me. Not because I’m the Devil’s daughter—well, okay, that may be part of it—but because they think I’m a bad omen. My father was prophesied to have a son. Then I came along, and every resident in Hell believes I’m the beginning of their end. I’m the female version of my father. I’m ruthless because I have to be. I’m a killer, because it’s kill or be killed, and I sure as Hell don’t want to die.

This occult suspense story is about a possessed woman, a journalist/author trapped by her demon and a soldier of fortune hunting untouchables. The journalist/author, C. Adams, inherits a fortune from his uncle. He is pursuing a successful business woman when he discovers that she is possessed by a demon. She warns him, but the demon turns vicious and the journalist is exposed to blood-freezing occult encounters.

The mission is simple. Find my target. Gut her like a fish. In and out, and I'm home free. That's the plan, until an intense glare catches my attention. A few drinks and some harmless flirting with a handsome stranger changes everything. My target is his fiancee and that spells trouble for me. Burn into this steamy dragon romance about a forbidden love, with HEA.

I rescued her. In return, she captured my heart. Winter: I’m the North Side’s best potion dealer. Everyone in Chicago knows. What I’m not is a thief, but when a handsome dragon rescues me from a thirsty vampire’s clutches, what I want most is the one thing I can’t have. But I won’t let that stop me because our chemistry is enough to make my head spin and my heart swell. Kyle: I like to think I’m a good guy. Rescuing a beautiful stranger proves my theory and more, but there’s a problem.

My itchy feet drug me to the ATL one night for a light flirt, but I didn't get me no R and R. 'Stead, I found a hobo, a ghost, and a trio of vampires, and me with my best weapons locked in the trunk of my daddy's car. That'll learn me to drive down to the city, if I made it off the Gold Line alive.