Ergebnis für "The Raven" in Paranormal

Sometimes the most frightening thing is not the wind howling through the trees… but what’s lurking there. Xander Corey is certain that what his husband, Lorne MacBain, the chief of police in their little town of Osprey, is seeing outside their kitchen window is nothing to worry about. It’s concerning that whenever Xander looks, there’s nothing there, but really, it could be anything. Why borrow trouble and assume the worst? Besides, it’s midwinter, after all, and everything is sleeping. Or should be.

Xander Corey lives simply, sustainably, on the outskirts of Osprey, a small, quaint town in Upstate New York. He’s a librarian when the town’s budget can afford him, a good friend, kind neighbor, and also, a witch. And while that’s of no concern to anyone around him, there are others, non-humans, who have a vested interest in Xander’s family land. Xander knows something dark and dangerous is brewing. He’s just not quite sure what.

Ich träume schon mein ganzes Leben davon, mich endlich in eine Wölfin zu verwandeln. Wie jedes Mitglied meines Rudels muss ich dazu ein Ritual vollziehen. Doch ein brutaler Angriff auf mich lässt dieses Ritual völlig aus dem Ruder laufen: Die Verbindung geht schief, und anstatt meine Wölfin zu kontrollieren, kontrolliert sie mich. Wir sind eins und doch getrennt. Wild, ungezähmt, zornerfüllt. Statt mir zu helfen, verstoßen meine eigenen Leute mich.

Perched between branches and shadows, we watch, we scheme, fighting for a kingdom forgotten and forlorn. Until we rip her away with our claws, our prisoner, our pawn, our plaything. She’s innocent and pure, fragile and helpless…but oh so guilty by blood. She calls us beasts, wicked and evil, vicious and cruel. We are all that and worse. One of us offers her shelter beneath his wings, whispering promises of pleasure, seeking redemption. The other longs to shatter her into a million pieces, whispering promises of pain, seeking revenge. 

Xander Corey has never been happier. He’s in love, engaged to the man of his dreams, his friends are thriving, his land, Corvus, is safe, his community is booming, and he’s even back to working as a part-time librarian in Osprey, the tiny little town he calls home in Upstate New York. And yes, he’s a witch, though only a few are bothered about that.

They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. So what happens when you actually die and come back? Hazel Blackwood's "till death do us part" came early when her werewolf fiancé strangled her and tossed her in a grave—but saving herself for six feet of dirt wasn't the afterlife she signed...

Rain has lost nearly everything in the last decade. Her grandmother, her brother, and now the home that holds their memories. Her only constant is Graham, the powerful Fae who knows her heart better than she wants to admit.

She wasn't supposed to feel safe in the dark. Riley Brooks moved across the country to escape her past—an abusive ex who left bruises she's still learning to stop hiding. Her new apartment is small, cheap, and hers. For the first time in years, she can breathe. But something breathes with her. Kael has watched Riley since the moment she was born. An ancient entity bound to the shadows, he has memorized every moment of her life—every laugh, every tear, every time a man made her flinch. He has loved her across the Veil for twenty-three years.

She has seven nights to survive. He has eternity to break her. Belladonna Thana has nothing left. No fortune. No family. No hope. When her twin sister begins coughing blood, Bella makes the only bargain a desperate woman can—seven nights of service to a vampyre lord in exchange for a cure. Lord Valentin is ancient, beautiful, and utterly without mercy. His court is a glittering nightmare of blood and silk, where pleasure is a weapon and pain is currency. Night after night, he strips away everything she thought she knew about herself, her body, her limits. But Bella is no victim.

The house already knows what you want. Kate Ellison's life fits in the backseat of a Honda Civic. Dead-end job, beige apartment, a string of men who looked at her body and never once asked what she was reading. When a letter from a law firm she's never heard of offers her a year in a sprawling New England estate — no rent, no obligations, no explanation — she signs the contract and drives north.

I never knew magic existed, and now I'm expected to attend a witch academy and save the world from some doomsday prophecy. As a former cage fighter, I'm used to getting knocked around, and it's a good thing, because the Raven Academy is kicking my butt. Luckily, there are three hot guys eager to help me lick my wounds. If my guys and I can't pummel my magic into shape, we're all going to be in a world of hurt. Because there's someone out there who wants to destroy all witchkind, and this Big Bad isn't planning on letting a newbie witch like me get in his way.

Die Journalistin Marisa Pérèz lebt zurückgezogen in den Bergen Kaliforniens. Eines Nachts findet sie einen verletzten nackten Mann auf ihrer Veranda. Sie nimmt sich seiner an und versorgt seine Wunden. Am nächsten Morgen steht die Polizei vor der Tür - in der Nachbarschaft wurde ein Mord verübt! Marisa ahnt nicht, dass der faszinierende Fremde ein Geheimnis hütet, das ihre Welt erschüttern wird.

Everything started the night after Jo’s mother was buried. When someone tried to kill her and she was pulled into something bigger than the mortal world she’d grown up in. That was when she met Caius, a powerful and dangerous demon hybrid. She doesn’t know why he helped save her life that night; she only knows what she’s been told: The demonborn are enemies.

You'd think that basically being in charge of love would be an epic job, right? Wrong. Sure, I can blow some Lust into people's faces and watch the show, but I can't actually participate. It gets old, trust me. Same goes for love. I can pass it out like sugar-free lollipops at a dentist's office, but I can't get any love for myself. It totally sucks. I used to consider myself a hopeless romantic, so why wouldn't I choose to become a cupid? Sounds like a good idea, right? Wrong again. They don't call us stupid cupids for nothing.

I've lived in the mud quarter my entire life, watching as the fireguards came every five years to select the prettiest girls to go to the Seat to start new lives. They get it all: husbands, houses without a speck of dirt, and enough food that hunger wasn't a constant pain in your belly. This year, it's my turn. The dragon that forces our kingdom to cower under our magnificent dome and hide behind stone walls hasn't shown any signs of leaving.

Bloomsbury presents Ravenous by Kresley Cole, read by Robert Petkoff. From #1 New York Times bestseller Kresley Cole comes a darkly seductive new series where immortal passion collides with ruthless power. Beyond the mortal world lies the Skein, a realm of mythic beauty and savage desire ruled...

I claimed the title of Dominant Dragoness from my mother—and I didn't have to kill her for it. But that's where the easy victories end. Year two at Dragonis Academy brings a storm I'm not sure I'm ready for. The Gauntlet. Classes with enemies who still want me dead. And looming over it...

They called Valeria wolfless. Worthless. A waste of space. Born without a wolf soul, she was shunned by her pack and endured the cruelty of her mother. To everyone, she was nothing. To herself, she was simply trying to survive rejection. Her story begins with heartbreak, but it doesn't end there...

Rain has lost nearly everything in the last decade. Her grandmother, her brother, and now the home that holds their memories. Her only constant is Graham, the powerful Fae who knows her heart better than she wants to admit. Then Ezra steps into her life, a breathtaking Vampire who offers her a job cleansing an abandoned mansion full of vengeful spirits. A job that could give Rain something she desperately needs: a chance to save her home.

Here’s what I know. Being a cupid is hard work. Love Matches, Lust Breath, Flirt Touches, not to mention having to meet my quotas every month. And hitting your target with arrows? That shit is not easy. But all of that I could handle. Gladly. If only my cupid powers would actually work. The clock is ticking, but I have the perfect candidate to start with. Warren Knight. Smart, hot as hell, rich, bachelor-dud extraordinaire. Of course, the asshole doesn’t want to fall in love, so I have my work cut out for me.