Ergebnis für "The Streets" in Paranormal & Urban Fantasy

Trotzdem führe ich ein erfülltes, wenn auch einfaches Leben mit meiner Schwester … bis der verhasste Kronprinz des Winterhofs in unserem Dorf auftaucht. Als er mich entführt und in seinem Schloss einsperrt, bin ich mir sicher, dass mich mein Tod erwartet. Aber der Prinz lässt mich leben – vorerst. Und als er mir den wahren Grund für meine Entführung verrät, sehe ich den Hunger in seinen Augen.

The days of traveling martial artists and mountaintop masters are over. Power is controlled by corporations, modernized martial arts sects, and governments. Those at the bottom of society struggle as second class citizens in a world in which power is a commodity. Rick may have survived the multi-tier tournament, but that doesn't mean his life will be easy. He finds the search for a better job is filled with traps and pitfalls, his sister is coming to terms with her dark power, and vendettas old and new plague them. This time, his journey will take him from the city to the wilderness.

You'd think a half-witch, quarter-werewolf would be a magical powerhouse, right? Wrong. I'm so nothing special. I'm on the express track to a low-magic ambassador job, right after I complete three months of mandatory Supernatural Forces training. I never expected my biggest stumbling block to be my new squad commander, Wyatt Jamison. He's everything I'm not—a pure blooded werewolf who oozes magic. Did I mention he's also my former teenage crush who still makes my mouth water?

I never imagined Considine Maledictus—one of the most powerful vampires alive—would go from ruling the streets at night to joining the supernatural task force just to become my partner, but here we are. Considine claims he “fancies” me. He also used to hide his identity and pose as my charming next-door neighbor, so forgive me if I don’t believe him. As bad as that is, my work life is worse.

By night, they fight in a dangerous game of cat-and-mouse. By day, they are friendly next-door neighbors. Neither of them know that their alter egos are archenemies. I’ve spent my life training in the family business of slaying vampires, but I’m tired of all the death. I want to prove we slayers can help society, not just break it. I start my new life by joining the Magiford supernatural task force, which exists to protect humans and supernaturals from harmful magic.

My stress levels skyrocketed after I discovered the deadly vampire who has taken over downtown is Considine Maledictus, one of the most powerful vampires alive. Now I’m even more reluctant to tangle with him, but he’s started showing up in the middle of my investigations, even if they’re outside his territory. I never know if he’s there to fight or to lend me some unexpected help. I don’t have time to ponder his weird behavior, because a group of local wizards are up to some shady practices.

Living in a peaceful, prosperous African-American neighborhood in Los Angeles, Mack Street is a mystery child who has somehow found a home. Discovered abandoned in an overgrown park, raised by a blunt-speaking single woman, Mack comes and goes from family to family, a boy who is surrounded by boisterous characters and yet deeply alone.

The Awakened aren’t just humanity’s last defense against the monsters—they’re celebrities, flush with power, status, and wealth. Xay had always dreamed of becoming the strongest—fighting epic battles and living a fast-paced life of adventure. But when the Awakened System assigned him a skill from the Artificer Sphere, his dreams seemed out of reach. Until his unknown Bloodline manifested—granting him the ability to bond with other Awakened and transfigure their essence into weapons.

After rescuing Amy and dismantling the twisted experimentation lab, Xay and his team get honored as heroes. However, Cosmos Academy responds with brutal, individualized coaching—forcing them to confront their weaknesses and face the true scale of power within the Awakened World.

Pícaro is a street kid living in the slums of Tenochtitlan, resigned to his dead-end life and just trying to survive until the next day. But when his grandmother falls ill, he throws in with drug pushers to try and earn enough money to save her, until he gets what he thinks is an even better idea—robbing his connection. Betrayed, captured, and beaten, Pícaro is turned over to the most powerful street gang in the barrio, and expects a quick death.

For Mack McKinley and his team of GhostWalker killing machines, urban warfare is an art. But despite a hard-won knowledge of the San Francisco streets, Mack knows from experience that too many things can still go wrong. Danger was just another part of the game--and now he's come face-to-face with a woman who can play just as tough. She's Jaimie, a woman with a sapphire stare so potent it can destroy a man. Years ago she and Mack had a history--volatile, erotic, and electric.

The Sisters of Salem are in disarray, their coven leader murdered and left to be found. The case has already been closed; the death attributed to the headless horseman’s reign of terror. But was he really to blame? Sergeant Chloe Mayfield doesn’t think so, but her one cop mission to find the real killer clashes with her orders and she’s already on shaky ground with the higher-ups. All they need is one good reason and she’s out of a job. Nevertheless, she feels responsible–Chloe should have spotted the clues and been able to prevent the coven leader’s death. Shouldn’t she?

Bobby Dollar is an angel—a real one. He knows a lot about sin, and not just in his professional capacity as an advocate for souls caught between Heaven and Hell. Bobby’s wrestling with a few deadly sins of his own—pride, anger, even lust. But his problems aren’t all his fault. Bobby...

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.

Washington, DC, has never been boring, but this is ridiculous. Warring witch covens. Werewolf packs fighting for territory. Rumors of human sacrifice. Minor problems leading up to Beltane, when the portents say the veils between worlds will shred. Did I mention the blood mage conspiracy using troll shock troops to take over the world? With a jaguar shifter, a handsome Nephilim, and a nest of feisty fairies watching my back, things should be fine. Right?

Despite his wolf’s growls in my direction, Kaillen’s determined to prove his love. So the two of us delve into my family’s long buried past to discover the truth of who I really am. But things don’t go as planned, and our struggles uncover an impossible choice.

From the New York Times bestselling author of Hounded—“a superb urban fantasy debut” (Publishers Weekly, starred review)—comes an Iron Druid Chronicles short story in the captivating Carniepunk anthology. The ancient Druid Atticus O’Sullivan gets more than greasy corn dogs and flat...

Ich muss fliehen, um mein Leben zu retten. Doch wenn ich wiederkomme, werde ich herrschen. Mir bleibt keine andere Wahl, als vom Solis-Kontinent zu fliehen, obwohl es mir das Herz bricht, meine große Liebe zurückzulassen. Aber ich kann nicht zurückkehren, bevor ich nicht meine Neigungen wiederhabe und an der Seite des Kronprinzen kämpfen kann. Überall lauern Feinde. Diejenigen, denen ich vertraut habe, erweisen sich als die größten Verräter von allen.

Let’s see, my hired hunter has decided I’m his mate, my twin sister is blaming me for her abduction, a crazy and dangerous supernatural is now after my magic, and I’m somehow supposed to keep running Practically Perfect despite the disaster that is my life. Sigh...I just can’t win, especially when the crazy supernatural comes looking for me and my hired hunter goes into full-blown territorial werewolf mode. Did I mention that I haven’t accepted his mating bond? Now, it’s getting real, especially when I learn that my hunter has kept a very dark secret from me....

Haven’t I been through enough? I think if I was alone and dealing with things like crazy shifter bitches and ancient magical destinies, all while trying to attend my classes, I would have a mental breakdown. Wait, I’ve already had several. Now, in my final semester at Bloodwood Academy, I’m hoping I can finally breathe, maybe take a long vacation where I can get to know my guys a little more intimately, if you catch my drift…granted, that probably can’t happen, seeing as we ended the previous semester in some hot shit.