Ergebnis für "Zand" in Fantasy

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. 

Wed him. Bed him. Slit his throat. I killed the king. Crowned myself in his blood, but the curse still festers. To break it, I need Death, on his knees, a ring on his finger. My blade at his throat. The god fights me to the grave, evades my touch, mocks my wanting. He would rather tear himself...

Wed me. Bed me. Slit my throat. Born in dirt, raised in rot, I dig graves for the dead, while the living decay around me. When my brother coughs blood, he appears. A man too polished for the graveyard, with a bargain too cruel for the light: Seduce the King. Become the Queen. Die. And my brother...

Adrift in a sky shadowed by war, We seek, we ache, Searching for the woman who fled us. We shattered her heart, but she unfurled her feathers, Our sweetheart, our little dove, Escaping our talons on pure white wings. One of us soars over battlements, Haunted by past mistakes, Vowing never to...

Isolation, darkness, and rotting flesh surround me, suffocate me, but I am the vile ruler who controls it all. I long for warmth, yet all that I touch is cold. Then, she stumbles in to my domain, lost and frightened, alone and confused. And I terrify her even more. She calls me the devil, so I show her pleasure, like only the devil can. I am the heat that stirs her flesh, the longing that trembles her bone. She begs her body to refuse, to escape my embrace, but I am her master, the puppeteer of passion. I am the King of Flesh and Bone. Welcome to my court, little one.

This 2-in-1 box set collects both installments in Liv Zander's Pale Court duet: King of Flesh and Bone and Queen of Rot and Pain. This duology is a dark-fantasy romance featuring a ruthless man, a woman who can't escape his love, and a Happily Ever After. This world contains dark themes...

A slave. A fire prince. A fate written in dragonfire. I'm Ash Mist—an orphan, a slave, a girl whose name was never meant to be remembered. But I've always dreamed of more. Of freedom. Of soaring high above the world on the back of a dragon, where no one could ever touch me again. That dream...

Seit ihrer Geburt spürt die schöne, dickköpfige Prinzessin Rava, dass sie anders ist. Etwas Mystisches umgibt sie, doch jeder, einschließlich ihres Vaters König Lorcan, macht ein Geheimnis daraus. Gerade herrscht Krieg zwischen einigen der benachbarten Königreiche und Ravas Vater lädt die anderen Herrscher und deren Söhne zur Bräutigamschau seiner Tochter, um sich eine Allianz zu sichern. Aber die Prinzessin ist zwiegespalten, denn Taavi und Kirian, Brüder mit königlichem Wolfsblut in den Adern, bringen beide ihr Herz zum Pochen.

They say love can conquer all. But what if the thing you love most could burn you alive? I was never meant to ride a dragon. Never meant to wield forbidden water-magic. And I sure as hell was never meant to fall for Cade Phoenixfire—the fire-born prince who should be my enemy. But fate doesn't...

If he meets her, she will die. Twenty year old sorcerer and college student Scott Tabors knew he'd found his heart mate the moment he saw 17-year-old Olivia Whitehead outside of a coffee shop. He longs for her, he wants her, and he knows she will be his. But due to a curse on his family, he can't meet her. Not yet. So for now, he visits her in her dreams, where he can tell her everything but his name.

Genevieve Solace, a sheltered 15 year-old girl, lives with her wearied mother, Maria, and her cavalier brother, Edward. All her life she's been plagued by inexplicable seizures that only seem to be getting worse, seizures so violent that she's left unconscious for days at a time. The king's Raiders have been hunting her for as long as she can remember. So, in search for safety, she and her family have found refuge in a modest cottage on the outskirts of Kalarn in a small village known as Green Planes.