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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.

I don’t believe in fate, but I do know this…the King who killed my brother is a dead man walking. And I’m prepared to sacrifice my heart, body and soul to ensure I get my revenge.

Als der Winterkönig Lucien Thorne um die Hand der 19-jährigen Madelynn aus dem Herbsthof anhält, ist sie alles andere als begeistert. Schließlich ist ...

Ein Tyrannenkönig, der gestürzt werden muss – und das, während die Zeit gegen mich läuft und meine Schwestern irgendwo in der Dunkelheit verloren sind. Mein Name ist Kiki, und ich bin eine gescheiterte Dämonenjägerin. Für Menschen wie mich sollte es eine Zwölf-Schritte-Gruppe geben. Doch statt Erlösung finde ich ein Geheimnis – eines, das mich in ein fremdes Reich schleudert, weit weg von allem, was ich kenne. Kein New York. Keine Regeln. Nur Fragen … und Flügel auf meinem Rücken. Und dann ist da dieser Mann – Soren. Mit Augen wie Eis und einer Aura, die nach Ärger riecht.

Raised to cut throats, hunt Unseelie monsters, and ride dragons, Berserker-blooded Revna is the best of the best. But she has been assigned the impossible. Her king demands that she kill the ruthless Fae king. With no other options, Revna must glamour herself and hide among the Fae king’s bevy of potential mates. But all of her training will be useless if she can’t figure out how to feign love.

When nineteen-year-old huntress Feyre kills a wolf in the woods, a terrifying creature arrives to demand retribution. Dragged to a treacherous magical land she knows about only from legends, Feyre discovers that her captor is not truly a beast, but one of the lethal, immortal faeries who once ruled her world. At least, he’s not a beast all the time.

Being a defective marks me in the eyes of the Solis Fae. Wingless. Magicless. Weak. To my kind, I’m nothing—not when strength is needed to survive the perpetual snow and ice that shrouds our northern continent in endless winter. But I’ve persevered, living a meaningful yet simple life with my sister...until the hated Crown Prince of the Winter Court thunders into our village. Prince Norivun’s massive black wings and potent magic cloud my senses and steal my breath. He’s beautiful yet brutal, so when he whisks me away and locks me in his castle I’m certain my death is tomorrow’s promise.

There are many things that go bump in the night, and I am one of them. Witches are supposed to be good, powerful, and omniscient, but unfortunately for me, I seem to lack all of those qualities. I have been battling the darkness that lives within me since birth, destined to eradicate goodness from our world, but one day, I have no choice but to embrace who and what I am. In order to stop the destruction of the world as we know it, I must put my trust in not only myself, but also my unlikely companions.

Feyre has undergone more trials than one human woman can carry in her heart. Though she’s now been granted the powers and lifespan of the High Fae, she is haunted by her time Under the Mountain and the terrible deeds she performed to save the lives of Tamlin and his people. As her marriage to Tamlin approaches, Feyre’s hollowness and nightmares consume her. She finds herself split into two different people: one who upholds her bargain with Rhysand, High Lord of the feared Night Court, and one who lives out her life in the Spring Court with Tamlin.

Nesta Archeron has always been prickly-proud, swift to anger, and slow to forgive. And ever since being forced into the Cauldron and becoming High Fae against her will, she's struggled to find a place for herself within the strange, deadly world she inhabits. Against the sweeping backdrop of a world seared by war and plagued with uncertainty, Nesta and Cassian battle monsters from within and without as they search for acceptance - and healing - in each other's arms.

Feyre has returned to the Spring Court, determined to gather information on Tamlin’s actions and learn what she can about the invading king threatening to bring her land to its knees. But to do so she must play a deadly game of deceit. One slip could bring doom not only for Feyre but for everything—and everyone she holds dear.

Feyre has undergone more trials than one human woman can carry in her heart. Though she’s now been granted the powers and lifespan of the High Fae, she is haunted by her time Under the Mountain and the terrible deeds she performed to save the lives of Tamlin and his people.

Everything Morgan Pendragon knows and loves is gone as she wakes in the dangerous court of the Siabra. The man she was falling in love with is dead, and in his place is a man she barely knows. Surrounded by liars and knives in the dark, all Morgan wants to do is run the other way but Kairos Draven is determined to keep her by his side. As Morgan and Draven's lives become even more irrevocably entwined, little do they know the sins of the past are coming for them both…

When nineteen-year-old huntress Feyre kills a wolf in the woods, a terrifying creature arrives to demand retribution. Dragged to a treacherous magical land she knows about only from legends, Feyre discovers that her captor is not truly a beast, but one of the lethal, immortal faeries who once ruled her world.

When Feyre kills a wolf, a beastlike creature arrives to demand retribution for it. Dragged to a magical land Feyre discovers that her captor is not an animal. As she dwells on his estate, her feelings for Tamlin transform from icy hostility into a fiery passion that burns through every lie and warning she's been told about the beautiful, dangerous world of the Fae. But an ancient shadow is growing, and Feyre must find a way to stop it....

Once I was a fae princess with sea-magic at my fingertips. Now? I’m a hunted supernatural in a squalid shop, stripped of my power. My only comforts are stale cookies, Elvis records, and my hula-hoop. Then a lethally sexy fae king arrives and rips even those away. After the brutal king throws me in prison, I strike a bargain with him: my freedom in exchange for helping him find a magic blade. What Lyr doesn’t know is that the blade might restore my stolen magic. But as we journey, the gorgeous jerk starts to make me feel things I’ve never felt.

Schon ihr ganzes Leben lang hat Studentin Lilly das Gefühl, anders zu sein. Seit ihrer Kindheit wird sie von Visionen heimgesucht, die wie Fenster in ein ...

Feyre, Rhysand, and their friends are still busy rebuilding the Night Court and the vastly altered world beyond, recovering from the war that changed everything. But Winter Solstice is finally approaching, and with it, the joy of a hard-earned reprieve. Yet even the festive atmosphere can’t keep the shadows of the past from looming. As Feyre navigates her first Winter Solstice as High Lady, her concern for those dearest to her deepens. They have more wounds than she anticipated—scars that will have a far-reaching impact on the future of their court.

When nineteen-year-old huntress Feyre kills a wolf in the woods, a terrifying creature arrives to demand retribution. Dragged to a treacherous magical land she knows about only from legends, Feyre discovers that her captor is not truly a beast, but one of the lethal, immortal faeries who once ruled her world.

Exiled from the Shadow Fae, I'm left out on London's streets. The Knights of the Institute are dying of the plague, and they're sure I'm to blame. Desperate to speak to Ruadan, I invade the Institute. Then, things take a turn for the worse. Like, "tortured in a tiny prison cell" worse. Seems like Ruadan has completely betrayed me. But when I finally reunite with my dark demigod, it turns out I'd totally misunderstood his actions. Once I'm out of jail, Ruadan and I have to fix this mess, and we're thrown together once again. That means finding my father.