Ergebnis für "institute" in Paranormal

I killed someone. Not on purpose, but not exactly by accident. Regardless, those three little words have changed the course of my life as I know it. Suddenly, I'm thrust into a supernatural world I never knew existed to become sworn property of The Sanctum—a magical council ruling over all magical beings. My punishment? Confinement within the crumbling fortress of Institute 13, built for monsters like me. Shadow fae, feral wolves, and bloodthirsty vampires… this prison houses the darkest of their kind, and somehow I am one of them.

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?

My name is Ava-Marie, and I love living on the dark side. Getting into trouble is kind of my thing, but one night, I take revenge too far. I’m sentenced to a reform school for magical delinquents... though really, it’s a prison. As the only supernatural who can control both fire and water, I’m already a target. To make matters worse, I literally share a soul with Charlie, a sexy inmate from the wrong side of the tracks. Surviving at the Institute is almost as risky as falling in love.

I would not say things are going well, exactly. I live in a burnt-out car under a bridge, surrounded by rubbish. When Ruadan shows up to bring me back to the Institute, I leap at the chance. That is, until he throws me into the dungeons. I’m on the naughty list, and the mentor who once trained me is cold as ice. Now, I must pass every single trial or the Institute’s executioners will rip me to pieces. Good thing I can handle it. I was the queen of the gladiator ring, and I do not go down easily.

As a knight of the Shadow Fae, I’m tasked with defending the institute. I’m deep into a world of dark magic, orgiastic death cults, and demon roller discos. But my new life begins with an impossible choice: turn over Ruadan within 24 hours, or my nemesis will unleash the Black Death. Worse, my old gladiator master is threatening to reveal my identity. If the truth gets out, I’ll be out of the institute faster than you can say "wrath of an incubus".

The Feral Women’s Institute is a secret underground organization of older women loosely descended from witches. You'll find them everywhere, but due to their special talents for hiding in plain view and speaking without being heard, you may not notice them. Rose is their lingerie designer. Her life's work is to find the elusive comfortable bra for the older woman. The trouble begins with a genetically engineered parasite. This one only eats Lycra. With her work in ruins, Rose has no option but to find the source of the problem and put a stop to it. Will Rose find the culprit?

As the daughter of one of the legendary six sisters, Danielle's heritage remains concealed from the prying eyes of her classmates. In a cruel twist of fate, she is deemed a "nopow," seemingly devoid of any magical abilities. Tormented and bullied, she endures the relentless taunting of her fellow students, their words etching scars upon her spirit. Yet, the fragile peace of the Institute is shattered one fateful day. Demons, relentless and merciless, attack the sacred grounds of the school, plunging it into chaos and terror.

Amberlin Gentry is direct, outspoken, and adventuresome. Traits that Golden Acres of Christ - the radically conservative community in which she lives - would rather suppress. There are rules to follow, and if you step out of line, Reverend Stover or his wife will be sure you suffer the consequences. So Amberlin is careful to keep hidden her other gifts; gifts that enable her to detect the emotions of others with a single touch, or bend the elements to her will.

What ancient evils live beneath the waters of the great Lakes of North America? During a massive snow storm in a small diner, we get a glimpse of the terror below.

Sailors have always had their stories, their tall tales of the sea. While many are the bragging and one-upmanship of men who do work no one else wants to do, some of them are frighteningly real. What a few sailors lucky enough to survive know is that beneath the icy waters of the Northern Pacific, a terror from the forgotten depths of history hunts them.