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Sherlock Holmes und Dr. Watson nehmen die Mordermittlungen in Molderton auf. Völlig unerwartet stoßen sie dabei auf ein altes Geheimnis, das ihnen selbst zum Verhängnis wird. Auch Theodora Sachs, Rasputin und Aleister Crowley halten sich in dem kleinen Ort auf. Sie haben in London den Hinweis erhalten, dass es in Molderton etwas zu kaufen gibt, was dem Zirkel der Sieben ermöglichen könnte, die Herrschaft über das gesamte Königreich zu erlangen.

A brutal, domineering, and lethally beautiful monster with a body built for violence, Ares Drakos—new king of the Drakos Mafia family—is every inch the God of War he's named after. And now, I belong to him.

Im Garten der Sängerin Sophia im Pariser Faubourg St. Jacques steht eines Morgens ein Baum, der am Tage zuvor noch nicht da stand. Niemand hat ihn gepflanzt. Sophia empfindet ihn wie eine Bedrohung. Wenige Tage später ist sie spurlos verschwunden. Ihr Nachbar Marc, ein junger Historiker, derzeit ohne Job und ohne Frau, beginnt auf eigene Faust zu recherchieren, da weder der Ehemann noch die Polizei sich zunächst für den Fall interessieren. Und je tiefer er gräbt - unter der rätselhaften Buche wie in der Vergangenheit der verschwundenen Diva - , um so mehr Steine bringt er ins Rollen, die zwei Morde auslösen, bis er am Ende auf einen uralten Hass stößt, der beinahe auch ihn das Leben kosten wird.

It was supposed to be easy: one night of sin with a beautiful stranger to forever cut ties with my Bratva past. But I didn't pick a stranger. I picked him. Hades Drakos, the dark prince of the Drakos Mafia family, is a lethally beautiful psychopath with a trail of broken hearts and bloodshed in his wake. Oh, and he's my client. It doesn't matter that our one night was under darkness, disguised by masks. He knows my secret sin. He knows it was my first time. And now, he'll use that to trap me as his own personal Persephone.

Leon. Ich habe mir meinen Ruf unter Magiern nicht umsonst verdient: Ein falscher Schritt, und du bist tot. Mörder, nannten sie mich, und das Töten ist das, was ich am besten kann. Außer bei ihr. Bei derjenigen, die ich nehmen sollte, bei derjenigen, die ich hätte töten sollen – habe ich es nicht getan. Der Kult, der mich einst kontrollierte, will sie haben, und ich werde mein neues Spielzeug nicht an sie verlieren. Rae. Ich habe immer an das Übernatürliche geglaubt. Die Jagd nach Geistern ist meine Leidenschaft, aber das Herbeirufen eines Dämons war nie Teil des Plans.

Cillian Kildare is a monster wrapped in charm and sophistication. A gorgeous psychopath with venom in his veins and sadism driving every beat of his cold, black heart. When I'm sent to kill the vicious Irish mafia boss to settle a debt from my past, it's supposed to be simple. It becomes a lot less simple when Cillian catches me and carves his way into my darkest secrets and most deviant desires. Now, captured and bound as his prisoner plaything, he has new plans for me: an unholy marriage of inconvenience. He'll protect me from my past

Ella Jones knows what to expect from the long, hard winters in the northern reaches of Maine. Mostly boredom and monotony, broken up with a bit of skiing or quality time spent with her family. Which leaves her utterly unprepared for the arrival of Benjamin Kakoa, an ex-football star turned advocate in need of a break from fame and notoriety. For Ella, it's crush at first sight. But with a rocky past and an uncertain future, Ben's walls are tougher to tear down than she ever could have imagined.

Let's get this straight—I hate Tate Blingwood. Our one-night stand was supposed to be just that, but now I've got a precious daughter to raise on my own. To make matters worse, he's everywhere, and I'm not just talking about my fantasies. Tate's career has hit the skids and he's on all the news stations and social media sites. Making revenge memes was just supposed to be a little fun to keep me sane and keep his enormous ego in check. I didn't expect it to bite me on the ass when he ended up seeking refuge at the resort I live and work in.

I'm a man of means with a single purpose: to raise my daughter right. Love? Not on the menu. Commitment? No, thank you. Until I saw her—Skyla Manning. She's my brother's feisty employee and twelve years my junior. No harm in a casual fling to scratch our respective itches, right? Wrong. She didn't tell me she was a virgin, and I'm furious she wasted something so precious on an asshole like me. My ego, on the other hand, is too busy doing somersaults to stay away from her delectable curves.

Yes, I’m a single dad who needs a nanny for the summer. But hiring the stranded runaway bride who shows up on my doorstep in a wedding gown with no references, no skills, and no experience? No one is that desperate.

Another problem was the last thing I needed. Unfortunately, Cassandra Parker was mine. But the biggest problem of all? It wasn't the beautiful stranger sticking her nose in my operations. It wasn't the bulldozer she was driving over my way of life. And it definitely wasn't the fact that she was living in my house. My biggest problem? The engagement ring on her finger.

Brutal, formidably gorgeous, and head of a vicious Bratva organization. They call Gavan Tsarenko a king. I call him a tyrant. But now, the man with the gun-metal gray eyes and scarred past has come to conquer me. You see, I screwed up. I traded my good-girl status for a bad grad-school prank that went horribly wrong. And now, for six months, I'm Gavan's. My enemy. My monster. My dark fantasy.

Waverly Sinner has everything she never wanted. Parts she doesn’t want to play, dangerously manipulative parents, and a public life devoid of any kind of privacy. She hides the panic attacks and the pain behind a movie-star smile and plots her escape. Until the sinfully sexy Xavier shows up to slam the door shut on her own private prison. But someone has been watching her, worshiping her, for years, and he’s about to make his very public, very deadly move. Can Xavier stand between her and danger, or will his feelings for Waverly dull his instincts and endanger them both?

Cold, heartless, and as dangerous as he is beautiful, Deimos Drakos is both Greek mafia royalty and a chameleon hiding a true monster in plain sight. No one sees the villain behind those dark, lethally gorgeous eyes. No one but me. You see, I know his worst secrets. But he knows my darkest fantasies. And he'll use them to trap me. To toy with me. To own me.

I stole a kiss that wasn't mine to take. From a man cloaked in pain, scars, and mystery. Deadly and beautiful, twelve years my senior, a killer for the Irish Mafia... and my best friend's older brother. But if we're going to point fingers, I refuse to take the full blame. You see, I may have stolen the first kiss. But that's only because he stole my heart. Neither was ours for the taking. Both come with a no-return policy.

Ein altes Tagebuch, geschrieben von dem Tempel-Sucher des frühen 20ten Jahrhunderts, Magnus Sorenson, führt Kyra und Darra nach Thailand. Nachdem sie magische Hindernisse überwunden haben, finden Kyra und Darra noch eine Kobra Statue, die Kyra den Zweiten Schlüssel übermittelt.

My name is Julia McDowell. I’m not the pretty girl next door, I’m the boss at work who solves all your problems. I’m an awkward genius with the worst taste in boyfriends; the last one left me with a six-figure debt to prove it. So, when the most swoon-worthy man alive saves me from a psychotic tree, who am I to say no to a drink? He’s sweet yet powerful with a darkness I can’t place. I should be terrified of him, but I find myself drawn to him in ways I’ve never experienced. He says I’m his guiding light, that our hearts beat to the same melody.

The UNS Women's Lacrosse team doesn't have an official policy against inter-teammate relationships, but those words might as well be carved into stone tablets in the middle of the field. After witnessing way too much drama in the past, Captain Becca Moore is intent on keeping her players' love lives out of the locker room. Becca has no time or tolerance for any distractions from the game. Unfortunately, that's exactly what Hope Hastings has been since the day she showed up for tryouts: charismatically dorky and kissable distraction.

No wedding catastrophe can faze Katie Gallagher because when you plan for the worst, you deliver the best. The best wedding ever. Her company, Wedding Protectors, Inc., promises happily ever afters. Guaranteed. Whatever it takes. But always-prepared Katie? She's steering clear of her own HEA. Love is her job. Not her destiny. So when she falls for silver fox and self-made millionaire Patrick Cooper, she breaks a rule so taboo, it doesn't technically exist: Never fall for the bride's father.

When I uncovered my fiancé's dirty little secret, I fled, leaving him standing at the altar like a sad little penguin. As a desperate bride on the run, I'm forced to take the job no one in their right mind wants: assistant to the ego-inflated billionaire owner of a luxurious resort. Logan Blingwood—his name alone sends shivers down the spines of his employees. He's infuriatingly arrogant, and glaring at me is his new favorite pastime. But beneath his grumpy façade and rock-solid chest, there's a flicker of vulnerability and a (nearly indiscernible) thump of a beating heart.