Resultados para "Adam" en Acción y aventura

As the novel opens, Lestat, having risen from the earth after a fifty-five years' sleep, and infatuated with the modern world, presents himself in all his vampire brilliance as a rock star, a superstar, a seducer of millions. And, in this blaze of adulation, daring to break the vampire oath of silence, he determines to tell his story, to rouse the generations of the living dead from their slumbers and to penetrate the riddle of his own existence.

Cuando pienso en Adam Walker, pienso en estas tres cosas: caliente, estúpido y peligroso. Digo caliente porque no se puede negar lo totalmente atractivo que es: cabello negro, ojos verdes y, como en toda historia que incluye a un chico malo, tatuajes que cubren varias zonas de su cuerpo. Es...

The rock star known as Vampire Lestat, worshipped by millions of spellbound fans, prepares for a concert in San Francisco. Among the audience—pilgrims in a blind swoon of adoration—are hundreds of vampires, creatures who see Lestat as a "greedy fiend risking the secret prosperity of all his kind just to be loved and seen by mortals," fiends themselves who hate Lestat's power and who are determined to destroy him . . .

Monster hunters for hire, fueled by Waffle House and each other, they're used to low-level threats and manageable chaos. Their mysterious benefactor Anastasia had other plans. Libusen has a problem: people are vanishing without a trace, leaving nothing behind but the sound of gnawing teeth. The locals have protection—or they did. Moira Orchard is a Canadian tattoo artist with no visible ink and a guilty conscience.

Adam Binder’s life has never been better. Sure, he has no money, no car, no home to call his own, and he’s worried about creating a future with his boyfriend Vic, but he’s closer to his family than ever before. He’s also Page to the Elven Court of Swords, and that appointment is not without its perks—like the invisible sword strapped to his back.

In a world where runes hold unimaginable power, mere mortal and gifted artisan Nate must harness arcane magic to navigate treacherous paths, reveal the hidden truths of his own past, and discover the workings of the illusive ‘System’. No big deal. Emboldened by only his penknife and a weirdly profound understanding of runic sorcery, Nate must uncover if the path he has been thrust upon may spare his earthly existence. After all, why only leave your mark on one world… when you might leave it on two?

Each of us O’Sheas had a place in our family dynamic. I was the one who made sure our family stayed safe. The quiet O’Shea. The protective one. The one who did the dirty jobs. A woman and family were the farthest things from my mind. It wasn’t a dream I’d ever thought to have or even felt like I deserved. Until they landed on my doorstep. One look at them and I knew that I’d go back to the darkness I’d lived in to ensure they were safe.

The Pulse—a catastrophic solar event—collapsed modern civilization and plunged Earth into darkness. In the aftermath, the Velt arrived. Ruthless, technologically superior, and utterly relentless, the alien invaders have nearly exterminated the human race. Now, only a few thousand soldiers remain. A fractured global military alliance is all that stands between Earth and extinction.

Returning to Guthrie, Oklahoma, for the funeral of his mysterious and beloved aunt, Sue, Adam Binder once again finds himself in the path of deadly magic when a dark druid begins to prey on members of Adam’s family. It all seems linked to the death of Adam’s father many years ago - a man who may have somehow survived as a warlock. Watched by the police, separated from the man who may be the love of his life, compelled to seek the truth about his connection to the druid, Adam learns more about his family and its troubled history than he ever bargained for.

Ravenna is free. The army outside the settlement isn't going anywhere. And Fate's Dungeon just opened a door neither of them planned to walk through. Gabriel barely has time to celebrate freeing the competitive, arrogant, increasingly-hard-to-ignore winged high priestess before the Fae Islands remind him that victory is just the setup for the next problem. A small army is camped at his doorstep. And somewhere between the threat outside and the settlement that needs defending, Fate intervenes—pulling Gabriel and Ravenna into a dungeon neither of them chose. Inside: sidequests. Lions. Hucows.

Aenon abandoned humanity long before the world ended. Deep in the wilderness he survives by patience, discipline, and the certainty that weakness carries a price. While others cling to fragile comforts, Aenon has already learned to endure a world that gives nothing for free. Then the System...

Deep in the elbow skin of the Fae Wilds, far from the teeming fortress of the Goblin King and the glittering palace of the King and Queen of the Elves, there lies a forgotten hideaway of crumbling single-wides and rusty Airstreams. A lonely clan of beautiful women, clad in tube tops, overall shorts, and tacky Asian-print house-dresses, yearn for a man who can unstop their sewer lines and get the internet working again. Torn from his mundane life on Earth, Colton Winchester could be that man.

Underneath the world we know is one filled with monsters and mayhem. And the only thing standing between it and us is Nick. Recruited by a mysterious woman in latex, he has one job: Keep the supernatural in check.Aided by a sentient breast implant sidekick (she's a silicone slime!) and driving a Hellcat, he’s going to find himself faced with threats way above his league. Fortunately for him, his knack for recruiting gorgeous Chosen One-types may be just the thing he needs to stay alive.

After rescuing a mysterious stranger, Gabriel is given a magical gift. Granted the ability to recreate anything he’s crafted with his own two hands: he has an impossible task. With Tablet in hand, he must restore the Fae Islands to their former glory.

The Zombie War came unthinkably close to eradicating humanity. Max Brooks, driven by the urgency of preserving the acid-etched firsthand experiences of the survivors from those apocalyptic years, traveled across the United States of America and throughout the world, from decimated cities that once teemed with upwards of thirty million souls to the most remote and inhospitable areas of the planet. He recorded the testimony of men, women, and sometimes children who came face-to-face with the living - or at least the undead - hell of that dreadful time.

When a mysterious event leaves nearly every human being on the planet frozen and unaware, a desperate few will do whatever it takes to prevent the AI from controlling the fate of humanity. In New York, one of DELIO’s creators joins forces with a washed-up suicidal detective and a young film maker with a dark past, while in London convicted drug dealer Alfie is saved by an abused young woman trafficked into London – together, only they can stop DELIO. But can they do it before it’s too late?

Guaranteed a supernaturally safe stay! (Definitely no murders.) A scandalous ex-porn star demon and a morally shady, billionaire vampire walk into a bar… But this is no joke. It's opening day at the SOS Hotel and that lust demon? He's my business partner. I know. What was I thinking? The sexy...

Matteo lives on the back of a giant turtle, one of several kaiju that roam the land. It's the only place safe from the hordes of monsters roaming the forest below. Everything from goblins to grasshoppers make living on the ground deadly. Matteo's new job is to kill those monsters in the giant turtle’s path, pest control for their home kaiju. He just has to survive the training. Unfortunately for him, the other recruits hate him, the mortality rate for recruits is sky high, and every outing involves fighting monsters that can easily kill him.

Magic is real, and Reggie Hickson just got invited to be a wizard school summer camp transfer. Reggie was a self-made businessman who'd pulled himself and his oddball dad out of poverty through sheer determination and the glory of YouTube tutorials. Pretty impressive, honestly. That was until a three-inch tall sprite emerged from his coffee mug and told him he was a wizard. Scratch that—a warlock. Apparently there's a difference, and that difference involves stuff we probably shouldn't go into in this good Christian blurb.

Being a grumpy ex-soldier means I like being alone. What better place for solitude, far from home and bad memories, than a remote chalet in Italy? Peace and quiet, just what I need to write my next book. You know what they say about best laid plans, right? Somehow I end sheltering a single mom on the run with her kid—and a talking lizard.