Resultados para "Air" en Paranormal

Azure has resigned herself - just like many of the infertile dragon females - to being single forever. She's okay with that. Her feelings change when she comes into heat for the first time. Why now? Why her? Instantly, every unmated male in her tribe comes sniffing. They all want her. They want to mate her and to get her with child. All. Of. Them. Anger infuses every last cell of her body. An anger she never knew she felt. Snubbed for years and now they want her. Now they see her. They can all go straight to hell! Her king has other plans. The tribe needs offspring. 

You'd think being the princess of all shifters would come with benefits and glamour and freedom—it doesn't. It comes with isolation, constant fear, and a fabric over my head the whole damn time. Nobody will believe me or lift a finger to help me figure out why I'm stuck in this loop, not even my father, the dragon king. If I dare to even mention it to him, I end up with a bloody lip. Yeah, he's a very hard man to talk to. That's why I have no other choice but to switch places with my maid and run away.

Ishmael Jones and his partner Penny are attending the re-opening of Tyrone’s Castle, an ancient Cornish inn originally built by smugglers. Over dinner that night, the guests entertain one another with ghost stories inspired by local legends and superstitions. But it would appear that the curse of Tyrone’s Castle has struck for real when one of their number disappears into thin air. And then another....

Ishmael Jones and his partner Penny are attending the re-opening of Tyrone’s Castle, an ancient Cornish inn originally built by smugglers. Over dinner that night, the guests entertain one another with ghost stories inspired by local legends and superstitions. But it would appear that the curse of Tyrone’s Castle has struck for real when one of their number disappears into thin air. And then another....

The only human student at Mather's School of Magick, Phineas Smith has a target on his back. Born with the rare ability to tap into unlimited magick, he finds both Faerie Courts want his allegiance - and will do anything to get it. They don't realize he can't levitate a feather, much less defend the Faerie Realm as it slips into civil war. Unseelie Prince Roark Lyne, Phineas's roommate - and self-proclaimed arch-nemesis - is beautiful and brave and a pain in the ass.

War is coming! The dragons must prepare, so they call in the services of a security company that sends in one of their salespeople. This is a huge opportunity for Amy. It is a sure-fire way to prove her worth to her company. Her only directive is to get the client to sign on the bottom line, or she’s potentially out of a job. Good thing she’s up for the challenge.

Avalanche finds himself in the deep, dark recesses of the Earth. It's nothing like he ever imagined it would be. All he needs to do is to survive long enough to win the prize.

Riley and her best friend, Ashlyn, decide to go out for a night on the town. Slightly buzzed and grinning from ear to ear, they leave the club to wait for their ride home. From there, it's all a big blur. One thing Riley knows for sure is that it definitely goes pear-shaped and fast. One minute they're on the sidewalk joking around, and the next...they're in the air. As in grabbed from above by God knows what. The creatures are huge, silent, and fast. Oh, and they can fly. Fly!

It's been years since he last saw her. Since he inhaled her scent. Since he held her in his arms. Cyclone made some terrible mistakes. Mistakes that cost him the love of his life. He's lived with regret ever since. Now she's back. Not only that, she's on dragon soil and will be staying for the foreseeable future. Cyclone has a real chance to fix things. To win her back. Only, she wants nothing to do with him. Good thing he's persistent and loves the hunt. 

Typhoon doesn't have a mate. It's not for lack of trying, he just hasn't found the right person yet. The problem he faces is that he is desperate to have a baby. It's all he can think about. He's willing to do just about anything to make it happen. Natalie has always dreamt of going to college, of making something of her life before it's too late. The problem is that she's seriously cash-strapped. Her folks died four years ago, leaving her with debt and a little sister to raise. They're barely keeping their heads above water as it is.

Being an Elemental is in Logan's blood. Hers is the gift of Air, a vast power she's still struggling to control. Then a Were named Connell hunts her down. His wolf is missing, and he blames her. A den of werewolves is the last place Logan wants to be. The testosterone alone is enough to make her choke. But she has a mystery to solve. She will find out who is stealing wolves even if kills her. Unfortunately, that's exactly what the enemy has planned.

Hiding in the shadows works for Aella and her dragon for a while, but dragons grow. With the world still in the dark about the existence of anything mythical, Aella must try and keep out of sight. But she's living in one of the busiest cities in the world. Is LA really the best place for a dragon and an elf? There's also a price to staying out of sight when the rest of the world can do as they please. Can Aella and Zephyr truly ignore other mythical creatures and the agents who hunt them?

The last time the Elementals were defeated in a Challenge, the result was World War II - a price humans paid in rivers of blood. Griffin is determined not to let that happen again. He doesn’t need a minor goddess getting in his way - no matter how much the redhead tempts him. Clea intends to invoke a debt of honor to gain Griffin’s protection, but she has an ulterior motive: to get within striking distance of Griffin’s opponent, who she is certain killed her brother. She never expected to feel a spark with Griffin, disturbingly seductive as he is.

Vadoma should have learned the joy of freeing her Vântoase air talent at her mother’s knee. Instead, tragedy landed her in a virtual prison, controlled by her overbearing Aunt Bizzy...until the woman abruptly hauls her off to France—and Vadoma realizes this is no impromptu vacation. Bizzy has broken with the Vântoase tradition to take a side in the upcoming Challenge between Elemental and Demonos. Worse, she’s offering up Vadoma as a pawn to help the Demonos win...in whatever way the Yalungur—a massive eagle shifter—wishes to use her.

After preventing Mother Earth from destroying the planet, Joanne Baldwin lost her memories, thanks to Ashan the djinn. And they will remain lost forever unless Joanne can recover her identity and destroy the demon who is impersonating her - fabulous shoes and all.

Vincent slipped between worlds once again, saving us all in the process. He's a Walker, it's what he does. Sure, he tried to kill me once, but that was in the past. The last thing I wanted was for him to go away, especially since our rocky past has authorities questioning his disappearance. A string of thefts is the perfect excuse to go to the city. Dodging the office is a little easier while helping MyTH on a case, but if Vincent doesn't surface soon, I don't need Gran to predict that my future contains bars.

Working with my arm in a sling isn’t easy, but if it keeps the military from having access to the team, I’m all for it. Besides, the body count is rising, and magic is in the air - there’s a lot of work to go around. Being injured isn’t the only hardship. My partners aren’t inclined to ask me to read, even to help with a case. Not that I blame them. The last time I read the path, I died. The time before that, I killed someone. Now, I can’t even seem to reach the path. With the damaged I caused, it’s for the best.

We’re on bigfoot’s trail, trying to catch up to him before a hunter does. Rider is distant, Vincent is uneasy, and Ethan is way too excited about meeting a bigfoot. When we find traces of the stalker, the scent Rider is tracking and what I see in the path don't line up. Something strange is happening in the mountains. Are we tracking a hunter, or something else altogether different?

Getting suspended and taking away my gun is one thing, bugging my house is another. AIR has gone too far. Putting the team on administrative leave is a smart move. I'm holding onto a lot of rage, so if I return to the office I’d end up fired within the hour. Besides, with Boone missing, we need to focus on finding him. Using what little information we gathered, Neil works his magic and sends us to Utah for our search.

It’s one thing to have bad dreams, it’s another to hunt them. Boone needed backup, so the team is going into a steaming rain forest. Searching out the lost in remote places was par for the course, but the lurking monster and forbidding terrain were not the only complications we faced.