Resultados para "Art" en Paranormal

I almost hooked up with a werewolf… but before we got to third base, he dragged me off to jail. Apparently, he's the leader of the pack in town. The fact that I’m an illegal blood wolf—a vampire/werewolf hybrid—doesn’t help my case. And he didn't appreciate me accidentally biting him when we were kissing, either. Luckily, or unluckily, he seems to think I'm his true mate, which means he won't let anyone hurt me. But he also won't let me go. Between his possessiveness, my need to be near him, and the vampire clan hunting me, one thing's becoming clear:

He wants a mate bond. I don't. He's even more stubborn than I am, though. So, I agree to move in with him, for the sake of putting more emotional distance between us. But the plan backfires. And it makes me like him more.

Being a vampire isn't as glamorous as it sounds.... Jack Fleming, Anerican journalist, was bitten by the wrong girl - and Jack joined the living dead. Eccentric detective Charles Escott helps Jack solve any strange cases that happen along...and now Jack and Charles investigate the case of the talented young artist whose life is suddenly cut short.

I accidentally slept with my fated mate… and now, he wants to make it permanent. It doesn't help that I may or may not be growing his baby as we speak.

Death deals no mercy to one man who rises in a SoHo alleyway to find his lover dead and his own body ghastly transformed. Straining to overcome his murderous instincts through Zen meditation and blood deprivation, he is reclaimed by The Ministry, an underground society waging war against the undead. Time and time again his will to resist is tested by the killers who demand his allegiance and the Zen masters who will burn him down at his first missed step. He strives to walk a tightrope between the living and the dead...to master himself, his hunger, and the way of the wooden stake.

Every Polaroid tells a lie. And every lie demands blood. Rain falls. Hymns echo. A killer arranges bodies like artwork and leaves Polaroids behind—ritualistic, intimate, and taunting. No fingerprints. No witnesses. Only a whistle in the dark and a message no one can decipher. Then Tobias Reddick steps into the case.

For neophyte werewolf Hanna Harvey, life is a wedge of triple crème room-temperature brie. Sure, there's a crew of Furries aggressively adoring her right there in the bakery aisle and not everyone is excited about the abrupt change of command within the shifter kingdom, but what's the occasional run-in with a cat-suit wearing lady assassin when you have a pygmy goat coffee butler—with a sweater vest!

Alternate France, 1871. Art historian Veronica Devine dreams of putting her husband's betrayal behind her. So she's grateful for the somewhat distracting mission to transport a valuable collection from a French chateau across the Atlantic. But before her voyage even begins, she's attacked by thieves and saved by a mysterious stranger. Luc, the Marquis de Monceau's, fate is bound to an enchanted ancestral painting. So when the beautiful woman he saves insists she has permission to remove his portraits, he has no choice but to escort her aboard a luxury airship.

Destiny isn’t in trouble because she comes from a long line of women with psychic powers. She isn’t even in trouble for discovering the true magic that had been dormant for centuries. Her trouble comes because there are other people descended from the old clans that felt the shift in the ether when she rediscovered the old magic, and they would rather kill her than let a sixteen-year-old in the bayou have what they covet most.