Resultados para "Be You!" en Fantasía

Becoming a widow on my fortieth birthday was not what I had planned. Even worse? It's forced me and my teenage daughter back to Whispering Willows and the life of magic I left behind. I tell myself it'll be a short trip to sell my mother's shop of wishes. Until I kind of, sort of bind myself to the shop. With bills piling up fast, I gotta do something I swore I never would: open shop and start granting wishes, just until I can figure out how to undo this pesky binding spell.

Threadbare has not had a very good time of it recently. His little girl has been taken from him, and he must travel the kingdom, finding allies old and new, living and dead, to help him rescue Celia. Fortunately, he's got a voice now and access to all those fun skills he couldn't before use. He may only be a very small teddy bear, but he's got the persistence to plow through dungeons of rascally raccoon monsters, the wiles to turn a town full of undead on its ear, and the sanity to survive an encounter with a mediocre old one.

Saffron Sawyer's world is spinning out of control in more ways than one. Her newly acquired pooch, Pumpkin, hates her guts and it's highly possible that the trolls are reneging on their promise of temporary peace. Saffron is also on her way to setting the world record for the number of magical wands lost in one month while the continued proximity of Jasper, the emerald-eyed Devil's Advocate, is turning her into a near-helpless lust puddle.

Amid the dizzying rides, tantalizing games of chance, and fanciful attractions of a state fair, two teenage sweethearts on the cusp of life and love's pleasures find their way to a shadowy carnival tent brimming with curiosities. There, from the bizarre and enthralling Gypsy Mummy, a mechanized merchant of dreams and prognosticator of tomorrows, the young couple learns what fate promises for them. But fate, for Odd Thomas and Stormy Llewellyn, is something altogether different: full of dark corners, sharp edges, and things no seer or soothsayer could ever anticipate.

Dyson is a Torso Farmer...and he's going to find out there are worse ways to live and die in Valhalla. Retro is a Spaceman...and he's going to have to choose between retirement and evolution. Stacey talks to dead people... and now she really, really needs them to talk back. Ten tales of horror, sadness and hilarity, as science fiction rubs shoulders with both the magical and the mundane.

Ren has never held an iPhone, googled the answer to a question, or followed a crush on social media. What she has done: read a book or two, or three (okay, hundreds). Taught herself to paint. Built a working wind-power system from scratch. But for all the books she’s read, Ren has never found one that’s taught a woman raised on a homestead and off the grid for most of her 22 years how to live in the real world. So when she finally achieves her lifelong dream of attending Corona College, it feels like her life is finally beginning.

Ethan Simmons wakes on a Saturday morning to an overcast sky, and a hangover. He has slept in his clothes and cannot recall the events of the night before. This isn’t the first time his partying lifestyle has caused him memory troubles; however, it is the first time those issues have placed a deep-seated fear in his heart. As he takes in the neighborhood from his front porch, Ethan realizes the drinking from the night before isn’t the only thing that has escaped his memory.

Flos Ventrine, princess of Solijax, is to be wed to the vile king Jonan of Nelktern. On the eve of the wedding, Flos escapes, running into the forest, only to be met with things she has only read in books. Will the mysterious beings help her escape, or will Jonan get her back?

Чтобы жизнь медом не казалась, я на свою голову заключаю договор с демоном. За определенную плату он обещает помочь мне очаровать профессора Моргана, в которого я, как кошка, влюблена с первого курса академии. Вот только советы демона странные и вредительские. Следуя им, я попадаю из одной курьезной ситуации в другую, и вот уже несчастный профессор шарахается от меня, как от сумасшедшей.

The depth of our relationship with God is not dependent on his pursuit of us, but on our pursuit of him and our willingness to be obedient to his Word...

I was dead for 13 minutes. I don't remember how I ended up in the icy water but I do know this - it wasn't an accident and I wasn't suicidal. They say you should keep your friends close and your enemies closer, but when you're a teenage girl, it's hard to tell them apart. My friends love me, I'm...