Resultados para "Dahlia" en Acción y aventura

The end has come. The stars cry out in warning as the world eaters approach, and tensions rise as chaos reigns across every realm. Ancient primordial gods drain magic from weaker beings, and war knocks on the door of every kingdom. But no one could have predicted the key to ending it all… me. I realize now that I was never meant to be an ordinary, simple witch. Forged by prophecy and a heritage crafted by the gods, I was born to face the end—the point of no return. Now, as cosmic forces threaten to rip our world apart, we stand at the heart of it.

She owes me an heir. As the Don of the Bellini Mafia, the only way to secure my family's bloodline for the next generation is by having a son. Which is easier said than done when your wife runs away in the middle of the night, early on in your marriage. After years of searching, I finally get a...

I thought the worst of Manhattan’s hidden world was behind me—until I stumbled on something that was a little too familiar. It carries a signature I recognized from the night my magic first awakened. It’s tearing into Zilra’s defense team, sabotaging trials, and building a case that makes me look like the one committing all these magical crimes. If it succeeds, Tessa—my key witness and the girl I dragged out of hell—gets buried right alongside the truth. Sarah Kim and SENSE want everything handled “by procedure.” But procedure isn’t something my enemies care about.

Ex-cop. Graduate of the Magic Academy. Mage. I used to carry a badge for the NYPD. Now I carry wards stitched into my coat and a pistol loaded with rounds nobody admits exist. My old partner calls me to the High Line for a triple homicide. Three bodies. Chests crushed. Claw marks cut too deep to blame on a pit bull. Magic residue clings to the concrete. Somebody wanted the city to notice. The moment I say yes, Manhattan’s hidden world starts circling.

Stay away from mages. It was a singular phrase my father had ingrained in me from the time of my birth. Sorry, Dad. I have a feeling that is going to be a problem. You have to understand… my life has been bland at best. Everything in my life, every single day, has been scripted, organized, and...

After the Last War destroyed most of the world, survivors form a new society in four self-sustaining cities in the Mojave Desert. Everything is carefully planned and controlled: the seasons, the weather - and the residents. To prevent mankind from destroying each other again, its citizens undergo a memory wipe every four years in a process called tabula rasa, a blank slate, to remove learned prejudices. With each new cycle, they begin again with new names, jobs, homes, and lives. No memories. No attachments. No wars.

When calamity destroyed most of humanity, the Four Cities survived by carefully predicting and meticulously controlling everything in the survivors’ lives—even love. As part of this new normal, every four years the citizens face down Tabula Rasa, a process that wipes away their memories of each other.

My family owes the Bellinis a debt. And I've come to learn quickly that their family motto is: "Debts must always be paid." In this case, that means a life for a life. My life, to be exact. I'm being served up on a silver platter, forced to marry a mafia man, sight unseen, shackled to the...

Debts must always be paid. The task was simple: fill in for my best friend as the lifeguard at a private birthday party. But the next thing I know, I'm pulling a little girl out of the pool and resuscitating her. That's when I learned a key detail my best friend failed to mention. The party was...

Descendant of Chaos. Daughter of Magic. Two titles that I had been called time and time again, but neither of them truly fit. As I had found in the God realm, I was so much more than that—an anomaly. And because of who I was and how I came to be, I was now part of a prophecy—one with...

Chaos. Magic. Love. Three elements to my life that have brought me to this point - traveling to the God realm. I know we can handle whatever the fates decide to toss our way. Yet between visiting Queen Titania's court and learning far more about my demi-gods' past than I could have expected... I...

Did we need to hold a Halloween party? No, of course not. Was I going to anyway? You better freakin' believe it. I didn't even feel bad! We needed a break! Even if it was for a day, a healthy work-life balance was essential… even if it was holding a bloody Halloween party and the work was...

The Killing Fields of Nebraska have become an apocalyptic legend in the long years since nuclear war devastated the world. Only those who have no other option will cross the endless state of corn and brave the monsters that roam in search of prey. It is a place of magic and curiosity, of walking dead and ghostly apparitions. Once inside that untamed nightmare, anything can happen.

Es ist kein Märchen. Aber es könnte eines werden. Jedenfalls, sofern der Präsident des MC Sons of Ragnarök das Sagen hat. Wie das Licht einer Straßenlaterne einen Nachtfalter, so zieht mich die zarte Gestalt auf dem dunklen, menschenleeren Supermarktparkplatz an. Doch im Gegensatz zur Motte weiß ich ganz genau, dass es mein Verderben sein wird, wenn ich diesem Bedürfnis nachgebe. Kann mich das zurückhalten? Gottverdammt! Natürlich nicht. Ohne Rücklagen ein Kosmetikstudio eröffnen? Mit Mitte zwanzig sollte das prinzipiell kein Problem darstellen.

My father is a serial killer. No big deal. I promise. Me? Upset? No. Never. In fact, it would be really easy to pretend that the man never existed in the first place… if it wasn't for the bodies. What bodies? Only about 200 of them. Like I said. No big deal. What is even worse? He has had a...

Veronica Mars meets the World of Warcraft in The Astonishing Mistakes of Dahlia Moss, a mystery romp with a most unexpected heroine. You'd think that after I took a bullet in my arm following my last case, that I'd be timid about going in guns blazing a second time. But you'd be wrong. I faced...

Veronica Mars meets the World of Warcraft in The Unfortunate Decisions of Dahlia Moss, a mystery romp with a most unexpected heroine. If it were up to me this book would be called Hilarious Things That Happened That Were Not At All Dahlia's Fault -- or HTTHTWNAADF, for short. OK, I probably...

In a world that promises you the best of yesterday, today, and tomorrow, things are not quite exactly as they seem. Eager to finally be working his dream job at his dream company, Ryder soon discovers that this is much more than just your average theme park.