Resultados para "Dahlia" en Acción y aventura

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 determining who was sucking the magic out of people like goddamn juice boxes.

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 dual purpose for killing them, and it isn't just because he's a sadistic monster. No. It is far worse than that. And if all of this wasn't enough to deal with… I had eight men in my life. Yes. Eight.

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.

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 neat. Calm, cool, and collected. The problem? It wasn't real. I wasn't like the other witches in my father's coven. I had a chaotic storm growing inside of me, and the moment these mages stepped into the picture, it began to escape. The perfect image of my life was shattered.

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.

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.