Resultados para "Emma" en Sobrenatural

La Brigade Para a beau être petite, notre influence grandit. J'ai gagné le respect des vampires et des loups-garous de Londres et je crois que je sais enfin ce que je fais. Mais j'ignore encore ma véritable nature. Malheureusement, je n'ai pas trop le temps de me poser cette question, j'ai quelques petits soucis à gérer. Déjà, j'essaie d'éviter Lord Horvath, le beau chef vampire aux yeux noirs, qui semble déterminé à approfondir (beaucoup) notre relation. Il y a aussi Devereau Webb, le chef d'un petit gang, et son cadeau mystérieux qui ne m'inspire rien de bon.

I'm a protector of the ley lines, and I'm also the direct link to warlock magic. No wonder I'm amazingly amazing right now. Although, this amount of magic is making me shaky. Is any paranormal creature built to hold so much? Fighting the urge to use my magic every waking hour, I throw myself into the unfinished case of the Scottish mob coven and their poisoned drugs. My ignorance led me to believe I'd wrapped everything up with a bow. And yet, when our original culprit throws blame on the mob leader, we have to find evidence.

Since inheriting the link to the main source of warlock magic, the bounty on my head has quadrupled. If I don't find a way to disconnect from the powerful source, the warlocks will hunt me down. Banished to the city of Edinburgh for protection, I throw myself into a new case. Magic drugs are on the rise, and the agency is tasked in bringing down the coven responsible for pushing contaminated batches. But with a powerful witch mob leader protecting our culprit, we may run out of time. In an effort to prevent further deaths, I use my magic...and bring the warlocks back onto my trail.

The Hunted Witch Agency is hot on the heels of the leader of the witch slave trade. I'm determined to bring them down, even though they're closer to home than I realize. Gerard, the only male keeping me sane, is ready to put them down for good. Until I'm kidnapped. The witch who takes me has a personal vendetta. She can torture me all she likes, but she'll never make me give up my mission to end her enterprise. And her. I'm witch royalty, I'm a warlock disgrace. And now, I'm kidnapped. However, my magic is under control. For now. How long can I keep avoiding the inevitable?

If magic could kill, it would, or at least it would kill Devon Jinx. Half-warlock, half....well, it used to be half-witch, but I'm not so sure anymore. Ever since I defeated a powerful witch, my magic isn't what it used to be. And yet, I still hunt the ring leaders of the witch slave trade until a more unsavory plot appears. Gerard, my agent partner, works with me to unravel the mystery of the warlock and witch gatherings. Apparently, they want to do a lot more than party. They're prepared to create half-breeds, like me, to keep the warlock coven safe from the witches who threaten it.

My name's Devon Jinx, and, yes, I'm half warlock, half witch. But I couldn't care less about which kind of magic is better. All I want to do is keep my head down and get on with my new job as an investigator at the Hunted Witch Agency. A recent, shall we say, mistake has put me in place to inherit the leadership of the warlocks. Which means only one thing. I have a choice to make: leave behind my life of witchery to become a warlock, or lose my warlock magic forever. Complicating my choice is the fact that someone is trying to destroy the warlock coven.

This was supposed to be simple. Make a nice dinner for the Chemist, a ghoul with a penchant for stand-up and utterly obsessed with all things alchemical, and fulfill my promise. But it hasn't gone according to plan, and now corpses are littering the streets - although they're getting eaten pretty rapidly too. I'm not exactly in anyone's good graces either, as it's partly my fault, and my whole life is being turned upside down and inside out.

The phone rang, and like a fool I answered. Mistake number one. Then I agreed to do a job for the Hidden Council. Definitely mistake number two. Now I've lost count of my bad choices, same as I have the bodies, as they're piling up faster than a troll after free chalk. As I get to grips with this new magic I've been gifted, the city remains under a spell of violence, and it's down to yours truly to deal with it. But I'm a noob at this job, ill-prepared and with my own personal demons to fight.

Une sombre affaire de profanation de tombes atterrit entre les mains de l'inspectrice de police Emma Bellamy. Mais les apparences ne seraient-elles pas trompeuses ? Être la seule inspectrice de la Brigade du Paranormal à Londres n'est pas de tout repos. Je dois me frayer un chemin dans un monde qui regorge de créatures fabuleuses, des vampires aux loups-garous en passant par tout ce qu'il y a entre les deux.

Pressure builds within the occupied castle, driving wedges between all. The young lovers Elliott and Clara must reconcile their changes or push each other apart - forever. Driven by prophecies of the coming storm, Lorelei battles her curse. Nikki struggles against her insanity, and Kinsey must choose her loyalties. Salvation and danger come intertwined. Clara is given a chance to choose her own destiny - but she must face the cunning of the vampire lords alone, stripped of protections. It is time for the fledgling witch’s fate to be decided.

In der Silvesternacht verschwinden vor der Küste Cornwalls drei Männer spurlos von einem Leuchtturm. Die Tür ist von innen verschlossen. Der zum Abendessen gedeckte Tisch ist unberührt. Die Uhren sind stehengeblieben. Zurück bleiben drei Frauen, die auch zwei Jahrzehnte später von dem rätselhaften Geschehen verfolgt werden. Die Tragödie hätte Helen, Jenny und Michelle zusammenbringen sollen, hat sie aber auseinandergerissen. Als sie zum ersten Mal ihre Seite der Geschichte erzählen, kommt ein Leben voller Entbehrungen zutage - des monatelangen Getrenntseins, des Sehnens und Hoffens.

When scholarship student Iris Hale arrives at the elite Winter Hall, she expects cold stares, ancient traditions, and a brutal academic workload. She doesn’t expect whispers in the walls, students who vanish without a trace, or cryptic warnings etched into stone. As Iris digs deeper, she uncovers a chilling legacy: a secret society known as The Inheritors, an ancient Rite fueled by memory and blood, and a lineage that ties her to a girl who disappeared decades ago.

After a failed marriage, Kelly Winters moves to the strange Californian coastal town of Haven to join her younger brother, expecting nothing more than a quiet life, new beginnings, and perhaps a little love. Instead, she enters a world of magic and murder. Not only does she learn she's a witch and has a powerful destiny linked to her long-lost parents, but she soon discovers the quaint town is full of secrets, lies, and an underlying darkness.

Just as Kelly Winters starts to get a handle on juggling magic, life, and love in the mysterious coastal town of Haven, an invitation to an exclusive dinner party goes awry, and someone turns up dead. It's now up to Kelly to weave her magic and crack the case before an innocent guest is arrested. Only one problem: Logan and her are listed as suspects. It also doesn't help that someone is trying to sabotage her efforts; Detective Hazel Roberts has Kelly in the crosshair, and the ultra-hot River Hudson is playing games with her heart.

David Harris has been haunted by relentless nightmares since childhood. No psychiatrist or specialist has been able to help. But when he meets Emma Jackson, an alluring young psychic, she leads him to a hypnotherapist who unlocks something far more terrifying than he ever imagined. Under hypnosis, David relives the chilling memories of his past life—one that ended in murder. His killer is still alive. And he may be hunting again.

It's 1979, the Winter of Discontent, and Elizabeth Daton is a gun for hire whose career is brought to a shuddering halt when a job leaves a young girl hospitalized.

Sloan Reynolds is not your typical attorney. When it comes to the paranormal, a different kind of justice is needed. A different kind of hero. When Sloan encounters a young boy in need of protection from his deadly supernatural stepdad, things appear almost suspiciously straightforward at first. Investigate. Gather evidence. Interview witnesses. However, there is one thing Sloan has come to expect with these types of cases.

In the moody countryside on the edge of Wales, a rambling 12th-century house is thought to be haunted. Although its new owners don't believe in ghosts, they do believe in spiritual darkness and the need for exorcism. But their approach to Merrily is oblique and guarded. No one can be told – least of all, the new bishop. Merrily's discovery of the house's links with the medieval legend of a man who resisted mortality threatens to expose the hidden history of a more modern cult and its trail of insidious abuse – a trail that may not be closed.

A new husband and a new house. Just as well, because Zoe doesn't like old. Back in the 1960s, this house was built to look ultra-modern, with lots of glass and sharp angles. And it was going cheap, perhaps because of the self-inflicted death of a previous owner – notoriously bloody and prolonged.

It began with the whispers. In the woods, in the park, and always at night. Then they came into town, down dark alleys, and in the shadows. Before long, the black-eyed children were moving closer, until finally there was a knock on the door. When the couple were found dead with their faces frozen in horror, the children were nowhere to be seen. Until it happened again. Join Detective Sarah Noble as she investigates another dark case in the town of Slayton.