Resultados para "Exile" en Paranormal y urbana

What's it going to take for Maggie to get a moment alone with her thoughts? Usually, when you squabble with a sibling, they aren't stuck inside your head. But that's how things are for Maggie and Matt, and it's becoming unbearable. Not that they have time to focus on a solution. Maggie has shifter packs from all over the world hunting her, and she can't stay on the run forever.

There was no reason for Crown Princess Anastasia of Rockfall to worry about her future, not when she was the only heir to a small yet important kingdom within the Allied Lands. There was no reason, either, for her to learn magic, or the growing arts of science and magitech, or indeed anything else… until she was kidnapped by a sorceress who stole her face, cursed her so she could never reveal her real name and dumped her on the far side of the Allied Lands, all the while intending to impersonate Anastasia long enough to murder her parents, be crowned Queen and instigate a reign of terror.

Alpha's word is law. That is what Malcom had always believed and followed. Until the day his alpha decided to not only take everything from him, his love, and his pack, but also to exile him and declare him enemy of their people. Hunted down liked a rabid animal to be taken care of, he tries to do the best he can; he refuses to let his former alpha turn him into a killer of his own kind. While trying to stay ahead of yet another hunting party, Malcom calls in an old debt from the unlikeliest of allies. Vincent has lost all sense of reality. He only lives now to exact revenge.

Phoebe Meadows is on trial for her life. After freeing her half-brother, Baldur, Phoebe is set to stand before the Council in Asgard to answer for her actions. The threat of exile if she's found guilty looms, not to mention the added stress of meeting her real father for the first time. Upon entering Asgard, Phoebe discovers new allies in a half-brother she's never met as well as an oracle who is in possession of valuable information.

I was exiled by my pack over ten years ago. Why? Because I’m different and different is apparently bad. They are dead to me. I’m better off without them. I know the feeling is mutual. I built a cabin in the woods, away from humans…away from everyone and everything. Some might say I’m a hermit, but I like it just fine. The whole world can go to hell for all I care. I’ve carved out a place where I can just be. I’m at peace. That’s when she blunders onto my land.

Aidan owes his life to the Stormfire Werewolf Pack. Despite a lifetime of being treated like a second-class member, he still values pack above all else. Life isn't easy, but he makes do. Until one wrong decision lands him in the one place he never thought he'd be—Exile.

Tout juste de retour au camp des Myrmes, Cassiopée affronte une première déconvenue : Gabriel est en mission espionnage et les deux amoureux sont brutalement séparés. Arrive alors Leo, un jeune homme mal en point qui ne tarde pas à révéler sa véritable identité. Ancien Myrme devenu Narque, il a un message à lui transmettre de la part de Manassé : Cassiopée est en danger au sein de son propre clan. Le mal serait-il vraiment du côté des Narques ? Gabriel est bientôt porté disparu. Tout porte à croire qu'il est mort, mais Cassiopée, convaincue du contraire, décide de suivre son intuition.

I’ve been on the run from wolf shifters since the day I was found as the sole survivor of a pack massacre. It would figure that days after my 21st birthday I would be dragged to the one place I don’t want to be. The one place I shouldn’t be if I want to live more than a few days: the High Alpha’s Estate. Every five years, the horny old bastard holds a feast where any wolf who has come of age is to shift for the first time. I was supposed to be hiding from the High Alpha, but now he seems to be everywhere, and it sure as hell looks like he’s got something planned for me.

Haven’t I been through enough? I think if I was alone and dealing with things like crazy shifter bitches and ancient magical destinies, all while trying to attend my classes, I would have a mental breakdown. Wait, I’ve already had several. Now, in my final semester at Bloodwood Academy, I’m hoping I can finally breathe, maybe take a long vacation where I can get to know my guys a little more intimately, if you catch my drift…granted, that probably can’t happen, seeing as we ended the previous semester in some hot shit.

"L'histoire de cette saga s'étale sur de nombreuses années... Pour un natif, tout commence à l'âge de son éveil..." Gabrielle est une lycéenne de 18 ans, dont une sale rumeur, lancée par son ex, a détruit toute vie sociale. Seule son amie, Olivia, reste fidèle à ses côtés, lorsque deux frères, aussi mystérieux qu'ensorcelants, débarquent au lycée. Gaby découvre alors l'existence des natifs, une élite d'êtres doués d'étonnants pouvoirs dont elle semble faire partie.

There I was with my bare ‘derrière’ waggling behind a dumpster, and in walks Mr. 1950s with his expensive suit, smooth voice, and long hair that I could just see myself tangling my fingers in. Mr. 1950s was just the start, and now I’m stuck in a palpitating version of “It’s Raining Sexy Dragons”.