Resultados para "Exiled" en Urbana

The world changed the day the rifts happened. Trolls, elves, and other races from fantasy and myth emerged into a modern world, bringing magic with them. The world governments worked to segregate these new arrivals into refugee camps, which eventually became the nation of De’Vas. A nation of paranormals.

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.

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.

Ironique destin que d'être née morphe... sans forme animale. Source de honte pour sa famille, Kayla Marchal, petite fille de l'alpha, est également considérée comme le maillon faible de la meute de la Vallée Noire. Aussi en est-elle chassée, elle qui n'a jamais mis un pied hors du territoire. Alors qu'elle commence à goûter à la liberté et à s'intégrer au sein d'un autre clan, les vrais problèmes commencent.

The nightmares won’t stop. I can’t sleep at all. My enemies have planted my worst fears in my head to exhaust me of my magic. If I don’t uncover the final element I need soon, they just might succeed.

Maurice used his Fae magic to help the downtrodden and abused. But when he went too far, the Powers-That-Be decided he needed to learn humility, self-restraint, and mercy. They took away most of his magic, shrunk him down to five inches, and slapped wings on his back that no self-respecting Fae would be caught dead in. Then they exiled him to the Human realms, to work out his sentence helping Humans.

"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”.