Resultados para "Ivy" en Ocultismo

Jack Harker and Ivy Morgan are happy. Actually, they're more than happy. They're also content. Nothing can get in their way. That all changes when a disheveled teenager shows up at Shadow Lake's weekly dance. The girl is dirty, disoriented, and traumatized. That means Jack and Ivy are on the case, and the truth of one girl's horror may bring the entire Shadow Lake community to its knees.

Rose’s life was shattered when her partner, Sebastian, died under mysterious circumstances—before she even knew she was pregnant. Now, as she navigates her grief and prepares for motherhood alone, she’s forced to confront a web of lies, betrayal, and buried secrets. When an unexpected and intense connection forms between Rose and the brooding, protective Jasper, she is drawn into a world where the lines between the living and the dead blur. But Rose is not the only one haunted by the past. The ghost of Sebastian continues to reach out, with messages of forgiveness and danger.

Sinners and saints must be equally vigilant… Rumor has it the all-female metal band Suck-U-Bus made a pact with a sex demon in exchange for fame. But that’s probably just clever marketing, right? Lisa thought so—until her brother scored a backstage pass. After the show, a strange woman warns them that the band’s succubus has marked Danny for more than just pleasure.

My name is Medley Bell, and if you had told me this time last week that I was demon, then I’d have said you were nuttier than a squirrel turd. Of course, that was before I started seeing the strangest things. I’ve always been a little off, but it took stumbling into a backwater bar to understand how different I really am. So when two drool-worthy guys stop by to tell me that I’m Hell spawn just like them, I’m more relieved than shocked. I mean, it sure does explain a lot.

Go into Hell, the hot demons said. It’ll be no big deal, they said. I was only supposed to walk through a Hellish Ring or two so we could find out my demonic origin. Easy peasy, Right? Wrong. Now I’m alone, locked up in some freak’s dungeon, and mourning the loss of my demons. Could they have done the impossible and survived the attack? Can they find me here? I don’t even know where here is. And...why the hell do I have wings? I don’t have time for this shit. I need to figure out what I am, where I am, and how to get out of here.

I’ve spent my whole life seeing monsters, but they could never see me back...until now. Turns out, I’m not crazy like I’ve spent my whole life believing. Too bad it took being locked in a cage and tortured almost to the point of insanity to realize that. But I’m not alone. In a cage to my left, there’s a monster who’s given up hope. He stays in the shadows and moves with chains wrapped around him, but his golden eyes watch. To my right, there’s a girl with purple wings and familiar gray eyes.

It’s never a good combo to be broke and desperate. You do stupid things. Like accidentally sign your soul over to hell. When I interviewed for a new security job, I didn’t bat an eye that it was for a literal graveyard shift...headstones and all. I mean, at the hourly rate they were offering, who cares? I got this. Turns out, I’m not guarding a graveyard like I thought. It seems I’ve just walked my broke ass into protecting a gate to hell. Yeah...I don’t got this.

Since she was 12 years old, Kacela Deluca has suffered debilitating migraines. On the eve of her 16th birthday, she learns her headaches are the result of untapped psychic abilities. She's given a choice: continue to suffer or leave behind everything she knows and join the Hunters’ Academy. The only catch? If she doesn’t pass the entrance exam, she’ll die.

Sixteen-year-old Ivy Black and her mom have moved in to Trinity Row for a quick renovation to make an easy buck. Then it will be on to the next rundown, abandoned eyesore. Simple: Move. Fix. Sell. Run. For the last three years, Ivy and her mom have run far away from their past. That's the thing about Trinity Row, though. It doesn't let the past die.