Resultados para "Kim" en Sobrenatural

Der Job ist weg, der Verlobte auch – an Merles und Grids 30. Geburtstag läuft es nicht rund, gelinde gesagt. Da kommt der mysteriöse Brief gerade recht: Die Zwillingsschwestern haben ein Haus geerbt. Nixhagen entpuppt sich als magischer Zufluchtsort für Hexen, Geister und andere übernatürliche Wesen. Und Merle und Grid? Sie sind die neuen Hexnix-Schwestern – zumindest auf dem Papier. Doch für Selbstfindung bleibt keine Zeit: Ein verzweifelter Geist braucht dringend Hilfe, das Buch, das die Rettung verspricht, wird gestohlen, und eine dunkle, magische Bedrohung rückt näher.

I was engaged. Okay, so I wasn't technically engaged. But I did fantasize about it. A lot. Okay, all the time. No need to pretend. The only problem here was when couples got engaged, there was usually a proposal of sorts, an exchange of promises, and a mutual agreement to spend the rest of their lives together. But three weeks have now passed since the night I found that black box with that pretty ring, and still, the chief hasn't proposed. But I've got worse problems. A mysterious and ominous curse spreads across our town, and we don't know who's responsible or why it's happening.

Lucifer took my magic. Okay, so technically, Derrick the incubus douche took it, but he was Lucifer's guy and following orders. Still, I can't be a witch or a Merlin without magic. Can my life get any worse? Of course, it can. As I try to adjust and accept life without a drop of magic in my veins, Marcus disappears. Well, not exactly, more like he ghosts me. He's not returning my calls or my texts. Just when I think I finally have my love life on track, it gets derailed, and my heart is slowly torn apart.

I should be happy for her. Right? But I'm not. Because I know this Derrick character is bad news. Call it my witchy instincts, but I'm convinced something is seriously off with the guy. So how do I prove it to my aunt? The pressure is on as I only have four days to figure it out before the wedding—yes, four days until Beverly says, "I do" to that slimy bastard. As the clues start to come together, I have to wade through a pack of lies to get to the truth and find out who Derrick Baudelaire really is—and what he's hiding.

We killed someone.... Okay, not exactly the news I wanted to hear from my aunts. But here it was. Now, what the hell was I supposed to do with it? Just when I thought I could finally get a well-deserved break from the shitshow I'd been living for the past months, I get hit with this. To make matters worse, an investigator starts snooping around Hollow Cove, asking questions about my aunts. If they're found guilty of this murder, it's a one-way ticket to Grimway Citadel - the witch prison.

Never in my 30 years did I think my new normal would be a gig as a soul collector's assistant - slave really - where I help stockpile souls from the miserable mortals who sell them to him. The demon thinks he can control me, but I plan on doing things differently...my way. But we all know it's never that easy or that simple, especially in my life.

They took my Merlin license away. To get it back, I must complete the witch trials. Okay, so I have to pass a few magical trials. No big deal. Right? Wrong. The trials are treacherous, ominous, and deadly. I'm not prepared for such brutal, magical tests, but I can't stop. Stopping means failure, and too many people are counting on me. But then the worst happens. While I'm trying to focus on the trials, the local baker in Hollow Cove is poisoned and killed. And someone I care about is blamed.

It's the annual Night Festival in Hollow Cove, a paranormal festival extravaganza that lasts for five nights and features a multitude of powerful faces in our paranormal circles. There's only one little problem. Someone ends up dead. And I'm the one accused of murder. As my life spirals down the crapper once again, things between me and Marcus are even more confusing than ever before - hot - but ridiculously confusing. And to add to my wondrous good fortune - something or someone is trying to kill me.

Okay, so I'm in trouble. Big trouble. I'm broke. Worse, my boyfriend of five years just dumped me. What do I do? I move in with my three eccentric aunts in their family home, Davenport House. Sounds exciting, only this massive farmhouse likes to eat men. If I were a regular human, I would have run out screaming like a banshee. As a witch - I do absolutely nothing. Hey, maybe they deserved it? I'm back in Hollow Cove, the flamboyant paranormal community, where nymphs, werewolves, trolls, shifters, witches, and other paranormals live comfortable lives away from prying human eyes.

A human, a hellhound, and an archangel walk into a bar...sounds like the first line to a joke, right? Only it's no joke. It's my damned life. Witches are running riot. Shifters are on the hunt. Demons are eating humans. There's a new drug on the street. Sigil is dark and deadly to the paranormal kind, opening up their second sight, urging them to maim, torture, and kill. And the bodies are piling up.

For Odd Thomas kan se de døde. Nærmere bestemt dem, der selv i døden har uafklarede forhold i denne verden, der gør, at de ikke kan komme videre til den næste. Da en fremmed med en enorm appetit og en hud så blev som pizzadej en dag tropper op på grillen, går der et gys igennem Odd. Odd døber ham Svampemanden, og han er ikke et øjeblik i tvivl om, at den fremmedes besøg i Pico Mundo vil udvikle sig til et sandt mareridt.

Consumed with grief over the tragic death of her husband, FBI Agent Victory McClane is obsessed with finding Ohio's serial killer, "The Wrapper". When another young woman turns up dead and the victim is linked to Derrick Lynn, son of the secretary of defense, Victory finds Derrick has all the right answers and is a little too helpful. Derrick has a secret: He's a government assassin who uses his unusual paranormal skills to eliminate targets. Determined to keep his own secrets buried, he offers to help find the Wrapper. But can Victory trust him?

1460: Ismay Deacon, caught between sides in the War of the Roses, tries to hide away in her ancestral home, Havencross. But when word gets out that she has a child, and speculation on who the father might be, Ismay has to make a terrible choice to protect her son. The Deacon family disappears, but there are rumors of a fair-haired, unsmiling ghost of a boy haunting the halls of Havencross.

Whittlecombe. A charming and peaceful village in the south west part of England. All thatched cottages and winding country lanes, triangle sandwiches, cream teas, and picture postcard perfection. But people are dropping like flies. It’s just the flu, right? Could be. Except, wonkiest witch Alfhild Daemonne is about to host the vampire wedding of the century at Whittle Inn. Coincidence? Perhaps, Alf’s fangtastic guests are to blame? Or could bitter arch rivals "the Mori" be making a move on Alf and her wonky inn once more? Is feisty Alf fighting back? You bet she is!

Micke är deppig. Han har precis gjort slut med sin flickvän efter sju år tillsammans. För att muntra upp honom ordnar hans kompisar en vildmarksweekend i den lilla byn Mossfors, djupt inne i Norrlands inland. Snart inser de att allt inte är som det ska i de norrländska skogarna. De ser saker de inte kan förklara. Husdjur försvinner för att senare hittas döda.

Eine magische Metropole verborgen in einer Pfälzer Kleinstadt. Eine Bäckerin, die zu jedem Mordfall gerufen wird. Aëlis hat sich mit ihrer magischen Eidechse Gurke und als Bäckerin im Werwolf-Gasthaus mittlerweile gut in Schrakenheim eingelebt. Wäre da nur nicht dieses Problem, denn immer noch hängt Teresa im Magierdolch fest. Doch noch bevor sie den Befreiungsversuch unternehmen können, bricht in Schrakenheim das reinste Hexenchaos los, das die Besenreiterinnen Aëlis schon vor die Füße fallen. Ein Hexentanz wurde anberaumt. Jedoch überlebt eine der Hexen das Ritual nicht!

Meine Tante Beverly wird heiraten. Ich sollte mich für sie freuen. Oder? Doch das tue ich nicht. Denn ich weiß, dass dieser Derrick nichts Gutes bedeutet. Nennt es meinen Hexeninstinkt, aber ich bin überzeugt, dass mit dem Kerl etwas nicht stimmt. Aber wie beweise ich das meiner Tante? Ich stehe unter Druck, denn ich habe nur vier Tage Zeit, um es vor der Hochzeit herauszufinden. Ja, vier Tage, bis Beverly diesem schleimigen Mistkerl das Jawort gibt.

“It isn’t easy to write a protagonist that blends the best qualities of Anita Blake and Stephanie Plum, but Kim Harrison carries it off with style. This is a fun book! Read it!” — Jim Butcher, #1 New York Times Bestselling Author In the Hollows, the vampires come out to play… and...

Privatermittlerin Lucy hat sich auf übernatürliche Fälle spezialisiert. Und von denen gibt es so einige in Berlin, wo Geister in den Plattenbauten spuken und Kobolde den Kiez unsicher machen. Den Auftrag vom Pergamon-Museum, mythische Artefakte zu überprüfen, hält sie für eine leichte Sache. Als sie ausgerechnet die zwei gefährlichsten als Fälschungen identifiziert, wird Lucy auf einmal verdächtigt, die echten gestohlen zu haben. Gejagt von der Polizei heftet sie sich an die Fersen der Diebe, um ihre Unschuld zu beweisen.

Rachel Morgan must keep her friends close—and her enemies closer—in the next Hollows novel from #1 New York Times bestselling author Kim Harrison. Rachel Morgan, witch-born demon, has one unspoken rule: take chances, but pay for them yourself. With it, she has turned enemies into allies...