Resultados para "Lords" en Paranormal y urbana

Everything's a mess. The gods won't stay out of her business. And Evie? All she wants is a little peace or drowning in bottomless margaritas. Evie should be basking in the afterglow after her romp with the Shifter Lord. Instead, she's dodging his increasingly aggressive courtship rituals like a...

Evie Quinn is tired. Of magical politics. Of cursed bouquets. Of hot Shifter Lords who kiss her like a promise and then send her potential love interest to another state. All she wants is to run her flower shop in peace, maybe master the whole "accidentally-a-Chimera" thing, and avoid becoming a pawn in the games of gods and Lords. But when has Evie ever gotten what she wanted?

When my idea of sneaking into the Burning Chasm for a recon mission was shot down by everyone, including the King of Otherworld, I probably should've listened. Now I was stuck inside a chasm full of the blackest souls of the world, and I could get caught any moment by the very evil we were trying to fight. Would I be able to get out in time, or was this the end for me?

The first time I went looking for Kym, it was because he was a relative of a murder victim I was investigating. Every time after that? It was because I realized he was my mate. For the first time in my long existence, I'd found something more important than my work. But with children getting kidnapped and an evil unlike I'd ever seen growing stronger, my realm and my king needed me more than ever. Could I really make a choice between my family and my mate?

When I launched the knife to stop the warlock aiding the enemy's escape, it took me a moment too long to realize the man I'd killed was my mate. When I met Wren again in Otherworld and he thanked me for killing him, I realized my hasty action had turned out to be his salvation. I'd never been the kind of person someone went to for comfort, but could I be that for my mate while also protecting him from the evil we're working to defeat?

After two thousand years of providing peace for his people, Notalus was ready to pass on his kingdom to his heir and live out the rest of his days gardening in his fields in the land of Autumn . . . alone. But the Gods had other plans for him. Notalus knew he should've stayed away from the Earth realm after Dustin Constus Hill—the handsome wolf and harvester for the Volkov pack-lands—had imprinted on his soul. Falling for such a divine mortal could not have come at a worse time.

Caught dead in the centre of a conflict between two guilds, Theo only wants his home to survive. He's worked hard to unite the mobs and grant them all the same system he has. If only they were left alone to enjoy their peace. The enemy breaks Theo's artificial system and snares his friends in a new sector. They intend to raze his home to the ground just to get to him.

Theodore Goss can’t catch a break. Ending the war between the Mobs and saving the Skeletons from the grip of Hell isn’t enough to let Theo rest, not when he has to gather the power of his sector’s Overlords so that his fairer System can be properly established. Peace doesn’t enforce itself, after all.

Theodore Goss is minding his own damn business when humanity's time runs out. Everyone is shunted off to Godguild, a new universe filled with magic, monsters, and stats, where the afterlife is determined by progression. It's not about being good anymore, or even being strong. All that matters is being at the top. Hard though it is, Theo plays along as an Afterlifer, determined to make it to paradise eventually. But when a vicious guild drags him into a skeletal dungeon run, Theo realizes the monsters have it much worse than him.

After a terrible divorce left her blindsided, all Evie Quinn wants is a relaxing girls' trip to Scotland, not a fight for her life with a Chimera shifter—an ancient, secretive enemy with the power to shapeshift into anything with a pulse. Surviving the attack is a plus, but her goddess mother drops a bomb on her: Living will change everything. And… it does. Now she's hiding out in a small town running a popular flower shop, doing her best to resist the urge to gnaw on raw meat every chance she gets, and badly pretending she's the same ol' lovable hedgewitch she always was.

A whole bunch of trouble, that's what. Life was so much simpler when Evie's problems consisted of picking the perfect peony. Now she's got the gods on her tail and shifters trying to sniff out her secrets. Then there's the smoking hot Shifter Lord who has never once thrown a party, hiring her for all kinds of pack events and doing his best to convince her to trust him. But he has an agenda of his own, and Evie is far too smart to let her guard down.

My research ship crashed, stranding me on an alien planet with no hope of rescue. When I’m captured by frightening, green aliens and given to Grael, a brooding, scythe-wielding Destran male with chameleon-like skin and the darkest eyes I’ve ever seen, I don’t know whether to cower before him or kiss him. I’ve spent my life puzzling out the human psyche, but can I get through Grael’s formidable walls?

Magna's existence was once filled with laughter, love, and joy. Her life changes in a single night when a mysterious object falls from the sky into the ocean, and she wakes to find herself held captive in her own body. As the centuries pass, she becomes known as the Sea Witch - a creature who is feared and reviled. Her efforts to save the Seven Kingdoms and destroy the alien creature living inside her should have ended both their lives - instead, Magna wakes to find herself in a strange, new realm.

Blackwood is under siege and it's all my fault. My conscience won't let me rest until I've made sure the outcasts living here are safe. No harm will come to them because of my actions. And, since the Lords are out of commission—also my fault—they can't stop me. But it also means they can't bail me out. I have to figure this out on my own, or I'll never find closure on Em's murder. So I'll step through that portal. I'll face my fears and desires alike because Blackwood is in danger. And no one messes with my city.

Asim Kemark has lived a long, lonely life. It is his pledge to his former king and to Mandra Reykill that keeps him, his dragon, and his symbiot from going mad. He has given up on finding his true mate and devotes himself to caring for the wide assortment of creatures on Mandra and Ariel's mountain retreat. The last thing he expects to happen when he visits the palace is to lose control of his dragon and his symbiot after they sense their true mate.

The Akita was massive, a fine example of the breed - with the single exception of his current physical state: skeletal, matted, and attached to a cement post by a thick logging chain. He refused to let those things bother him, however; they were mere nuisances, after all. What mattered most to him was that any of his captors - the men in black - who crossed his path would die. Simple as that. He was done with the torture, had enough of the domination; who were these men to treat him as a mongrel, a cur?

Reality is all very well in small doses. It's a perfectly conventional and convenient way of neutralising the imagination. But sometimes when there's more than one reality at play, imagination just won't be neutralised, and the walls between realities come tumbling down. Unfortunately there's usually a damned good reason for there being walls between them in the first place. To keep things out. Things who want to make mischief and play havoc with the natural order.

Conryu Koda wants nothing more than to be left alone to live a quiet life. But the universe seems to have other plans for him. While back at the Arcane Academy to watch his friend’s graduation, Conryu is summoned to hell by The Reaper himself. What new threat has appeared that warrants the attention of the lord of hell?

A searing Lords of the Underworld tale by New York Times bestselling author Gena Showalter, featuring a beastly prince and the wife he will wage war to keep He is ice… Puck the Undefeated, host of the demon of Indifference, cannot experience emotion without punishment, so he allows himself to...

The prophecies were there but no one listened. Until now. They are the Lords of Deliverance and they have the power to usher in Doomsday...or prevent it. Eight months ago, demon-slayer Regan Matthews seduced the fourth Horseman of the Apocalypse, Thanatos. Now she's pregnant with his child - a child who, if prophecies are to be believed, is fated to save the world. But things aren't always as they appear, and the baby conceived by two warriors may yet be the very catalyst that kicks off Armageddon.