Resultados para "Luna" en Fantástico

Hace tiempo que Ivy Morgan no es la misma de siempre. Ren haría cualquier cosa por mantener a Ivy a salvo. Aunque se siente dolida y traicionada, si Ivy quiere salir con vida, debe dejar de lado sus sentimientos y colaborar no solo con aquellos a los que ama, sino también con un enemigo al que preferiría matar antes que depositar su confianza en él. Se avecina una guerra, y pronto se hace evidente que todo lo que Ivy y Ren creían saber de la Orden no era más que un puñado de letales y peligrosas mentiras.

Ivy Morgan no es una universitaria cualquiera, ni su vida es tan tranquila como podría ser la de una chica de su edad… Ella pertenece a la Orden, una organización secreta encargada de combatir hadas y otras criaturas diabólicas que se mueven por el Barrio Francés de Nueva Orleans. Cuatro años atrás, esas criaturas le arrebataron a las personas que amaba… Y desde entonces no puede permitirse querer a nadie. En un trabajo como el suyo los vínculos emocionales están prohibidos.

Todo lo que creía saber Ivy Morgan se ha venido abajo. Tras ser traicionada y estar a punto de morir a manos del Príncipe de los Faes, ha de guardar a toda costa un secreto perturbador. Cuando el Príncipe de los Faes comienza a estrechar el cerco sobre ellos, decidido a abrir de manera permanente los portales hacia el Otro Mundo, Ivy se queda sin alternativas.

Death awaits those who get caught in the Wild Hunt, and only a magical veil protects the people of Penumbra from the monsters coming for them. So when a beast threatens to destroy the veil, Mia Clementine must break her vows of sorcery and use her magic to fight him, or risk losing everyone she loves. But the beast isn't what he seems, and now the fae king owns her soul. Dragged into his mythical land, she must unravel the curse that turned him into a monster in order to regain her freedom—or die trying.

When I wake in a strange forest, surrounded by "monsters" and "magic," I'm sure it's all some reality-TV prank. My carnival job means I know a lot about all the ways people can be fooled. And the "orc" telling me we're goddess-matched and married has got to be the biggest hoax of all. Branikk's good looks and charming words are way too good to be true. But I keep making ludicrous things appear in ways Hollywood special effects can't match, a unicorn just spoke to me, and when I get an eyeful—a really big eyeful—of Branikk, he's green everywhere.

When magic floods my small town, it brings mayhem and turns me and my besties into newbie witches. As mayor, I haven't got a clue how to handle pixie pranksters, walking tulips, or sexy shadow daddies swooping out of the sky. How the hell do I hide all these shenanigans from the non-magical world? Enter King Severin, aka sexy shadow daddy, aka my future hubs. Turns out that last one's no joke! He offers to wrap my town in Faerie glamour to protect it from outsiders… if I agree to be his fake wife for a year.

When Mora met Dother, she expected a one-night tryst, but the man she grew to love had a different idea. He intended to keep her at any cost. Even if that meant binding her to a flask and cursing her to grant the wishes of any who held it. Though Dother meant it when he swore Mora would never truly be rid of him, he didn't anticipate the monster she would become in the name of vengeance.

Getting caught blowing the whistle on a mob boss isn't the worst part of my day. No, that would be getting sucked through a portal to Faerie. Or finding out I'm a witch who can fly . . . very, very badly. Or fighting off a soul-sucking fae who wants to drain me dry. Or getting stuck in a tree, flashing an orc my hot-pink panties. Actually, that last one might not be so bad. Dravarr's scowls highlight his smoldering eyes and sharp cheekbones, and his touch makes me swoon. Especially since he has to hold me all day and night to keep me from floating away. But the soul-sucking fae come back.

Five years ago, Josie Porter's life was about to begin: she was going to escape her abusive family, move in with her best friend, and start college. Now, scarred from years of government torture in the Designation Academy, her dreams are long gone. Her only goal now is to survive. With the Designation Government out to pair every omega with often brutal alpha packs, Josie has to turn to black-market suppressants to disguise her biology. When the supply runs out, Josie can no longer run from her designation.

Stuck slinging pizzas in the deadest of dead-end jobs, I make a wish. In a blink, I'm teetering on top of a standing stone in Faerie, where I have magical powers! And monsters fighting over me! Thank god, the orc wins. A fierce and deadly warrior, Rovann's nothing but gentle with me.

Reeling from shattered trust and caught between the truth and the love of her lifetimes, Marlow finds herself facing down the apocalypse...not as its victim, but as its very catalyst. She's ready for the end times, and she has officially declared herself an enemy of Heaven. Gathering allies across realms and pantheons brings new tantalizing twists and passionate nights as more and more figures step out of mythology to fight to the end.

Being bonded to Caden Blackburn used to be all I dreamed of. Those dreams were crushed the moment this pack branded my entire bloodline traitors for challenging his father. Life in Silver Falls isn't easy. As the only packmate unable to shift, I'm considered broken. No one wants a useless mate. Especially not Caden. Imperfections don't fit within the rigid way he rules our pack as alpha. I never thought he'd look at me with anything other than fury until our bond awakens.

Even in her mind, she's never alone... Erin thought she was finally free. She escaped James’s grip, reunited with her family, and started reclaiming the life she left behind. But the bond to the Dark Alphas never truly severed. Now, he’s in her head. Every time Erin closes her eyes, she sees through James’s, and the visions are getting worse. More vivid. More real. And each time, it’s harder to pull herself back. Enter Gabriel. Cold. Controlled. Unshakable. A warrior from the Shadow Realm with an ancient past. Gabriel is the only one who understands what’s happening to her.

As a descendant of the ancient Shadow Pack, my blood carries secrets, power, and a curse that even I don't fully understand. When Kael, Callista, and I set out to find the second relic, the last thing I expected was to stumble upon Destin—a rogue shifter who’s more wolf than man, chained and held as collateral by a group of ruthless alphas. Breaking Destin out was supposed to be the easy part. But now, we're stuck together on this mission, and he’s driving me insane with his wild, untamed ways.

Cuando Tiggy D'Aplièse acepta trabajar en una de las zonas más recónditas de Escocia, en concreto en la enorme finca Kinnaird, nada le hace sospechar que el misterioso terrateniente, Charlie Kinnaird, está a punto de alterar su futuro e, irónicamente, revelarle su pasado. En su nuevo hogar Tiggy descubrirá que tiene un don, el sexto sentido, una herencia de sus antepasados gitanos.

Did I mention I'm a new witch with telepathic powers? Yeah. It's a lot. Especially since every time I get near Aldronn, the commanding orc either wants to boss me around or bed me. Or boss me around while bedding me. Ugh. Why does that have to be so hot? I can never let him know! He'll be even more sinfully arrogant than he is now, and that wicked smirk of his already makes me want to scream...or kiss him. Or maybe both. Okay, it's totally both.

When I storm out of my ex's engagement party, a meddling goddess whisks me away to Faerie and marries me to a massive grump of an orc. As if that's not enough, I can't leave his side without my teleportation magic throwing me straight back into his arms! I dreamed of leaving my small town and traveling, but I never imagined anything like this. I feel like I landed in one of the books I love, with fated mates and close proximity dialed up to eleven. Wranth's gorgeously muscled body and exciting air of warrior prowess sure don't hurt any either.

Marlow needs to believe she's crazy. The alternative would mean embracing the gift—or curse—shared by her mother and grandmother: she can see angels and demons, including a dark and haunting entity who's been with Marlow her entire life. At least, she believes that's all he is until a fae from the Nordic pantheon strolls into her life and informs her that she's been sharing a bed with the Prince of Hell.

In the aftermath of her awakening, Princess Luella Eritrais is forever changed. Stripped of her past and reborn as a Luna fae of mysterious origins, she possesses magic more powerful than any before her—if only she could wield it. While she mourns her past self and the fragile bonds of shattered trust, the castle of Serpentis prepares for the Winter Solstice. As tradition demands, it is time for the Chosen to be selected by the current ruler of Serpentis, and King Vale and his dragon are all too prepared to claim Luella as the sacrifice for her pleasure.

After the makeover of the century, I walk onstage in too-high heels… and trip in front of thousands of people! I'm saved from becoming a face-plant meme by Brokk, who catches me in a romantic dip that makes my tummy flutter. Which it so totally shouldn't. Because Brokk's not just the hunky model on my book covers. He also lives 24/7 in an orc costume with tusks and green skin. I might write monster romance and wish I had an orc of my own, but monsters aren't real! How can I take this guy seriously?