Resultados para "The Bride" en Fantástico

Princess Isabelle Louise was raised for one thing: to secure a marriage alliance for the good of her people. All her hopes for a kind husband are dashed when the dark and dangerous Prince of the Fae comes seeking a human princess for his bride. Suddenly married and thrust into a world of vicious magic and lethal bargains, Isabelle discovers too late the secret her bridegroom concealed from her: that she is the key to his plan to usurp the throne. And now she is the object of the High King's wrath.

Though she is the oldest daughter, Princess Faraine lives in the background, shunned from court and kept out of sight. Her chronic illness makes her a liability to the crown, and she has learned to give place to her beautiful, favored younger sister in all things. When the handsome and enigmatic Shadow King comes seeking a bride, Faraine is not surprised that her sister is his choice. When King Vor meets the lively Princess Ilsevel, he quickly agrees to a marriage arrangement. So why can’t he get the haunting eyes of her older sister out of his head?

I kissed the King of the Sea, so he made me his bride. He's offering me everything I could ever want. Good food. A castle. Immortality. Endless numbers of books to read. But in exchange, he expects to breed me. His people are dying out, and they want me to help boost their numbers. When I immediately refuse, he doesn't protest or try to force me. Instead, he decides to win my heart with every bit of power he possesses. The more I argue with him, the harder he fights. And the harder he fights, the more I want to give in.

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.

I'm a shadow huntress in dire need of revenge. When a Fae prince asks me to participate in the Yule pageant and spy on the Winter King, I rise to the occasion. He tells me I'm a ringer for the dead queen, and that I don't have to win the pageant or get married in the end. He forgot to mention I'd lose everything in the meantime—including my heart.

Locked away for twelve years, Sabine Darrow's only friends are animals she communicates with using magic. Now, sold as a bride to a villainous high lord, her greatest fear is trading one prison for another. But a potential escape lies in the form of her gruff yet achingly handsome guard, whose loyalty she is determined to break. A huntsman with heightened senses, Basten "Wolf" Bowborn has more important things to do than transport his master's new bride. With ancient creatures reawakening along the kingdom's border wall, he is torn between his duty and his desire to investigate.

It is said that the Neverseen King comes for a bride every hundred years. I thought it was only legend—until he came for me. I am one of twelve assassins forced to compete for the hand of our unseen king, who I'm beginning to doubt is even human at all. Why he needs a bride, much less one who wields a blade isn't any of my business. All I'm trying to do is get out of here with my life and my heart intact. I don't want to care about the mysteries I begin uncovering about the king, about why he never shows his face, about his palace that turns into a nightmare after dusk.

I was the Flame King's reluctant mate, a bride he snatched from another man's funeral pyre. Zabriel was chosen for me by fate, and I fought my craving for him every step of the way. At seven feet tall and riding the biggest, meanest dragon in the flare, Zabriel is an Alpha who can take whatever he wants and burn those who stand in his way. Yet he healed my wounded heart with coaxing words and fiery kisses until I craved no one but him.

An assassin in disgrace. An enforcer gone rogue. A destiny that binds them. Dive into the thrilling conclusion of The Enforcer's Bride Fantasy Romance duology. Bree was once the Raven Queen's assassin—a ruthless killer with the blood of many on her hands. However, when she returns home after her last mission, she finds herself sidelined… and it's not long before the chilling truth settles upon her. She doesn't belong in Sheehallion any longer. Nor can she forget the man she left behind in Albia.

Lenora Montmayne leads a charmed life as the most beautiful woman at King Wymer's court, surrounded by admirers. And then disaster strikes. The red pox sweeps the summer palace at Caer-Lyones, and Lenora's fair face falls victim to its ravages. Without her looks, what does Lenora have left to her? If ever there was a knight the crowd loves to hate, it's Garman Orde. Even his own family despises him. Then one night a heavily veiled lady offers him an extraordinary bargain. And he finds out that Lenora Montmayne was never just a pretty face.

Stories are circling about a lone wolf in a town called Cherokee Hills. Talk of a creature who walks on two legs…a werewolf. I decide to go and investigate this for myself. A road trip sounds like fun. It’ll be more of a vacation than anything else because these rumors are laughable at best. A werewolf? Like hell! Good thing I decided to go because what I find is far more horrifying than I ever thought possible.

Perrie Madeline failed to escape Quinsey Wolfe’s Glass Vault, and she became trapped in her enemy’s clutches. No longer the master of her own mind, Perrie serves a new purpose as the Bride. She is now bent on destroying the world with her demon lover—Vale. Maisie Jaser is determined to save her cousin, even if it means forming an alliance with an old friend, one who makes her feel things she would rather forget. But as they embark on the journey through a trail of carnage left by the immortals, they soon realize that finding Perrie is more difficult than Maisie ever imagined.

As a prisoner in the arena, my greatest battle won't be for my life. It'll be for the heart of a woman. As a prisoner in the arena, my greatest battle won't be for my life. It'll be for the heart of a woman. Once I scented the human, she was mine. Every part of me hungered for her. To touch. To taste. To take. But she belongs to my enemy. Claiming her will cost me. I may sacrifice everything. My revenge. My life. My very soul.

To secure a human-fae truce, I'm one of five women traveling to their magical kingdom, where we'll be courted by fae aristocracy. We have one month to choose a husband from among them. Only Elion, the arrogant, beastly ice lord, is forbidden. His torturous scars make the other women gasp. His icy words rip them to shreds. His touch is colder than frost. He lurks in the shadows, never coming out into the light. One stolen moment with Elion, and I'm intrigued. A kiss, and I'll do anything to call this brutishly handsome lord mine.

This must be a mistake. There's no way the Goddess chose me to be a demon's bride. I barely have any magick, and certainly not enough to repair the bargain between witches and demons that's kept both our realms stable for centuries. But Eren is… nothing like I expected. Something about him calls to me. Tempts me. And he looks at me like no one else ever has—like I'm strong and worthy. Like he wants to keep me, cherish me… and sink those wicked, wicked fangs of his into me.

A mistaken identity. A forced marriage. A secret baby. When a pregnant woman escapes to the past, will she find love and passion in a vengeful Viking's arms?

Promised to a villainous future king, Sabine once dreamed of forsaking everything for the huntsman who captured her heart. But Wolf's devastating betrayal locks her in another prison: the sinful court of her betrothed. There, she forges an unexpected alliance with her future husband. He's ambitious. Handsome. Surprisingly complex. Together, they might save the kingdom of Astagnon from a waking evil—but in harnessing her power, she risks becoming what she most despises.

She's a 300-year-old Fae assassin with a bloodstained soul. He's the mortal High King's chief enforcer, responsible for hunting and killing her people. Their marriage will be the breaking—and the making—of them both. Bree Fellshadow is a master assassin, but when she's sent to work as a spy in the enemy court, she finds herself out of her depth. Killing the queen's enemies is easy compared to pretending to be a biddable wife or dealing with her obnoxious chief-enforcer husband—a powerful warrior-druid who both enrages and unsettles her.

Fenella Thane is a desperate woman. Her absentee husband of eight years has served her with divorce papers, and she looks likely to lose her beloved home and be forced into a convent. There is just one slim chance to avoid this fate, one person of prominence at court who she knows has the ear of the King. Oswald Vawdrey, the man who cruelly jilted her when she was a starry-eyed 15-year-old with a head full of romantic dreams.

Long have we been alone; without brides, without females to warm us during the long nights, without sweet mates. But we see them from afar, the brides that could be ours. Kept away from us by walls and weapons. Females we long for greatly...obsessively. Human females. And the one with red hair? I want her. I saw her first. I will fight to the death for her. She is mine. So, we’ll come together and make an exchange with their men that will benefit us all. After that? To the winner goes the spoil. Let the hunt begin...but the red-headed female is mine.