Resultados para "The Kiss" en Urbana

Being a lowly “walker” in a world of vampires, werewolves, and fae once kept her safe. But Mercy’s bark–and bite–are not so harmless any more. Though Mercy can shift her shape into that of a coyote, her loyalty never wavers. So when her former boss and mentor, Zee, asks for her help, she’s there for him. A series of murders has rocked a fae reservation, and Zee needs her unique gifts, namely her coyote sense of smell, to sniff out the killer.

The truth is unfolding, almost as fast as her memories. Yet, Adara still has questions that only he can answer. But being near Desmond fills her with confusion - and thoughts of violence. It's his fault she was tortured. He failed her in so many ways. Is it any wonder she turns to others for comfort? Revels in the dark jealousy in his gaze? However, now isn't the time for romance or petty games. Those who brought about her downfall are still at work. Determined to silence her before she discovers the truth.

Lucian: I am a Dragon Prince of the House of Smoke...and I am dying. Five hundred years is truly enough for a man like me. A monster. Yet a 10,000-year treaty will die with me, if I don't spawn a dragonling to take my place. My two brothers are no use in this task. It falls to me, the eldest by a hair's breadth, and yet, I cannot face the horror of another sealing. Another death. Another woman's blood on my hands.

Half witch, half killer, wholly unsuccessful at every faery bargain so far...Geneviève Crowe makes her living beheading or resurrecting the dead in near-future New Orleans. After entering an accidental engagement, overcoming attempted murder, and discovering a family secret, Geneviève is ready for things to settle down, but carnival season in New Orleans is not the best time of year for "normal".

When a heartbroken widow with a newborn baby turns up at Darcey's office saying she's being followed, Darcey detects secret magic at work. She investigates the case, but her efforts are thwarted by her rival in the Elite. For some reason, no one wants Darcey to discover the truth. And it looks like she won't when her own past catches up with her. She's hauled off to Faerie to face execution. Her crime: murdering Mother of the Hunt. Solve the case. Check. Escape with her life. Check. And juggle the supernatural hotties vying for her attention? Umm, maybe.

Chicago private investigator Kira Graceling should have just kept on walking. But her sense of duty refused to let her ignore the moans of pain coming from inside a warehouse just before dawn. Suddenly she finds herself in a world she's only imagined in her worst nightmares. At the center is Mencheres, a breathtaking Master vampire who thought he'd seen it all. Then Kira appears—this fearless, beautiful...human who braved death to rescue him. Though he burns for her, keeping Kira in his world means risking her life.

A twisted killer is making his mark in London, leaving a trail of blood and devastation in his wake. It's not only humans who are being targeted. Vampires, werewolves, and pixies are in mortal danger too. I've been called in to help with the investigation but I can't shake the feeling that there's more to the murders. Someone is playing a very sick game—and it's up to me to put a stop to it.

Manche Begegnungen vergisst man nie, selbst wenn man dazu gezwungen wird. Nachdem er seinen Freund beim Fremdgehen erwischt hat, flieht Florian überstürzt von einer Party und steckt dadurch ohne Auto im Nirgendwo fest. Als er nicht nur den letzten Bus nach Hause verpasst, sondern auch noch in ein Unwetter gerät, wächst seine Verzweiflung ins Unermessliche. Weit und breit ist keine Zuflucht in Sicht, doch plötzlich taucht wie aus dem Nichts der mysteriöse Kale auf, der ihm anbietet, das Gewitter in seiner Waldhütte abzuwarten.

Chicago private investigator Kira Graceling should have just kept on walking. But her sense of duty refused to let her ignore the moans of pain coming from inside a warehouse just before dawn. Suddenly she finds herself in a world she’s only imagined in her worst nightmares.

Let the Magical Mayhem begin! Cindy Eller has not one, but two weddings to prepare for in less than two weeks when the cupcakes hit the fan - a mysterious man has appeared, claiming to be betrothed to Cindy and that she must marry him before her sister's nuptials can take place. Obviously this doesn't sit well with Cindy's Ordinary boyfriend, Timothy. That's the way to cake - and the wedding - crumbles!

Lizzie a depuis longtemps délaissé la sorcellerie et a préféré ouvrir un café avec sa meilleure amie. Mais lorsqu'une femme lui demande de l'aide pour retrouver sa fille disparue, Lizzie va être mêlée à des événements bien plus dangereux que prévu. Dans un monde où science et magie cohabitent et dans lequel les puissants sorciers sont considérés comme les collaborateurs indispensables de tous les gouvernements, Lizzie Grace fait figure d'exception. Bien qu'issue de l'une des familles les plus importantes de la noblesse des sorciers, elle ne veut rien savoir de son passé ou de sa magie.

Groom? Check. Dress? Check. Cake? Check. More cake? Double Check. Even more cake? Triple check. (Seriously, who left Lethe alone with Grier's credit card?) Anything that can go wrong has, but all the deposits have been paid, and the menus are set. Mostly. There's always room for more cake, right? All that's left is for Grier and Linus to exchange vows and set off on their honeymoon. Their happily ever after awaits, so close they can taste it.

I need answers about my past and my magic. But more than anything, I need answers about Drakon, the first and most powerful vampire. He’s my fated mate, and I want to kiss him as much as I want to kill him.

I'm bound to Grim by blood now, making me his vampire slave for all eternity. But he'll find out there is only one will I abide by. Mine. Now the rest of the immortals know I exist, and they want a look at the only living vampire. Except half the immortals want to possess me as their own vampire slave, while the other half want to kill me outright. Grim swears he won’t let anyone harm me, but he's been absorbing tainted, dark souls to the breaking point. How can he protect anyone when his power is compromised?

The first time I met him, I knew I was in trouble, but I hadn’t known just how much. I hadn’t been looking for a relationship, hadn’t wanted one, but it seems that a stubborn little mage did it for me because he’s impossible to resist. When the NHSO goes on a manhunt for an unregistered mage, I can tell it’s upsetting for Mads and Jude. It’s upsetting for me, too, but even more so when I find out exactly why Mads is so worried about this kid. The more I find out about Madeo’s past and his world, the more I realize how special he is.

With an old friend in mortal danger and the Dragon King demanding her presence, vampire hunter Morgan Bailey is stuck between a rock and a volcano. Jack's gone AWOL, her nemesis is running amok with a magical book, and soul vampires are snacking on steampunk enthusiasts. Not to mention Morgan still has a price on her head.

Morgan Bailey's complicated life - dragon boyfriend, witches, vampires to slay, the ongoing pursuit of coffee - is about to turn more complicated. The Fairy Queen is calling in a favor. She wants Morgan to exterminate the djinn. If that isn't bad enough, her nemesis Alister has gone completely mad, and most alarmingly, Inigo isn't quite himself. It's enough to make a vampire hunter yearn for the simpler days: stake 'em and leave 'em.

Last week, I defeated a monster hell-bent on killing us all. I thought I was stopping a prophecy, but it turns out, the dark omens were about me all along. Now I’m destined to steal the souls of the pack—my pack—and help the Dark God bring destruction down on the world. Jaxson Laurent, my fated mate, is determined to help me fight back, but what if he has to choose between me and his wolves? The Dark God is beginning to take control of me, and unless I can heal the wound in my soul, I won’t be able to resist his call.

My name is Rebecca, but everyone calls me Becs. Years ago, a mark appeared on my inner wrist--The Kiss, they call it—and it makes me a summoner. I can summon, well, things…entities of power, including demons. Which, I did, until recently. I quit, because I summoned a demon on behalf of a client and things went south. I fixed it, but now I owe that demon a favor and I don't know when he's going to call it in, or, what he's going to ask. One thing's for sure, it won't be kosher.

I am Princess Meredith, heir to a throne of faerie. My day job, once upon a time, was as a private detective in Los Angeles. Unfortunately, princess has now become a full-time occupation. My aunt, Queen Andais, will have it no other way. And so I am virtually a prisoner in faerie–trapped here...