Resultados para "Wild" en Fantástico

There are only three rules at Ezkai Academy: Always obey your instructor. Never leave the Castle Grounds without permission. Don't ever screw your instructor. I break one before orientation even begins. Can you guess which one? When I arrive at the unforgiving fae city with the snowy mountains looming over it, I have two goals: 1. Join the legendary Order of ancient soldiers. 2. Climb the ranks and gain the power I need to avenge my family's murder. But before I can join the Order, I must survive six months of ruthless training. Failure means exile… or death.

Ares, Rafe, Killian, and Nox abandoned me four years ago, and now their final secret has come out: They've been working with the institute who hurt my friends and tried to sell me to the highest bidder; a deranged alpha who tried to leave me bred and broken. This time, the pack's gone too far. I'm done hearing their excuses. I'm done handing out second chances. I might be an omega, but I'm done putting myself last. If they want my forgiveness, they're going to have to beg for it.

I'm broke and need a job fast. The best tattoo artist in the Pacific Northwest is hiring a manager for his tattoo shop. So I don't have any experience... A few lies on my resume can fix that. Anyway, how hard can it be? I get the job and quickly find out that running a tattoo shop is very hard. Especially dealing with my new wild, brooding boss. He's an orc. An orc with a fiery temper. He's not all bad, though, with a deep love for his three black cats. But for me? Not so much.

Queen Lauriel hoards wealth and persecutes anyone with magic. She even cancels the Midwinter Glee festival, claiming that it wastes the Crown's money. But one cold night, the Wild Hunt rides across the sky, led by three majestic Fae. They've been called to teach the Queen a lesson, and if she can't learn it by their deadline, her throne won't be the only thing she'll lose.

Shona Scott würde viel lieber in ihrem Garten werkeln, als sich mit Bräuten herumzuschlagen, die wegen Blumenarrangements hysterisch werden. Sie hat die Nase voll, steigt aus dem Hochzeitsgeschäft aus und renoviert ein kleines Häuschen auf ihrem Grundstück, das sie für Ferienvermietungen nutzt. Ohne die Hochzeiten, die ihren Kalender überfüllen, hat Shona endlich Zeit, sich ihrem neu entdeckten Talent zu widmen. Ein unerklärliches noch dazu.

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.

Love? Loyalty? Protection? Just whispers of hope, I stopped listening to. The Cold Moon Pack made sure of it—breaking me piece by piece, stripping away every part of who I was. Until they crashed into my world. Uninvited. Unapologetic. Impossible to stop. Three dangerously possessive wolf shifters who I never expected to notice me at all. One with golden eyes who watches me like I already belong to him. One with a sharp tongue and a sunshine grin that hides a storm of violence. And one tattooed in shadows, whose darkness calls to something fractured—and burning—inside me.

After surviving two years in the castle dungeons for a crime she didn't exactly commit, a stroke of luck allows Corrine Darrow a second chance at freedom. During the Bonding Celebrations—the one time each year when wild dragons find their riders—Rin is given the opportunity to petition her case. But her hopes are quickly dashed when she is brought before the queen's ruthless spymaster—the very dragon rider who captured her in the first place.

I draw the line at serving people grasshoppers for dinner. As luck would have it, on the same day I quit my job as head chef at Suzette’s, a fine-dining restaurant in Boston, I was offered an opportunity to open a restaurant at a castle in Scotland. But now that I’m here in Loren Brae, I’m not so sure this city girl can hack it. The nights are too quiet–with no horns honking or insults being hurled–and everyone knows my business. And on the first day of my new life? I meet the hottest man I’d ever seen before.

She has even survived Warwick Farkas, the brutal legend who still haunts her like a ghost, spilling into her thoughts and life. His betrayal made her a prisoner of Killian, the gorgeous Fae Lord of Budapest. There, her life takes another unforeseen twist, something that will change the fragile alliance between the humans and the fae. Brexley finds herself in the middle.

I was played for a fool by Hades and the Fates, when it was Death they always wanted. I am nothing more than mortal pawn in a game of gods and monsters. Now, they have taken everyone from me. They expect me to be broken, to be compliant. To be woven into their plans. But I refuse to let Death's sacrifice be in vain. I refuse to give up without a fight. I refuse to believe that love cannot win.

Ornella will protect her king, even if she must face the infamous Wild Hunt. The cadre of the Autumn Prince. But she never expected to survive the encounter, much less become a captive of the riders in ghoulish skull helms and armour made from thorn and bone. Now, the Summer dryad is trapped in the Autumn Court with a reluctant warden. A gorgeous rider with violet eyes who has been ordered to train her so she can take her place in the Wild Hunt.

Joining the elite jewelry enchanter's guild is all I've ever wanted...but nothing I create sparkles enough for them. After my latest rejection, I'm starting to think I'll never be good enough, no matter how perfectly I enchant an emerald. Without their approval or a coven, though, my business is sure to go under.

Life was far from perfect after my mother's sudden death, but it was one I'd grown to love. And now, it's a life I'll never know again. Not after she and her two cruel sons entered our lives. My father swore he'd never love again, but just as suddenly as Merelda arrived, she became the very center of his world . . . and just as quickly, I was all but forgotten. Still, I did not complain . . . if only for my father's sake. Not even when cruel words turned into even crueler punishments at my new step family's hands.

It’s not in my nature to beg, but I’ll stay on my knees until I feel that flame sputter out. And then … I’ll rip the world to shreds. I’ve tumbled into a darkness so deep it’s hard to see the light, my petals curling inward as I tip my face from the sun. Hide from my monstrous actions. Traitor. Murderer. High Mistress. My mistakes hunt me down, and I’m pulled into a political tug-of-war, balancing Ocruth’s welfare on the edge of a bloody blade. The moon is swelling, the weight on my shoulders is compacting, and my unfailing curiosity keeps weaving its roots in the wrong direction.

All Gesela's life, her home village of Elk has been cursed. And it isn't a single curse—it is one after another, each to be broken by a villager, each with devastating consequences. When Elk's well goes dry, it is Gesela's turn to save her town by killing the toad that lives at the bottom. Except . . . the toad is not a toad at all. He is an Elven prince under a curse of his own, and upon his death, his brothers come for Gesela, seeking retribution.

When I find a gorgeous stranger in an alley, covered in blood, you'd think the logical thing would be to go to the authorities. Not me. I take him home. I've got my reasons, though. See, Kassam is cursed with hedonism. He's a god from another world, accidentally stuck in ours. Anyone (and everyone) around him falls under his spell. It's impossible to resist. Like scratching an itch. And being around Kassam? Boy, do I itch. But trying to send the god home to his world is a near-impossible task.

The knight was supposed to be a man. Not me, Sophie MacKnight, a marketing associate from California. This must be a practical joke that the Scots play on visiting Americans. Because otherwise I’ve inherited a haunted castle in Scotland, along with one irritatingly sexy Scotsman. Frankly, I thought I would fly here, sell the heap of bricks, and head back home to a life that I…well, I was comfortable with at the very least. Instead, the people of Loren Brae are in trouble, and it appears that as the new owner of the castle, I’m next in line to reinstate the magickal Order of Caledonia.

Lochlann Wilde walks in the shadow of his father, a legendary summoner who commanded mythical beasts in battle. But Locke isn't legendary. He’s barely a summoner, never passing his academy’s trial of the elements. And then he accidentally summons a fae prince with a beautiful body and a bad attitude.

Brad finally gets what he wants. He's back in his world, where he's top dog and the only alpha males around are the frat bros who worship him as a legendary party animal. So why is getting back to Raul and the rest of the characters in the cheesy romance novel he was so eager to escape all he can think about? Brad has no choice but to set out on a quest with his twin brother, Devon, to find Luna Daycrest, the author of The Wolf's Mate—and the one person who might be able to help him get back to the man he loves.