Resultados para "dragon" en Romántica

My fathers want me to find my mates, settle down, and learn how to control my inner dragon. I want the freedom to decide my future. What I got was an unexpected journey to 1742 Scotland and two full-blooded Highlander dragon shifters who think I belong to them. When I stumbled through ancient...

Cuando encuentra un huevo de dragón, su vida cotidiana da un vuelco de la noche a la mañana y aterriza en un mundo repleto de antiguos secretos y magia peligrosa. Perseguida por los soldados del rey, no solo debe luchar por su vida, sino también proteger el secreto del huevo de dragón. Su única esperanza es Kilian, el cazador de dragones más poderoso del reino. Basta una sola mirada suya para que su corazón se dispare a alturas insospechadas. Pero el cazador de dragones oculta un secreto que podría ser su perdición.

Here I am, Cat, Hollywood stunt double turned unwilling guest in Damien Drakonar's dragon-infested soap opera. Yep, that Damien—the hot, broody dragon shifter prince who's as infuriating as he is mysterious. And guess what? He's decided to keep me around because of some cosmic joke involving twin flame marks. Apparently, we're destined to be together—talk about a plot twist! As I try to wrap my head around our supposed bond, this little secret of ours doesn't stay quiet for long. We've got a traitor in our midst, causing more trouble than a season finale of your favorite reality TV series.

Dragons were not on my apocalypse bingo card. Neither was getting kidnapped by one. Life has been crazy, so it shouldn't be surprising that I've been taken by a mythological creature and marked as a potential piece of an apocalyptic prophecy. Except I'm done being a victim. Dangerous claws or...

I need a plan to stop checking out my bodyguard—you know, my dad’s best friend. Step One: Stop staring at his tush. Uhhhh… don’t really want to. Step Two: Find someone else to obsess over. Well, that’s not gonna happen. Step Three: Try not to jump him. My dad’ll kill him if I don’t keep my hands to myself. Roman is driving me nutso. He’s always with me, no matter where I go, no matter what I’m doing, no matter what. He’s. Always. There. Not that I actually want him to go away… then all I’d do is wonder where he is.

All I want is to save the library. But a greedy heiress and a grumpy dragon lawyer complicate everything. Especially when that dragon lawyer insists I'm his fated mate. Maybe this Halloween, I'm going to do both the tricking and the treating? Harold Greaves promised ten years of funding to our little town library. I believed him right up until the will was read, and everything went to his scheming niece instead. Now I've got a week to prove the new will is a fake… or lose the library forever.

The dragon rider might have taken everything from me. My home, my family, and my crown. But I vowed long ago he would never take my heart. I survived ten years being tortured by his crazy worshippers. I know I can survive anything the king throws at me. Because if this usurper thinks I'm going to bend and break to his will now that I'm his wife, he doesn't know what his new queen is capable of. I will make him bend and break.

Isaac went against his family when he refused to join the military. He had dreams, and he wasn't going to cave to family pressure to give them up. So when his boss offers him an opportunity to get some real experience in the job he's working toward, he leaps at the chance. The only problem is that his new boss is a grumpy dragon with a short fuse known to terrorize the office. But that wasn't anything Isaac couldn't handle. Right?

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.

Deacon In hindsight, demanding a human woman swear herself to me in exchange for the life of her father wasn't my best idea. But I saw her and I wanted her, and I need a mate. After shouldering the responsibility of all shifter-kind for so long, I acted selfishly. I know what breaking her word...

At Bloodwing Academy, blood is currency, but a dragon's legacy is priceless—and as dangerous as fire. I thought surviving my first year in Bloodwing's deadly halls would be enough. I was wrong. I accidentally woke a dragon—a creature of myth, of death, of fire. Now, every highblood house wants control over me and the dragon's legacy I carry. But here's the truth: I have no control. I'm bluffing my way through every encounter, trying to keep everyone from realizing that I'm not the one pulling the dragon's strings.

Finalizada la Guerra Civil, la Sección de Información de Alto Estado Mayor recibe el encargo de localizar "El arte de matar dragones", una tabla italiana perdida en el traslado de los fondos del Museo del Prado. La orden procede de Serrano Suñer y el inspector Arturo Andrade tendrá que...

A second dragon has awoken—her heart tainted and her power commandeered by two ruthless highbloods whose cruelty knows no bounds. My dearest friend teetered on the brink of death. A dragon saved her, but now she's tied to him in a way I can scarcely understand. What will this new bond do to the woman I've come to love as a sister? And then there's Blake. Once my relentless tormentor—he betrayed me again, nearly condemning Nyxaris to a cursed, stone-cold fate. Now, something has shifted in him. His gray eyes hide a secret he's desperate to keep.

With her betrothal imminent, the beautiful Princess Ava has gone missing. Where has she fled to? Why has she gone? And why is the dragon stirring? Enter our hero. Gwen has been hunting wanted criminals for years, collecting bounties to provide for her mother and brother since the death of their father. The promise of an armful of gold for bringing the princess home is too good to ignore. But bringing her home doesn't solve anyone's problems. Gwen still has family to support, and Ava still has a miserable marriage to look forward to. 

I'm Cat, and I've officially hit the third act of my fantasy nightmare. There's famine sweeping the land, war brewing like a badly-timed sequel, and—plot twist!—Damien Drakonar, the infuriatingly hot dragon prince I may or may not love, is now facing off against his own brother, Crown Prince Thorne. Yeah. Family dinners are awkward. Oh, and did I mention the whole "I've been promised to another" situation? Because nothing says "happily ever after" like a surprise royal engagement and a kingdom on the verge of collapse.

After my best friends fell in love with hot dragon shifters, all eyes turned toward me. Apparently, I might be the final puzzle piece to this new apocalyptic prophecy. Now we have to wait for the mysterious guardian to show up and decide if I'm worthy. No pressure or anything. I didn't have time...

Having traveled to Terythia’s capital, Typh and Arilla have pleaded with the humans who rule from their palatial estates to change their ways before it’s too late. Our duo have begged and scraped, sent out missives and emissaries all proclaiming the dire end that awaits them all should the eldritch Monsters be allowed to roam the surface unchecked. But the high nobles inside Helion have no intention of listening to an upjumped commoner and a dragon. Instead, they bury their heads in the sand, host extravagant balls, and play political games while the continent around them crumbles.

Face à cette annonce, l'agitation gagne toutes les femmes de mon village. Le Roi enverra sa garde royale pour conduire les femmes en âge de procréer à son palais dans la Cité de Jade. La seule condition est que l'épouse ait en elle assez de magie pour engendrer un héritier. Je ne suis qu'une humaine avec une infime trace de magie de dragon. Je suis convaincue de ne pas être retenue. Cependant, étrangement, les détecteurs de magie m'ordonnent de me présenter au roi en tant que prétendante.

-Ray ! Tu es là, super... Il manquait plus que ça ! Eh bien il me reste plus qu'à faire les présentations. Isa pointe successivement son doigt vers moi et le mec. -Ray, voici Connard et Connard, voici Ray, ma charmante colocataire qui me détestait bien avant tout ce cirque. Ray, profites-en pour être aussi désagréable que tu sais l'être, Connard ici présent le mérite, lui ! Et elle s'enferme dans la salle de bain en claquant la porte.

My name's Cat, and boy, do I have a tale for you. Imagine waking up to find yourself in a world utterly devoid of life's essentials—no Netflix, no Wi-Fi, and, brace yourself, not a single Starbucks in sight. Where, you ask? Well, that's a nightmare I'm still unraveling. Here's the scoop: one moment I'm pulling off a daring stunt on a Hollywood set, and the next, I'm gasping for air in a realm that's straight out of a fantasy novel. This place? It's overrun with werewolves, vampires, warlocks, fae, and, to top it off, dragons. Yes, actual fire-breathing dragons!