Títulos en Paranormal y urbana

Maverick Hale, the alpha of the Storm Moon Pack, has worked hard to put his past behind him. However, when a man is killed in their territory, his injuries bring back memories he'd rather forget. Especially when a witch arrives who was directly involved in his parents' death, challenging everything Maverick thought he knew. Maverick has to find his brother. With the killer still on the loose, the Storm Moon Pack must act quickly, or more will die.

Egypt, 1912. In an alternate Cairo infused with the otherworldly, the Ministry of Alchemy, Enchantments, and Supernatural Entities investigate disturbances between the mortal and the (possibly) divine. What starts off as an odd suicide case for Special Investigator Fatma el-Sha’arawi leads her through the city’s underbelly as she encounters rampaging ghouls, saucy assassins, clockwork angels, and plot that could unravel time itself, in P. Djèlí Clark's Tor.Com Original, A Dead Djinn in Cairo.

I'm a lot of things; a loyal best friend, music lover, introvert. All labels I'd happily claim are mine. Survivor of abuse, I'll claim because it's true, and I'm a survivor. But fated mate? That one feels like an ill-fitting glove. Especially when said mate has been feral for years, and nobody knows what sent him over the edge, let alone how to get him back. But there's no denying my wolf, and she wants him. So what's a girl to do? Bathe the stinky wolf if he's going to sneak into my bed and then play him Mozart until dawn. Obviously. But a fated mate connection is a once-in-a-lifetime bond.

Nevada Baylor runs a small-time detective agency in Houston, Texas, busting scammers, exposing cheaters, and dealing with petty criminals. She's very good at her job–helped by a magical ability to sense when someone tells the truth or lies. But when she's forced into accepting a case to find a radical pyrotechnic who can conjure heat and fire at will, Nevada knows she's out of her league. To bring him to justice, she'll have to join forces with someone who wields an even more dangerous power.

Das Königreich Kerack wird von Kämpfen um den Thron erschüttert. Auf der Suche nach Arbeit reist der Hexer Geralt von Riva dorthin und wird kurz nach seiner Ankunft verhaftet. Die Zauberin Koralle will ihn so zwingen, den Auftrag einer Gruppe von Zauberern anzunehmen. Er soll einen Dämon finden, der in Menschengestalt blutige Massaker verübt. Mit Unterstützung des Troubadours Rittersporn wieder frei, beginnt Geralt eine erotische Affaire mit Koralle und nimmt den Auftrag an.

Two months at Graves Academy, and my life is a mess. The people I thought I could trust are monsters, and those I thought were monsters, well... I was right. Even when I do my best to distance myself from these dangerous men, the push and pull of the stars keeps us tied together. There's no reason an incubus, a vampire, or Zodiac Shifters should have any interest in a human. Only, on the full moon of Pisces and the full moon of Aries, I might have to confront the fact that my incubus professor, my vampire classmate, and my mysterious coworker aren't the ones who have been lying to me.

Bloody, lost, broken. We live to fight another day. But with so much stolen from us, can the fates ever twist in our favour again? My sister and I have been torn apart by shadows and despair, and now we each stand alone.

By day, Mercy Thompson is a car mechanic in the sprawling Tri-Cities of Eastern Washington. By night, she explores her preternatural side. As a shape-shifter with some unusual talents, Mercy’s found herself maintaining a tenuous harmony between the human and the not-so-human on more than one occasion. This time she may get more than she bargained for.

Tareal Vanth, a demi-fae necromancer, was having a regular day of cleaning up bodies, taking out murdering trash, and pissing off local authorities . . . he should have known that peace and quiet wouldn't last in a city like Inferno. Now, an actual Reaper called Elektra is on his doorstep, demanding his help to stop a renegade necromancer from tearing the Veil apart and unleashing an undead army. He wants to tell her that it's not his problem, but Elektra's death magic sings to him like a siren song, and his fae mating instincts are getting more frustrated by the second.

Spring in northern Lower Michigan means morel hunting for the Winchester family … even when Bay Winchester doesn’t want to participate. What Aunt Tillie says goes, though, so the whole family heads out for a day of sun and collecting. What they find is a bit more concerning than mushrooms. A ghostly figure draws Bay’s attention to a young girl running through the woods. When she follows, she finds multiple graves. Multiple small graves. Finding children abandoned in the woods is terrible. What’s worse—how can it be worse?—is that nobody has reported these children missing.

I’ve been on lockdown in the Hidden City for weeks now. Everyone thinks I’m hiding from the Alpha because I disobeyed his orders one too many times. And, well… I have. He’s coming for me; I know that. But he’s also coming for Myf, my mysterious agoraphobic pantry-dwelling Welsh friend, and I can’t let him take her. She’s hiding a dangerous secret—one I need her to share with me so I can protect her.

Benvenuti a Babylon, una tipica e sonnolenta cittadina del sud, dove anni prima la famiglia Larkin ha subito una terribile tragedia. Ora stanno per subirne un'altra: la quattordicenne Margaret Larkin verrà derubata della sua innocenza e della sua vita da un assassino al di là della legge. Ma a Babylon sta accadendo qualcosa di strano: i semafori lampeggiano di un blu inquietante, una mano spettrale scivola fuori dallo scarico di un lavello da cucina, le tombe eruttano dal cimitero locale... E sotto la superficie torbida del fiume, un'entità mutevole, quasi umana, prende lentamente forma.

Rahil Zaman has good reason to keep his distance from the world—and his fangs are only part of that. He hides in his home, acquiring blood through the risky one-night stands he finds on hunter-infested hookup apps. After one such fling turns sour, Rahil ends up trapped in the work shed of the one match he wishes would respond to his flirtations. Finding the hot twink he'd been ghosting inside his work shed was not on Mercer Bloncourt's agenda. But Rahil is not the only intruding presence in Mercer's life.

It's probably our fault your world is doomed if I'm honest. Sorry about that. Sticking with honesty, we're not great at saving people, or ourselves. You should probably pack a bag and head for the hills. You know, just in case... My name is Adam Vex, and I'm definitely not the hero we all need, but along with Zee and Victor, a whole bunch of s*x demons, one shadow beast, a sassy AI bartender, and some uncontrollable gremlins, we're all you've got. Welcome to the end of the world at the SOS Hotel.

Something is wrong with Tom Collins. More wrong than usual. Tom's being nice. I should have known trouble was right around the corner. One attempted murder later, and Reynard is forced to disarm Tom (literally). No bartender means no bar. Zee is grumpy and avoiding me, and the hotel's measly profits are dwindling by the day. Things are not going well. We need our broken, foul-mouthed Tom Collins back. But don't worry. Zee says saving Tom should be a walk in the park for us. Turns out that walk in the park is more like a road to hell. But I've got this.

My big secret is out. Adam Vex may be a tiny bit not human. But it's not so bad. Just so long as Gideon Cain doesn't find out. It's probably best if I keep my head down and stay out of trouble, especially after our "accident" at the vampire chapel. But one little date won't hurt.

The fifth book in the whacky SOS HOTEL series. Closed for gremlin extermination.

Some people are marked for greatness, some have all the luck, and some catch their boyfriend boning his secretary in the middle of the workday. Sick of being replaceable, I throw a dart at a map and ghost the jerk, ready to build a life that can't be packed up in an hour like I never existed at all. My fresh start comes to a bloody halt when I hit a dangerous man with more scars than sense on my way into town, someone that even the hospital is afraid to touch.

Vince prepares to pull off his largest job yet, a heist to steal an artifact containing an ancient evil. Yet another ancient evil stirs much closer to home. Vince's soul egg awakens, and he finds himself face to face with the being residing within it as she makes him an offer he knows he should refuse.

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator. A man powerful enough to defy the heavens. A master of martial arts. A lord of spiritual power. Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck in his body. As Jin, I’m a man of the earth. A wielder of shovels and lord of rice and wheat. And sure, I also had to die and get pulled into another universe to end up here. But guess what? I’m starting to think it was worth it. I’ve somehow managed to get away from it all.