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I earned my spot in my all-male pack and won over my new Alpha, Liam Kolane. Yet my place among the Boulders and at Liam’s side is compromised. First, when my cousin claims I helped him devise his Machiavellian plot against the pack. And then, when August Watt, my childhood friend turned Marine comes home. Although August’s plan was to pledge himself to his new Alpha and return to active duty, he finds himself incapable of leaving.

If I were mortal, the epitaph on my tombstone would read: ‘Here lies Isla Ríhbiadh, cherished daughter of Fallon and Lorcan, crown princess of Luce, and blunderer like no other.’ Luckily, I’m an immortal shifter sorceress, so my countless slipups haven’t resulted in my untimely demise. Yet. When my latest blunder lands me in the steam chamber of a very naked and very irritable Faerie king, I worry the pointy-eared Glacin will dispose of my body under six feet of solid ice. Instead, he suggests we get married.

Naya est une jeune Plumable parfaite sous tous rapports. Adam, lui, un jeune ange arrogant qui défie les règles. Ils sont nés le même jour et leurs plumes à tous deux sont noires. Tout les oppose, bien que leurs âmes aient été liées bien avant leur naissance. Mais ils ne le savent pas encore... " Fait Angélique numéro 100 : Avoir des ailes ne rend pas noble, cela permet simplement de voler. " Naya et Adam ont en commun des ailes noires, le même jour d'anniversaire et des pères aussi proches que des frères. Mais rien d'autre. Elle est la fille adorée d'un archange.

Les sorcières sont parmi nous. Dans l'ombre, elles nous protègent de dangers que nous, simples mortels, pouvons à peine imaginer. Et cela dure depuis des siècles. Pourtant, le plus grand péril viendra de l'intérieur, de leur cercle même, le Royal Coven. Car un jeune sorcier aux capacités extraordinaires a été capturé par les autorités et semble menacer l'existence du cercle. Niamh, Ciara, Helena, Leonie et Elle, amies depuis l'enfance et puissantes sorcières, sauront-elles empêcher le monde de sombrer ? La vie d'une sorcière moderne n'a jamais été simple... mais elle est sur le point de devenir apocalyptique.

Bevor ein Orakel meine königliche Zukunft vorhersagte, hätte ich mir nie vorstellen können, dass ich über die Rundung meiner Ohren hinauswachsen würde. Schließlich war ich der magielose Halbling, der von Bestien geliebt, aber von allen reinen Feen am Hof ​​verabscheut wurde. Also ... von allen bis auf einer. Dante Regio, Prinz von Luce, besaß mein Herz, seit er mir meinen ersten Kuss gegeben hatte. Wenn das Sammeln eiserner Relikte mir helfen könnte, den derzeitigen Monarchen zu stürzen und seinen Bruder zu krönen, damit er an meiner Seite regiert, dann würde ich mich sofort auf die Schatzsuche begeben.

Leigh, vingt ans, est une jeune Plumable qui doit récupérer toutes les plumes de ses ailes pour devenir un véritable ange. Il ne lui reste plus qu'un mois pour accomplir sa mission. Elle accepte donc de réformer l'âme Jarod Adler, vingt-cinq ans, chef de la mafia parisienne et pécheur de la pire espèce. Si Leigh parvient à convaincre Jarod d'accomplir une seule bonne action, elle a une chance de gagner cent plumes, plus qu'il n'en faut pour accéder à Elysium, la terre des anges. Ce dont elle ne se doute pas, c'est que le charme ténébreux de Jarod va lui coûter des plumes.

Until an oracle predicted my regal future, I'd never imagined myself rising above the curve of my round ears. After all, I was the magicless halfling loved by beasts but loathed by every pure-blooded faerie at court. Well...by all but one.

There were three things I was certain about. I would never commit murder. I would never strike another bargain. I would never spurn the man I loved to marry the man I loathed. But I murdered, I bargained, and then… I married.

When my father, the King of Neverra, forced my hand into the Cauldron to cement a political alliance with the Farrows, I thought my night couldn’t get any worse. But lo and behold, it did. On top of being engaged to Remo Farrow, the rudest fae in my kingdom, I now have to repay a bargain I struck to get out of trouble. A bargain that sends me hurtling into a world of trouble. A world I didn’t even know existed, unwelcoming and wicked, and forever changing; a world where my powers—all of them—fail me.

I was locked out of Neverra—a death sentence for faeries born on the isle. Unless I found a way back home, the fire in my veins would extinguish, and with it, my life. That was how I ended up stuck on Earth, with for only companion, a grumpy hunter who hated me for what I was and what I'd done. If I'd known marking him would carry my voice into his mind, I would've kept my magic to myself. No… that wasn't true. I would've marked him sooner. After all, I was mute, so no one had ever heard my voice, until him.

I wasn’t the sort of girl who believed in fairytales, let alone tales about faeries. But that changed the day Faeries came to my small town and Hunters rose from their graves. On that fateful day, I received a book, a peculiar collection of myths and legends. Turns out it was so much more than stories. And just as I was on the verge of unlocking its secrets, it was stolen from me by someone I called a friend. Now, I don’t know who to turn to, who to trust. All I know is that there are two sides, and I am straddling the great divide because I am both Faerie and Hunter.

Staying away from my lakeside hometown was the plan, but Mom died suddenly. Dad said she suffered a stroke after she dug up one of the ancient Native American graves in our backyard. Creepy, I know. Creepier still, there was no corpse inside the old coffin, only fresh rose petals. As we made preparations for her burial, unnervingly odd and beautiful newcomers poured into my small town. A coroner with emerald eyes and black hair, much too young for the job. An arrogant blond socialite, who lived to get under my skin. And a tattooed Native man, who wasn’t supposed to be alive.

Cora, the principal’s gloomy goth daughter, is not exactly popular Duke Meyer’s type. Still, Duke finds himself inexplicably drawn to her dark eyes and mysterious manner. She makes it clear she doesn’t return his admiration, but when a burst appendix lands Duke in the hospital, he and Cora will be forced to come together by the most unlikely intermediary: her eight-year-old brother, Jaime.

The only downside to Joshua Cooper's investigation of a mob runner is not being able to discuss it with his two best friends, 19-year-old twins, Aster and Ivy Redd. However, when Ivy sells one of her quilts to the mob runner, and Aster hits him with her car in a motel parking lot, they become entangled in his investigation. The FBI even believes the twins could knowingly be involved with the mob. Joshua will do everything he can to disprove their suspicion and nail the true criminal.