Showing results for "Captives" in Fantasy

The day I started seeing ghosts, my life went to s--t. Too bad the Fates don't hand out gift receipts because, respectfully, I'd like a refund. Unfortunately, those meddlesome hags aren't even close to being done with me. A powerful, destructive creature is on the prowl and threatens the existence of the universe. The only way to stop the creature is with equal destructive power. That's where I come in. Not that I have any kind of destructive power of my own. That would have been way too cool. Instead, I've been tasked with acting as a supernatural dog walker for an equally powerful creature.

Held captive in the heart of a vampire empire, her freedom stripped and blood claimed, Reyna survives the only way she knows how—hope. Hope that she'll find a way to escape. Hope that she'll be reunited with Beckham. Hope that when she gets out of here, love will be waiting on the other side. Except escape isn't salvation. It's only the beginning.

The Bloodstone imprisoned Sol. They want the power behind her birthmark. She wants to stop them from attaining their dark gifts. As she fights to free herself, she discovers a magic she never wanted. Each day, it whispers broken promises in her ears. Promises that make her question her people, the Bloodstone, and the fractured bond she shares with her husband. One question rises above the rest: Is she Kyanite or Bloodstone? The answer may lead her down a path she never wants to flee. Or it may write her fate in the sands, leaving her no choice but to escape.

Enslaved for years by a powerful crime lord, Bryn has been forced to harness her elemental magic to create vile potions that have harmed countless supernaturals. When the compound she's called home is attacked, Bryn escapes and tastes freedom for the first time in more than a decade. But when the sins of her past race to catch up with her, she realizes a taste might be all the freedom she's destined for. Bryn's unusually strong earth magic puts a target on her back, and when she's hit with a deadly curse, her only hope comes in the form of four dangerously sexy supernaturals.

Falling into another world and getting captured by an arrogant, shadow-wielding fae prince wasn't on my to-do list. Neither was being told I'm his soulmate, or discovering that behind the glamor of a beautiful, violet-haired prince stood a seven-foot-tall winged beast. Stabbing him seemed like the best option. But the Prince of Shadows needs to be betrothed to avoid being sold to a goddess by his father, and he's desperate enough to make a deal: access to the glittering world of the fae nobility in return for pretending to be his mate.

His identity now revealed, Damen must face his master, Prince Laurent, as Damianos of Akielos, the man Laurent has sworn to kill. On the brink of a momentous battle, the future of both their countries hangs in the balance. In the south, Kastor's forces are massing. In the north, the Regent's armies are mobilizing for war. Damen's only hope of reclaiming his throne is to fight together with Laurent against their usurpers.

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.

Cassandra Fortin has been taken by her enemies, locked away at the edge of the world, and separated from everyone she loves. But when a chance encounter offers her the opportunity to fight for her life, she seizes it despite insurmountable odds. She'll need every ounce of her new strength, not to mention her new friends and evolving power, to win the day—and her freedom.

No one in Sherwood wanted me until they did. My life was perfectly on track until the night my parents died. A car crash ripped them away from me and flung me into the grips of my greedy foster father, John. Now I'm fixing cars for minimum wage and trying to lay low until my 21st birthday, when my inheritance—and freedom—will finally be mine.

I spend my days healing those forced to battle in my stepbrother's arena and my nights hiding. I've resigned myself to the fact that with my burn scars, I'll never find love. Until my stepbrother commands me to heal his latest acquisition—an orc who was severely injured during capture. I've only heard of orcs, but I do my best to heal him and prepare him for the battles he'll soon face. As I care for Dakur's wounds, we exchange glances that slowly grow heated. It's not long before I'm falling in love for this gruff, stoic warrior who's as trapped here as me.

His name is Khazaar Drasurq. He is different from all the other men she knows. He is dangerous. He is unpredictable. To Cassie, he is the most desirable man she has ever laid eyes on. For Khazaar, on the other hand, she exists only to secure the survival of his race. She is a little cog in the big plan the possessive Alien lord is following. As Cassie is thrown into his dangerous world, she soon realizes that she desperately needs something only he can give her. His protection.

I was a dead king's sacrificial bride, until his murderer claimed me as his. Zabriel invaded my country of Maledin on the back of a monstrous, fire-breathing dragon and took me prisoner. The lethal Zabriel towers over me in steel plate armor, and he could easily crush the life out of me-but the Flame King isn't interested in harming me. Instead, he destroys everyone who has hurt me in a storm of fire and vengeance.

At odds with his family and on the run, Lord Cyril is taken prisoner and held in a gloomy mountain fortress—which he brightens up quite a bit, thank you. His captor wants him to be quiet and not cause any trouble, but who cares? Cyril may need the mysterious highwayman to quell his dawn magic and keep him sane, but he's overbearing, sardonic, and unpleasant. Mostly. Except when Cyril can't live without his touch, or his voice, or his rare smile.

Princess Adelaide has been missing for years. And that's exactly the way she wants it. Haunted by her past, not even the curse that entraps her is enough to make her long for her old home. But her past finds her anyway, in the form of a handsome prince from her childhood. Adelaide doesn't want to let Gabe in, but a sinister force is spreading fear throughout her new kingdom, and only Gabe has the will to help her. Adelaide can't refuse his assistance - not when the evil might soon ensnare much more than a solitary princess.

The alpha of the Crawley Pack may have ruined our lives and wedged an undeniable divide between Malone and I, but I will do anything in my power to bring him back to me. Even if that means binding my witch side and becoming a full werewolf. In my quest to find a witch powerful enough to break my curse, I inadvertently destroy my enemy and almost break myself. I swore to bring Malone back to me and my efforts are rewarded when he swears to protect me always. We will have the ceremony and finally be united.

Gwen, second of the 12 princesses of Ituria, has given up on happy endings. After a neighboring kingdom's heir stole her heart and then disappeared four years ago, she buried her heartache and vowed to serve her sisters. Her most recent mission: to arrange a match with her sister Hazel and the lost heir's youngest brother.

New York City lawyer Donna has a firm grasp on reality. But when an old woman’s golden spindle sends her back in time—and straight into a fierce Viking jarl’s bed—she thinks it’s all a delicious dream. Seeing Donna appear out of thin air, Sigurd believes she’s a goddess…and he sets about worshipping her in the sexiest ways possible. But when she tries to leave, he takes her captive, unwilling to lose any advantage she may bring in an upcoming battle.

Confined in close quarters, a human woman and a demon are forced to share their truths and confront their aversions to intimacy in the first of Falling for Demons.