Showing results for "Exiles" in Paranormal

Exiled Charmer Leena Edenfrell is running out of time. Empty pockets forced her to sell her beloved magical beasts - an offense punishable by death - and now there's a price on her head. With the realm's most talented murderer-for-hire nipping at her heels, Leena makes Noc an offer he can't refuse: powerful mythical creatures in exchange for her life. Plagued by a curse that kills everyone he loves, Noc agrees to Leena's terms in hopes of finding a cure.

Cassandra Fortin is a Shrouded Sister no longer, unshackled from her vows. But she's struggling to find her purpose outside the Temple, and her feelings for Tristan are more complicated than ever, given his recently revealed secrets.

A rebellion has been gathering force against the queen. It needs only a spark to gain momentum. It needs me: the secret heir. First, I must survive the Wilds—savage, brutal, and even more dangerous than the queen herself. No one enters its ancient, slithering forests unless they have no better choice. Joined by dragon-shifter Xeno, dragonling Saffron, goblin Pru, and fellow fae-trial contenders, I'm not alone. But every shadow in the Wilds crawls with horrible, giant monsters. Out here, we're no longer just trained warriors. We're prey.

I've spent most of my time on this alien planet alone in the wrecked human ship. Now that I'm living with the other girls and the barbarian warriors at the Cliffs of Uruzai, I'm finding it hard to adjust. These Sea Sand guys are just so... alien. They're nothing compared to the beast that comes stalking out of the shadows of the cliffs one night. He has a snout, claws, and a massive spiked tail. He's more monster than a man, and even worse than that, he claims he has a human mate. When his dark eyes settle on me, I know with a sinking feeling exactly who it is he's been looking for.

Je suis flic, et à part une petite bizarrerie et un sérieux manque de sex-appeal dont je me passerais bien, ma vie est plutôt sympa. Mais un soir tout vole en éclat. Traquée par des types bizarres, je me retrouve baby-sittée par mon nouveau boss, un type beau à tomber aux instincts meurtriers peu rassurants, qui semble éprouver à mon égard une allergie aussi violente qu’inexplicable. Alors, telle Alice, je plonge dans le terrier du lapin blanc ; sauf que, dans mon cas, la curiosité n’y est pour rien : mon imbuvable garde du corps m’y a poussée.