Showing results for "Killing" in Fantasy

I’ve been killing slimes for 300 years, and now…I’m a slime?! …I mean, just inside a pocket sandbox world, though. I’m a bit worried about getting back home, but it’ll be an adventure anyway! This time, I also get my hair cut (no, not because of a breakup), go on a little date with...

Genetically engineered warrior Sephti would go to any lengths to destroy the fae that made her their killing machine. Finally escaping servitude, she has meticulously planned revenge against her former masters, and time is running out. The last thing she needs is to be taken captive by a man who hates the fae as much as she does - and thinks she's one of them. Sephti learns her captor is Koda, an ancient Native American guardian determined to save his people from annihilation by the fae.

We need to speak of the dead. We need to speak for the dead, for they cannot speak for themselves. There are things they would want to say to us if only they could talk. But surely they cannot. No longer can we walk into the next room and find them standing there as they did in life, and hear what they have to say. They are gone. Yet.... Yet they linger. So it is with this girl who’s gone now. Her name, when they still said it aloud, was Isobel.

Sandman Slim investigates Death’s death in this hip, propulsive urban fantasy through a phantasmagoric LA rife with murder, mayhem, and magic. James Stark has met his share of demons and angels, on earth and beyond. Now, he’s come face to face with the one entity few care to meet: Death...

Love destroys. Zaida has lived by that motto for centuries as a siren and the faerie queen’s most lethal assassin. So keeping things strictly professional with the sexy human she’s working with on the FBI’s paranormal task force shouldn’t be a problem. Except it is. Former Army Ranger Zimm isn’t a big fan of love either. Losing everything and everyone will do that to a guy. Keeping his hands off the sword-happy siren who’s helping him track down a murderous demon should be easy. But it isn’t.

Kristi Charish's The Voodoo Killings introduces Kincaid Strange, not your average voodoo practitioner.... For starters, she's only 27. Then there's the fact that she lives in rain-soaked Seattle, which is not exactly Haiti. And she's broke. With raising zombies outlawed throughout the continental USA, Kincaid has to eke out a living running séances for university students with more money than brains who are desperate for guitar lessons with the ghost of a Seattle grunge rocker - who happens to be Kincaid's on-again, off-again roommate.

Three heroes know the danger. In the City of Towers, a tormented mystic and a soldier-wizard try to thwart a monstrous scheme. In the Shadow Marches, a disgraced warrior summons an ancient sect to battle. As a dragon rises, can their struggle succeed? Or will they fall to madness and the music of the Killing Song?

He's tried to ignore them for too long. But the long-simmering conflict between Montana's holding at Coggeshall and the Night Goblins who also occupy the valley is about to boil over. Usually, goblins aren't anything to write home about: an enemy without much size, intellect, or weaponry. But these goblins? Well, that's just not the case. These are goblins with limitless resources, never-before-seen tactics, and horrifying monsters at their disposal. Worst of all, they don't fear death in the slightest. They just might force a good guy to become what he has always struggled to defeat.

In the far Alaskan north, there are places the winter sun cannot reach. Places where light won't shine for months. These are the places we hunt the monsters who feed on fear. So begins the Killing Season. For the next 65 days, we will face the darkness. Some will hunt the aswangs in the ever-night, but I, Ollie Andrews, am here for one purpose: to search for answers to my past. They told us to fear the arctic tundra and the monsters hiding in the deep, dark shadows.

Jayné Heller has discovered the source of her uncanny powers: Something else is living inside her body. She's possessed. Of all her companions, she can only bring herself to confide in Ex, the former priest. They seek help from his old teacher and the circle of friends he left behind, hoping to cleanse Jayné before the parasite in her becomes too powerful. Ex’s history and a new enemy combine to leave Jayné alone and on the run. Her friends, thinking that the rider with her has taken the reins, try to hunt her down, unaware of the danger they’re putting her in.

Silyor 2.0 – lila, hemmungslos, gefährlich. Silyor weiß nicht, wo ihm der Kopf steht. Die Assassinen der Ghosts treiben weiterhin ihr Unwesen, die verschwundenen Kinder bleiben unauffindbar und auch von Kaito fehlt jede Spur – genau wie von Stalker. Nur ein Zufall? Vielleicht. Aber wieso zur Hölle liegt ihm diese üble Vorahnung im Magen? Und warum wird er andauernd mit alten, unheilvollen Legenden konfrontiert? Als auch noch Mithor in Yorkh auftaucht und mit verbotener Magie hantiert, ist Silyor sich wenigstens einer Sache sicher: Zufälle gibt es nicht.

All Lex wanted was to help his good buddy Gryph find his sister and maybe save the world along the way. But everything goes wrong from the start when Lex gets separated from Gryph during their transfer into the Realms. Lost, alone, and forced to live the same day over and over, Lex must defeat the agent of a despotic god, uncover hidden truths about himself, and find his way back to his friend. If he fails the Realms face destruction.

Heloise and her allies are marching on the Imperial Capital. The villagers, the Kipti, and the Red Lords are united only in their loyalty to Heloise, though dissenting voices are many and they are loud. The unstable alliance faces internal conflicts and external strife, yet they’re united in their common goal. But when the first of the devils start pouring through a rent in the veil between worlds, Heloise must strike a bargain with an unlikely ally, or doom her people to death and her world to ruin.

When Alafair Goode lay wounded during his quest to destroy Mordreadth the Great Darkness, a witch magicked and saved the future high king’s life to fulfill his destiny. Thereafter, all born to his line also cannot die, to be only undone by natural death. Decades later, Sylvie Raventress is the devoted apprentice to the master historian stepbrother of the high king. It is a life of scholarly pursuit and privilege where one day she will take her instructor’s place and write her own histories. But beside Alafair’s deathbed, Sylvie and his scions learn a surprising truth.

I’VE BEEN KILLING SLIMES FOR 300 YEARS—AND NOW I’VE BROKEN THE LEVEL CAP?!I never needed to be this strong—all I did was fight a goddess! But life in this world is challenging no matter what your level is. Sandra shot up into a young woman pretty enough to make me jealous, I got lost on...

At level 99, raiding tombs just isn’t the same…Ugh, Pecora is exhausting! When she said she wanted a “fluffy elder sister,” I didn’t think she’d actually turn me into a fox! Sure, I might have caused some trouble at the castle, but it was her fault! And then we went to explore some...

I’ve been single for 300 years—why stop now?My slow life (mis)adventures just won’t stop. Natalie wanted me to go to a mixer with her to help her find a husband (and we did have a wedding, just not the kind you’d expect), Laika participated in a martial arts tournament, and we even went...

When I first came to this world, I said I'd live a carefree, laidback life. Recently, I've been thinking about trading the R&R for quality time with my new family, but... Argh! First, Falfa gets stuck in her (admittedly adorable) slime form, then a witch cons me and gets me involved in a huge...

Dungeons? I’d rather explore none-geon.I’ve been killing slimes for 300 years—and now I’m finally visiting my first dungeon! I didn’t really want to go at first, but after exploring uncharted ruins and collecting hidden treasure, I discovered that the whirlwind life of an...

I've lived in this world killing slimes for 300 years...so when did I turn into a little kid?! I bet it was those mushrooms Halkara cooked... And now everyone in my family is trying to coddle me! Please, cut it out!...