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“It isn’t easy to write a protagonist that blends the best qualities of Anita Blake and Stephanie Plum, but Kim Harrison carries it off with style. This is a fun book! Read it!” — Jim Butcher, #1 New York Times Bestselling Author In the Hollows, the vampires come out to play… and...

Eine magische Metropole verborgen in einer Pfälzer Kleinstadt. Eine Bäckerin, die zu jedem Mordfall gerufen wird. Aëlis hat sich mit ihrer magischen Eidechse Gurke und als Bäckerin im Werwolf-Gasthaus mittlerweile gut in Schrakenheim eingelebt. Wäre da nur nicht dieses Problem, denn immer noch hängt Teresa im Magierdolch fest. Doch noch bevor sie den Befreiungsversuch unternehmen können, bricht in Schrakenheim das reinste Hexenchaos los, das die Besenreiterinnen Aëlis schon vor die Füße fallen. Ein Hexentanz wurde anberaumt. Jedoch überlebt eine der Hexen das Ritual nicht!

Rachel Morgan must keep her friends close—and her enemies closer—in the next Hollows novel from #1 New York Times bestselling author Kim Harrison. Rachel Morgan, witch-born demon, has one unspoken rule: take chances, but pay for them yourself. With it, she has turned enemies into allies...

They took my Merlin license away. To get it back, I must complete the witch trials. Okay, so I have to pass a few magical trials. No big deal. Right? Wrong. The trials are treacherous, ominous, and deadly. I'm not prepared for such brutal, magical tests, but I can't stop. Stopping means failure, and too many people are counting on me. But then the worst happens. While I'm trying to focus on the trials, the local baker in Hollow Cove is poisoned and killed. And someone I care about is blamed.

Lisa Sheehan is a struggling musician working among the smoky pits and hollows of the underground music scene. But the prospect of her band’s success is soured when their fans start turning up dead in a forest outside town. At the same time, Lisa’s sleep becomes haunted by disturbing dreams and memories that aren’t her own. Can the murders in Lisa’s 20th century life be linked to events in the 17th century? To a web of sorcery and betrayal spanning nearly 400 years?

A human, a hellhound, and an archangel walk into a bar...sounds like the first line to a joke, right? Only it's no joke. It's my damned life. Witches are running riot. Shifters are on the hunt. Demons are eating humans. There's a new drug on the street. Sigil is dark and deadly to the paranormal kind, opening up their second sight, urging them to maim, torture, and kill. And the bodies are piling up.

It's the annual Night Festival in Hollow Cove, a paranormal festival extravaganza that lasts for five nights and features a multitude of powerful faces in our paranormal circles. There's only one little problem. Someone ends up dead. And I'm the one accused of murder. As my life spirals down the crapper once again, things between me and Marcus are even more confusing than ever before - hot - but ridiculously confusing. And to add to my wondrous good fortune - something or someone is trying to kill me.

Okay, so I'm in trouble. Big trouble. I'm broke. Worse, my boyfriend of five years just dumped me. What do I do? I move in with my three eccentric aunts in their family home, Davenport House. Sounds exciting, only this massive farmhouse likes to eat men. If I were a regular human, I would have run out screaming like a banshee. As a witch - I do absolutely nothing. Hey, maybe they deserved it? I'm back in Hollow Cove, the flamboyant paranormal community, where nymphs, werewolves, trolls, shifters, witches, and other paranormals live comfortable lives away from prying human eyes.

I was engaged. Okay, so I wasn't technically engaged. But I did fantasize about it. A lot. Okay, all the time. No need to pretend. The only problem here was when couples got engaged, there was usually a proposal of sorts, an exchange of promises, and a mutual agreement to spend the rest of their lives together. But three weeks have now passed since the night I found that black box with that pretty ring, and still, the chief hasn't proposed. But I've got worse problems. A mysterious and ominous curse spreads across our town, and we don't know who's responsible or why it's happening.

Lucifer took my magic. Okay, so technically, Derrick the incubus douche took it, but he was Lucifer's guy and following orders. Still, I can't be a witch or a Merlin without magic. Can my life get any worse? Of course, it can. As I try to adjust and accept life without a drop of magic in my veins, Marcus disappears. Well, not exactly, more like he ghosts me. He's not returning my calls or my texts. Just when I think I finally have my love life on track, it gets derailed, and my heart is slowly torn apart.

Privatermittlerin Lucy hat sich auf übernatürliche Fälle spezialisiert. Und von denen gibt es so einige in Berlin, wo Geister in den Plattenbauten spuken und Kobolde den Kiez unsicher machen. Den Auftrag vom Pergamon-Museum, mythische Artefakte zu überprüfen, hält sie für eine leichte Sache. Als sie ausgerechnet die zwei gefährlichsten als Fälschungen identifiziert, wird Lucy auf einmal verdächtigt, die echten gestohlen zu haben. Gejagt von der Polizei heftet sie sich an die Fersen der Diebe, um ihre Unschuld zu beweisen.

I should be happy for her. Right? But I'm not. Because I know this Derrick character is bad news. Call it my witchy instincts, but I'm convinced something is seriously off with the guy. So how do I prove it to my aunt? The pressure is on as I only have four days to figure it out before the wedding—yes, four days until Beverly says, "I do" to that slimy b-----d. As the clues start to come together, I have to wade through a pack of lies to get to the truth and find out who Derrick Baudelaire really is—and what he's hiding.

We killed someone.... Okay, not exactly the news I wanted to hear from my aunts. But here it was. Now, what the hell was I supposed to do with it? Just when I thought I could finally get a well-deserved break from the s--tshow I'd been living for the past months, I get hit with this. To make matters worse, an investigator starts snooping around Hollow Cove, asking questions about my aunts. If they're found guilty of this murder, it's a one-way ticket to Grimway Citadel - the witch prison.

Never in my 30 years did I think my new normal would be a gig as a soul collector's assistant - slave really - where I help stockpile souls from the miserable mortals who sell them to him. The demon thinks he can control me, but I plan on doing things differently...my way. But we all know it's never that easy or that simple, especially in my life.

Privatdetektivin Lucy hat sich auf übernatürliche Fälle spezialisiert. Und von denen gibt es so einige in Berlin, wo es von übersinnlichen Phänomenen nur so wimmelt. Denn vor dreißig Jahren ließ die Strahlung einer Bombe den Aberglauben der Menschen lebendig werden. Heute brüten Dschinns in Kreuzberger Shisha-Cafés, Feen tanzen in Friedrichshainer Clubs, und Hipster-Kobolde sind die Herren der Kneipen von Neukölln.

A simple case - or it should be. But all clues point to the Toot Hansell Women’s Institute, and Detective Inspector Adams is about to discover there’s much more to the W.I. than just bake sales and jam-making. Alice Martin knows the ladies of the W.I. are not guilty. But she has a bigger problem. Toot Hansell has a large and dragonish secret, and she needs to keep the police well away from it. Beaufort Scales, High Lord of the Cloverly dragons, knows even better than Alice that the modern dragon only survives as long as no one knows they exist.

Sir Edward Barnham, ein verschrobener Adeliger und Liebhaber des Übersinnlichen, lädt zu einer okkultistischen Sitzung auf seinem Landsitz ein. Als die illustre und feine Gesellschaft die Sitzung eröffnet und in eine Kristallkugel blickt, geschieht das Unfassbare: Einer der Gäste wird - von einer Hand gepackt - in eine andere Dimension gezogen.

1460: Ismay Deacon, caught between sides in the War of the Roses, tries to hide away in her ancestral home, Havencross. But when word gets out that she has a child, and speculation on who the father might be, Ismay has to make a terrible choice to protect her son. The Deacon family disappears, but there are rumors of a fair-haired, unsmiling ghost of a boy haunting the halls of Havencross.

Micke är deppig. Han har precis gjort slut med sin flickvän efter sju år tillsammans. För att muntra upp honom ordnar hans kompisar en vildmarksweekend i den lilla byn Mossfors, djupt inne i Norrlands inland. Snart inser de att allt inte är som det ska i de norrländska skogarna. De ser saker de inte kan förklara. Husdjur försvinner för att senare hittas döda.

In Jütland verschwinden zwei Touristen während einer Wattwanderung spurlos. Polizist Peer Estrup geht der Vermisstenanzeige nach und trifft dabei auf Aktivistin Elly Østergard, die einem riesigen Umweltskandal auf der Spur ist. Wenig später tauchen Leichenteile im Watt auf. Offenbar wurden die beiden Touristen nach ihrem Tod in Säure aufgelöst. Doch was auf den ersten Blick wie ein perfides Gewaltverbrechen anmutet, entpuppt sich als ein schreckliches, übernatürliches Phänomen. Die Natur schlägt erbarmungslos zurück und verwandelt das dänische Wattenmeer in eine bestialische Todesfalle.