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To enter the woods as a human means death… But I am no mere human. They call me, “witch." As one of the last surviving witches, Faelyn’s sole duty is to keep the protective barriers on the forests where the lykin roam—creatures who can shed flesh for fur—sparing nearby humans from their violent, beastly natures. When she has an unlikely encounter with the rare, primordial spirit of the moon, Faelyn finds herself not only the object of the Wolf King’s desire, but essential to his ability to keep his crown.

I've fought tooth and nail to enter the ranks of knighthood. I deserve to be there. But as a princess, the only place I'm allowed is the training yard. That is until our enemy, Grand Clarak Zarios of Valcor, shows up with an opportunity to save the entire nation from someone in his court trying to dethrone him. It's just what I need to prove my worth.

The elves come for two things: war and wives. In both cases, they come for death. Three-thousand years ago, humans were hunted by powerful races with wild magic until the treaty was formed. Now, for centuries, the elves have taken a young woman from Luella's village to be their Human Queen. To be chosen is seen as a mark of death by the townsfolk. A mark nineteen-year-old Luella is grateful to have escaped as a girl. Instead, she's dedicated her life to studying herbology and becoming the town's only healer. That is, until the Elf King unexpectedly arrives... for her.

Victoria risks everything to leave a dangerous marriage and gain a second chance at life. But when her escape goes awry, she finds herself caught in the embrace of a mysterious siren, forced to choose: temporary salvation or immediate death. Five years later, Victoria is alive—and the world’s finest ship captain. But her debt to the siren looms while her conniving ex has demanded a king’s ransom as the final price of her freedom. Victoria refuses to cause her family to suffer any more on her behalf, and is determined to make things right before her time is up. But that time is cut short.

Katria swore she'd never fall in love. She's seen what "love" means through the cruelty of her family. So when she's married off to the mysterious Lord Fenwood for a handsome price, all Katria wants is a better life than the one she's leaving. Feelings are off the table. But her new husband makes not falling in love difficult. As their attraction begins to grow, so too do the oddities within her new life: strange rules, screams in the night, and attacks by fae that Katria never thought were real.

An Liebe glaubt Katria nicht, dafür hat ihre Familie gesorgt. Und so erwartet sie wenig Gutes, als ihre Stiefmutter sie an den geheimnisvollen Lord Fenwood verschachert. Doch schon bald verspürt Katria eine starke Anziehung, obwohl ihr neues Leben an Fenwoods Seite voll seltsamer Regeln ist. Als sie ungewollt ein magisches Ritual beobachtet, wird Katria in die Fae-Welt entführt. Denn wie sich zeigt, ist ihr Ehemann ein Fae-Prinz – und der rechtmäßige Erbe des Thrones, auf dem ein grausamer König sitzt. Katria hat die Macht, die Fae und ihren Prinzen zu retten ... Aber zu welchem Preis?

A heartwarming tale of terror in the middle of the zombie apocalypse. Meet Sarah and David. Once upon a time, they met and fell in love. But now they’re on the verge of divorce and going to couples’ counseling. On a routine trip to their counselor, they notice a few odd things: the lack of cars on the highway, the missing security guard, and the fact that their counselor, Dr. Kelly, is ripping out her previous client’s throat. Meet the zombies....

It's a bad idea to fake marry your grumpy minotaur boss on reality TV, right? But when ratings are down and he catches me snooping on his computer, I open my big mouth and... well... I might have come up with an idea to rescue the network, but I didn't take into account what it would feel like to be his. Even if it's not real. Now, we're stuck together on a romantic island on my dream honeymoon, with only one bed!

En tant que demoiselle de la forge, Floriane fournit armes et armures aux chasseurs de son hameau afin qu'ils protègent le monde contre les Vampires. Elle sait que telle est sa place... jusqu'à la nuit de la Lune de Sang. Pour sauver son frère du seigneur vampire Ruvan et de ses armées, Floriane se lance dans la bataille. Elle est prête à y laisser sa vie, mais ce n'est pas sa mort que Ruvan désire. C'est Floriane elle-même, car selon lui, elle est la clef qui mettra fin à la malédiction dont souffre son peuple.

Mit jeder neuen Königin fordert der Rotholzthron einen größeren Tribut. Es gibt nur zwei Gründe, warum die Elfen in die Welt der Menschen kommen: Krieg oder Ehefrauen. In beiden Fällen bedeutet ihr Kommen den Tod. Und heute ist es so weit. Früher wurden die Menschen von den Elfen verfolgt – bis das Abkommen geschlossen wurde. Seither bleiben die Menschen unbehelligt, doch dieser Frieden hat seinen Preis: Alle 100 Jahre wählen die Elfen ein Mädchen aus Capton zu ihrer menschlichen Königin. Auserkoren zu werden bedeutet, mit dem Zeichen des Todes versehen zu sein.

The devil’s in the details, and I shouldn’t be surprised to find hell in Las Vegas. Luke doesn’t care that I can’t remember a thing about the deal we made on the night of my bachelorette party. All he cares is that I promised my love, my life, and my obedience to him for all eternity. Obedience? Not my style. I’m not looking to be owned by any man. To make matters worse, I was supposed to be marrying another. But Adam can’t stand against Luke’s strength.

Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to A Dance with the Fae Prince (French Edition) and experience the compelling fae world of romantic fantasy.

Я была обычной писательницей фэнтези, ровно до того момента, как дедлайн не довел меня до...другого мира. Этот мир не нуждается в спасении и совсем не ждет девушку с Земли. Особенно попавшую в тело жены одного темного мага.

Давай поженимся - фантастический рассказ Милены Завойчинской, жанр любовное фэнтези. Когда даешь клятвы вручить свой дар "первому встречному" - уже делаешь глупость. Когда идешь ночью с зеркалом на перекресток гадать - делаешь вторую глупость.