Showing results for "Perfect" in Fantasy

Peaches is a nature pixie. Fully bonded to his orchard, he can only leave his land for a finite time. Plants, soil, daylight, and every living thing Mother Nature has on tap flow like liquid sunshine through Peaches' lively veins. Lucroy Moony was born into his vampiric second life over six hundred years ago. Death and darkness fill Lucroy's body with borrowed blood. Pixies and vampires couldn't be more different, and yet, Lucroy and Peaches find themselves drawn together time and again. But vampire myth cautions that pixie blood is deadly, and Lucroy's willing to put that tale to the test.

Pixies are supposed to be petite, beautifully lithe creatures with gossamer wings. Sporting luscious, ombre pink hair and fluttering pink wings, Phil meets two out of three of those criteria. At over six feet tall, no one would dare call Phil petite. As a home-and-hearth pixie, Phil yearns to find a home and family he can bond to. When no one's willing to hire a pixie of his stature, Phil is forced to find work elsewhere. Turns out, pixies make terrible bouncers.

Wendall Galen never expected to wake up reanimated as a zombie. Then again, he never expected to be murdered either. Wendall's second life is far better than his past human life. Unfortunately, the diluted bit of fairy DNA he didn't know existed interferes with his reanimation. With his body deteriorating, Wendall's second life is destined to be a short one. Queen Silvidia might have discovered Wendall's living life too late, but she won't let the last remaining descendant of her beloved, deceased brother perish.

I wanted to opt out. Instead, I matched with them. I’m not the perfect omega—not like my twin sister, who’s poised, polished, and basically made to be claimed by a top-tier pack. Me? I’d rather eat street corn in peace, start my own quilt shop, and avoid arrogant alphas with championship egos at all costs. But thanks to a glitch (or maybe a scheme), I end up matched with four celebrity Alphaball players who didn’t want an omega… and definitely weren’t expecting me.

Growing up as a foster kid wasn't easy, but Adrienne White was lucky enough to have a loving family to call her own. Now, she's ready to pay their kindness forward and help a dying planet by being a surrogate. Going to Daeria will also give her the fresh start she desperately needs. What she doesn't expect is the alien planet's magic to wake up powers within her when she arrives. Four men. One woman. Adrienne was definitely not expecting to find four mates. Tempers are bound to flare when such very different personalities are in love with the same woman.

When junior cupid Abby Angellini, fresh from Cupid Academy, heads to Sin City, she runs smack into her idol. Sabine Goddard is the one cupid who has a faultless record when it comes to slinging arrows and bringing people together. The stats for her own love life, however, aren't nearly as great.

Recruited by the Magical Usage Council, Phlox—who is now Agent Frost—is a pixie with a mission, and he's not afraid to place himself in mortal danger to eradicate the latest pixie trafficking ring. Despite being King Lucroy Moony's second-in-command, Leon McMillan's second life has become dangerously monotonous. For a vampire, boredom is as deadly as a stake to the heart. Three hundred years of existence has taken a mental toll—one that will eventually lead Leon into the sun's deadly embrace. Leon needs a life raft; he just never imagined it in the form of a pushy pixie.

Алис, помнишь мы вчера спьяну тесто замесили? Я еще загадала, чтоб из него настоящий мужчина получился. Ну, как в Колобке. Марусь, и ради этой фигни ты звонишь в такую рань? Совесть имей. Тут вот какое дело, замялась я, подбирая слова. Тесто пропало, а у меня посреди кухни спит голый красавчик-атлет! Да ну? Абсолютно голый?

As a social pixie and host of a popular TV show, Parsnip desperately needs to fool everyone into believing he's that same, stunningly colorful creature. Warlock-made charms are all Parsnip needs to keep up the rouse. But the financial cost is high, and each activated charm steals more of his life force. Despite this, Parsnip is willing to pay any price. After all, who would want a faded pixie?