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“Sparks skillfully infuses her writing with a deliciously sharp wit.” —Booklist “Can’t wait for the next book in the series!” —New York Times bestselling author Lynsay Sands Nobody does supernatural love stories featuring virile vampires and sexy shapeshifters better than Kerrelyn...

I'd had it with magic. Me and it were no longer friends. Five years I'd been clean for, not even a taste of the good stuff. No longer a space cadet. Life was quiet, life was good. Life was as boring as a conference on boring hosted by Professor Boring. So, I have to admit, that when I got drawn back into the Hidden world I wasn't as reluctant as I made out. What I wasn't expecting was having to deal with a dragon holding the dwarves' gold hostage, accidentally unleashing a maniac on the city, and fighting for my life as everything goes into free fall.

I'd had less than a week to recover from an incident that left me half-dead. My body was battered and bruised in ways I can't even begin to describe. Dark magic use had consumed me, spat me out a husk of a man. I was little more than flesh and bone, weary to my very soul. So, of course, there was a knock at the door. My smile faded, happy face turning to tears, as Kate - a gorgeous vampire and the woman I lust over at every available opportunity - told me the news. Dark magic came to me as my eyes snapped to black and my tattoos felt fit to burst with energy.

I watched in horror as dark magic sprang from my hand faster than an imp after your socks. I didn't know my name, let alone that I had such power. The man was dead. I panicked. I ran. How was I to know I was a dark magic enforcer, tasked with keeping magic hidden from the world? Yeah, total noob move, I know. But my memory is returning, and the Hidden have given me 24 hours to make amends. Cover it up. Finish the job I was given, or else. Failure isn't an option.

Guess what? I got married! One dark magic enforcer and his hot vampire wife are swapping the madness of this hidden life for a week's honeymoon in Paris. Here's the plan: Lots of sexy times, some fine dining, and a little sightseeing. No beasties, no wizards, no witches, no zombies, no work. Just us. What could possibly go wrong?

The zombie venom entered my bloodstream, the Council HQ was ready to blow, and I was tapped out of magic. With the hunger already on me, wyrmlings closing in, and my body shutting down, I was almost defeated. But where there's life, there's hope. I had a family, I had friends, and I had the chance at a future. All I had to do was find a cure before I became one of the undead, destroy the maniacs after me and my boss, and life would be peachy, right? Wrong.

I'd been gone for a year, incarcerated in a hidden prison. The verdict was guilty; the punishment, death. Invoking the Law, I've got my freedom until my sentence is carried out. Three days, then I'm history. Gone, not even a memory. Wiped from the collective consciousness of those that knew, even loved me. Magic drives me on as I try to right so many wrongs committed in the name of justice.

Take one wizard - that's me - add a hot female vampire, give them a nice place in the country and what do you get? Paradise. Heaven on earth. So, of course, someone decided to go spoil it. No, it wasn't me, not this time. The Hidden world is in chaos, and apparently I'm the one that's supposed to deal with it! Smart trolls, even smarter vampires - and not the nice ones like Kate - witches on the rampage, inebriated gremlins, and imps intent on causing nuclear Armageddon, they have all combined to ruin my perfect life.

Her sudden disappearance leaves the Crones in turmoil, sparking a fervent quest to find her. Amidst the search, Ingrid's ancestral ties to the Clochar raise further questions. Meanwhile, Marjie is grappling with some family secrets of her own. As the water Crone, her journey demands a plunge into depths unknown, challenging the limits of her courage and revealing the strength of her heart.

A hundred years I've waited for this, my chance for revenge. To confront and kill the person who murdered my parents and caused such unbearable heartache. Tokyo has other ideas. As neon burns my retinas, and bizarre, utterly foreign Hidden try to thwart me at every turn, I lose control. Obsessed, single-minded, and utterly deranged, I sink deeper and deeper into a desperate madness as I chase across the megalopolis seeking vengeance. I'm not called Black Spark for nothing, and my nemesis is going to pay for her crimes.

Was tut man, wenn sich ein Fremder direkt vor deiner Nase in seine Bestandteile auflöst? Diese Frage stellte sich Steve schon, als er elf Jahre alt war.

Jeremy Marsh, periodista especializado en desenmascarar fraudes con apariencia de hechos sobrenaturales, viaja a Boone Creek, una pequeña localidad de Carolina del Norte, en busca de la causa real que se esconde detrás de unas apariciones fantasmagóricas en el cementerio del pueblo.

“What do you do when a stranger disintegrates right in front of you?” wondered 11-year-old Steve, to whom this had just happened. Two decades later, Steve is a physicist, but he still struggles with the consequences of this mysterious experience. When everything is at stake, he must use all his expertise to find the truth – not just to save the world, but to save the one he loves. But the deeper he digs, the more he risks – not just his sanity, but his life. Life takes a dramatic turn for Steve, his friends and enemies as they delve deeper into a secret that could change everything.