Showing results for "The Damned" in Fantasy

Salem, Massachusetts. The home of magic. The hell of the damned. The place where I rest until the end of time. There is only one way for me to wake from my coma. My beloved must find me and feed me her blood before I turn to ash. It's a rarity for a vampire to meet his blood mate. I knew when the coma took me, I'd die. In the dark. Alone. Until Maven Wildes buys my estate. Her presence at the house wakes my spirit. But not my mind.

One demon. One angel. A relationship that's failed so many times. Could it really be just one human they've been missing?

What could be worse than getting tricked by a demon and sucked into the fiery pit of doom? Discovering that the demon who captured your soul is also the devastatingly sexy twin of the man who still has your heart. Someone please get me some water. It's getting hot in here.

My afterlife has sunk to a new level of desperate, all because some badass demon banished my friends to the fourth dimension of the fiery pit. When I signed up for this rescue mission, nobody told me about the bugs, hives, and sweltering heat. That I could handle. Add to that a sinfully sexy boyfriend with serious ex-fiancee issues, three temperamental giants, a psychotic demon dentist, and a really hungry soul-sucking dragon, and this trip to Hell has become the trip from Hell.

Просила новую жизнь? Получай. А то, что она в новом мире, с нелюбимым мужем и отвратительной репутацией - это твоя вина, нужно было чётче формулировать желания. А теперь сожми зубы, возьми в попутчики Оптимизм и Везение и карабкайся наверх, Матильда Волкова, жена проклятого князя....

Невеста из проклятого рода - фантастический роман Кристи Костровой, жанр любовное фэнтези, юмористическое фэнтези. Хорошо, что у меня есть дар огня. Плохо, если он запечатан проклятьем. Еще хуже, что именно от меня зависит благополучие всего рода.

»Er glaubt, ich wäre seine Rettung. Aber ich werde sein Untergang sein.« In dem von Dämonen bedrohten Königreich Lethia hält sich Gestaltwandlerin Scarlett mit Diebstählen über Wasser. Als sie bei einem Einbruch in die königlichen Gemächer erwischt wird, scheint ihr Schicksal besiegelt. Doch ausgerechnet in jener Nacht wird die Verlobte des Königs ermordet, und statt Scarlett hinrichten zu lassen, bietet König Ren ihr einen Deal an: Sie darf leben, wenn sie mithilfe ihrer Magie in die Rolle seiner künftigen Ehefrau schlüpft.

Его зовут Гаррет Маккивер, и он ликан. Проклятый, последний из бессмертных. Вот уже семь с лишним веков он верой и правдой служит королевскому роду заклинателей, защищая их ценой собственной жизни. И однажды наступает тот переломный момент, когда он должен будет для себя решить, что важнее: честь и долг.

What do you get when you combine a three-headed monster named Charles; a rotund, gay, dancing Demon named Doug; a culinary disaster baked by Mother Nature; a celibate premarital councilor named Jeff; an offer from Satan that's impossible to refuse; and Steve Perry? You get the royal wedding from hell - or, to be more accurate, possibly in hell. All I want to do is marry the Vampyre of my dreams, with my closest friends and family in attendance. Yep, I know nuptials in the undead world are unheard of, but I'm still hanging on to my humanity if only by a thread.

Vampyres don't exist. They absolutely do not exist. At least I didn't think they did 'til I tried to quit smoking and ended up Undead. Who in the hell did I screw over in a former life that my getting healthy equates with dead? Now I'm a Vampyre. Yes, we exist whether we want to or not. However, I have to admit, the perks aren't bad. My girls no longer jiggle, my ass is higher than a kite, and the latest Prada keeps finding its way to my wardrobe.

Welcome to Hell. Literally. The Hell where the Prince of Darkness is hotter than Hades, Hell Hounds smell like brownies, and the Seven Deadly Sins are addicted to Facebook.... Not to mention the soundtrack in the Underworld is Journey. For real. I should have known no good could come from offing my parents in the space of 20 minutes no matter how psychotic and evil they were....

Welcome to my own personal hell. Name: Heathcliff. Occupation: Vampyre Warrior - one of the deadliest in the world. I plan. I fight. I win. Always. However, it's never taken me this damned long to get what I want before. Only I would be blessed with a Vampyre mate I'd have to chase for two centuries. The chemistry between us is steamy, and the sex is sizzling, but I want more - I want it all. Now, just as I'm finally wearing Raquel down, I find I have competition, not for my mate's hand but for her very existence.

A movie deal for the devil's autobiography slash romance? Priceless. Maybe I should choose George Clooney to play me in the movie.... No. Too gray. As much as I can't see anyone playing me but me, I have far more important issues on my agenda - like finding the woman who stole my soul. Well, not exactly stole.... I might have made the switch and taken hers, but the siren Elle Rinoa has my soul nonetheless. Maybe Brad Pitt would be a good Lucifer.... No. Too blond.

Проклятие снято, и моя магия свободна. Однако появилась новая проблема: стихии выдали меня замуж, не спрашивая согласия! Теперь мои руки украшают брачные татуировки, а наши с Эйданом ауры связаны. Но я вольна сама выбирать свою судьбу! И с новоиспеченным мужем обязательно разберусь!

Getting blackmailed sucks. Getting blackmailed by Satan into ghost writing his autobiography/romance really sucks - hard.

Mixing heaven and hell on my cousin's famous birthday seemed like such a brilliant idea. I wanted my baby's first Christmas to be special - memorable. I'd like to chalk my heinous idea up to having been falling-down drunk, but that won't fly, as it's insanely difficult for a Vampyre to tie one on. So instead I'll deal with obscene gifts from relatives, kidnapped rock stars, and catering by Mother Nature.