Showing results for "The Fox" in Fantasy

What should you do when you're outfoxed? Kenzie is the only non-witch in her family. When her younger sister's powers end up stripped from her, Kenzie promises to find a way to get them back - after all she has a very specific set of skills....

Death awaits those who get caught in the Wild Hunt, and only a magical veil protects the people of Penumbra from the monsters coming for them. So when a beast threatens to destroy the veil, Mia Clementine must break her vows of sorcery and use her magic to fight him, or risk losing everyone she loves. But the beast isn't what he seems, and now the fae king owns her soul. Dragged into his mythical land, she must unravel the curse that turned him into a monster in order to regain her freedom—or die trying.

As a woman of science, I am an unabashed, agnostic atheist—until I meet my first angel. Aziel, with big, beautiful wings, claims he's here to stop humanity from being annihilated. Sounds impressive, but I have questions. Full of arrogance and demands, he wants access to my life's work while blaming me for the coming apocalypse. It seems my innocuous signal seeking life beyond our galaxy succeeded. Someone heard my invitation, and now the world is in grave danger. At least according to Aziel.

Liches are almost gone, only a handful of us left. I must marry to keep my race from extinction, yet how? No living female will ever stoop so low as to marry a lich. People fear us. They say we are the harbingers of death, bad luck, rot, and decomposition. In one last bid to carry out my duty, I request a wife through the Temple. She turns out to be a neglected, sickly thing with trembling hands and downcast eyes, seeking an arranged marriage out of despair. And she's perfect.

A career military man, Viktor lives for the next mission - and his collection of weapons - but a raid on an experimental lab makes him an unwilling protector, mostly because he can't peel Renee off. A cold-blooded croc, he never intended to settle down, but he didn't count on a foxy lady warming his heart.

The Beast had Belle. Killian Black has me. How I got here doesn’t matter, even though he says it does. Says it was my choice. He doesn’t get it, though. It wasn’t ever a choice for me. And now, he’s changing the rules. The agreement was one month. For 30 days, I’d be his. He’s no longer satisfied with my body alone, though. He wants my soul, too. Wants every part of me. And even though I can pretend I’m safe when I lie beneath him, this man does something to me. Something wicked. A thing that will break me.

Viele Jahre dachte Marlow, dass der geheimnisvolle Schattendämon, den sie liebt, nicht echt sei. Doch Caliban ist nicht nur real, sondern auch der Prinz der Hölle – und er schwebt in tödlicher Gefahr. Um ihn zu retten, muss Marlow in die Heimat ihrer Vorfahren zurückkehren: das Pantheon der nordischen Götter. An diesem Ort ist Blutsverwandschaft noch lange keine Garantie für Loyalität und die Grenzen zwischen Göttern und Dämonen verschwimmen. Aber niemand hat gesagt, dass es einfach ist, im Spiel der Götter mitzuspielen, und Marlow ist bereit, alles für ihre große Liebe zu riskieren ...

Kenzie is a void witch. Only a handful have ever existed. And now she's trying to find out where she belongs in the paranormal world. Thankfully her mates have never cared about her witch status. They love her for her - even if one of them is playing hard to get. Kenzie plans to make Hunter beg.

Once again, I walk this earth alone. Destined for a life of misery as a Rogue—an Omega who can't be tamed. So, what's the point in trying to be desirable? I may as well just give in to the deadly stereotype. I just wish that I could forget about Brody. My scent match. Unfortunately, he belongs to three others. Theo, Alastor, and Kellen won't even let me near him. They think I'm a threat. A monster. Maybe they're right. Maybe the government should have sentenced me to death after all. Yet, if someone as kind as Brody could love me, then perhaps… I'm not as awful as I thought.

Marlow has spent most of her life believing the shadowy demon she loves isn't real. Not only is he the living, breathing Prince of Hell, but he is now in serious danger. Their reunion is cut short as Caliban remains in a vicious battle with a Phoenician goddess after Marlow's escape. To save him, Marlow must venture into her ancestors' domain for help—the Norse Pantheon—where shared blood is no guarantee of an alliance and the line between gods and beasts blurs.

"Mein Leben muss anders werden!" beschließt Miri, inspiriert von ihren neuen besten Freundinnen, den Drachenschwestern. Mutiger, spannender, und vor allem männerfrei... So lautet jedenfalls der Plan. Doch dann entdeckt sie, dass sie schwanger ist - ohne die leiseste Ahnung zu haben, wo sich der zugehörige Vater befindet. Plötzlich ist sie sich nicht mehr so sicher, ob ihr Plan so gut ist. Als wäre das nicht genug Aufregung, verliert sie ihren Job und wird von einem unbekannten Stalker verfolgt.

Drachen gibt es nicht! Oder doch? Kaja ist ganz zufrieden mit ihrem Leben - bis auf einen Schlag alles anders ist. Job weg, ihr Freund ein Betrüger und als wenn das noch nicht genug wäre, wird sie plötzlich von einem blauschillernden Drachen auf Schritt und Tritt verfolgt. Drachen?! Gibt es die überhaupt? Und wie wird man sie wieder los? Während sie ihr Leben neu organisiert, sich mit einem rechthaberischen Drachen zankt, der Liebe aus dem Weg geht und mafiöse Machenschaften aufdeckt, lernt sie ihre Drachenschwestern kennen.

Marika Paters has an energy coursing through her that others can't explain. Maybe it's the curious fox that lies within that gives Marika joy in her work as a geneticist for the only forensic laboratory for animals. But while her research unravels mysteries - like startling new data that threatens to dismantle everything science knows about shifters - Marika has always felt incomplete, just another lonely shifter looking for her mate.

Drei Frauen sind durch ihre gemeinsame Fähigkeit, Drachen zu sehen, zu Drachenschwestern vereint. Sierra ist die Dritte im Bunde der Drachenschwestern. Doch noch immer ist kein persönlicher Drache in Sicht. Insgeheim ist sie ganz froh darüber. Ein rechthaberischer, geflügelter Begleiter ist das Letzte was sie gebrauchen kann, während sie stur versucht zu ignorieren, dass in ihrem Leben einiges schief läuft. Unvermittelt trifft sie ein schwerer Schicksalsschlag und nichts bleibt wie es war. Gezwungen, einen ehrlichen Blick auf ihr Leben zu werfen, macht sie sich daran herauszufinden, was sie wirklich will.

All I ever wanted was a better life for me and my father. So when I discover the Beta Trials—the government's new initiative to join a Beta to every Alpha-Omega pack—I sign up immediately. The trials just might be my one chance at finding a pack. And if I train hard enough, the government will assign me a pack before I even graduate. Sounds good, right? Except I have one little problem... My new pack doesn't want me.

The plan was simple: Subdue my would-be usurpers with a marriage proposal and guarantee my sovereignty. Little did I know that my reign should have been the least of my worries. Levi won my heart and carved his name inside it for all to see. Teodoro conquered my body, bending it to his will and calling it his own. But Atlas… Atlas wants my soul—to conquer and destroy. He wants to ruin me. And what's worse… I have half a mind to let him.

Unfortunately, those jubilant shouted-out wishes over my role as queen of the Kingdom of Aikyam were short-lived. All because three pesky kings stand in my way. King Levi in the east. King Teodoro in the south. And the rebel king in the west, Atlas. They want my crown. My throne. My birthright. Instead of trying to dismantle their plots to overthrow me, I do the unexpected. I offer up marriage instead. A trap of my own making that will ensure I remain on top. Make no mistake. There can only be one ruler of this kingdom—me.

Un’incantevole storia di tradimenti, segreti e magia. Due ragazze che parlano il linguaggio segreto dei fiori. 1815 – Cornelia ha un segreto che deve rimanere ben custodito, perché nessuno accetterebbe mai la sua capacità di comprendere il linguaggio dei fiori e ascoltarne le voci, in una misteriosa connessione che ha sin da bambina. Il polveroso e cupo accampamento della Grande Armée di Napoleone non è il luogo dove aveva immaginato se stessa quando è fuggita in Francia, lasciandosi alle spalle una vita agiata, ma un passato di dolore.

My whole life, I have been starved. Starved of love and starved of affection. My caretaker, Francis, refuses to touch me, and he makes me feel as worthless as dirt. The only love and affection I've ever found are inside the pages of the books he gives me. At least those books make me feel less alone—less starved. They give me hope that I'll find love of my very own one day.

Alone, frightened, and exiled. That's what I get for trusting the Hart Pack. I was a fool to think we could ever be happy, that they would ever want me. It turns out that I'm destined to walk this earth alone, forsaken and forgotten, never anyone's first choice. If Gryphon, Oliver, Barret, and Lachlan don't want me, then no pack ever will. So, what's the point in even trying? There's nothing wrong with being alone after all. It's just unfortunate that my body has other ideas... I'm an Omega now, and I have just gone into heat. And an Omega can die if they don't receive an Alpha's touch.