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Willa Farrington’s magic is broken. Shunned by her coven for failing to pass the Summer Solstice Rite, Willa escapes to the one place no witch belongs - Charleston - a city that belongs to vampires. Determined to embrace her new life, Willa opens Cauldron Boil Books and unexpectedly finds some friends among the vampires.... Until one terrible night Willa ends up on the wrong side of a pair of fangs.

You'd think that basically being in charge of love would be an epic job, right? Wrong. Sure, I can blow some Lust into people's faces and watch the show, but I can't actually participate. It gets old, trust me. Same goes for love. I can pass it out like sugar-free lollipops at a dentist's office, but I can't get any love for myself. It totally sucks. I used to consider myself a hopeless romantic, so why wouldn't I choose to become a cupid? Sounds like a good idea, right? Wrong again. They don't call us stupid cupids for nothing.

Mackenzie and Lucan should be celebrating their newly awakened bond. Instead, they're working to stop Jasper, the tyrannical Dragon Head, from moving forward with the next step of his sinister plan. If he succeeds, GreenRiver's Mythos shifters won't be the only ones who suffer. But challenging Jasper for his throne means preparing for danger. Chaos ensues as a rogue guild accepts a bounty on Lucan's head, and Mackenzie will stop at nothing to keep her mate from the same fate as his father. After all, Lucan's heart and soul belong to Mackenzie.

Il terzo capitolo dell’acclamata saga fantasy ispirata al mito di Re Mida. Auren è di nuovo rinchiusa nella sua odiata gabbia dorata... In un mondo sconvolto da guerra e inimicizia, Auren è stata costretta a far ritorno nell'odiata gabbia dorata, senza però rinunciare al suo sogno di libertà. Pur di raggiungerla, Auren è pronta ad affrontare qualsiasi prova, ma la più ardua sarà resistere alle manipolatorie lusinghe del misterioso re Ravinger.

Claim the hand that wears the ring, and the empire falls. Conri, former Crown Prince of Oriel, claimed the hand that wears the Abiding Ring, but the prophecy remains unfulfilled. Queen Euthalia of Calanthe returned to her island kingdom, but broken in mind and body. With the blood of war unleashing ancient terrors, Calanthe isn't the haven it once was. Lia must use her magical bond with Calanthe to save their people while Con fights to hold off the vengeful Emperor Anure and his wizards. Con and Lia will have to trust in each other - and in love - to fend off ultimate disaster.

Queen Euthalia has reigned over her island kingdom of Calanthe with determination, grace, and her magical, undying orchid ring. After she defied an empire to wed Conri, the former Crown Prince of Oriel - a man of disgraced origins with vengeance in his heart - Lia expected the wizard's prophecy to come true: Claim the hand that wears the ring and the empire falls. But Lia's dangerous bid to save her realm doesn't lead to immediate victory. Instead, destiny hurls her and Conri towards a future neither could predict....

The god of death is allowed to take a holiday, conditional on completing a task. Eamon the Handsome Ghoul deputises, but grows to like the job. Mason, a violent misogynist detective, agrees to let the god of death assume his identity.

A human trapped in the world of Faerie, in possession of magic I could not control, I made a bargain for my life: to let the dangerously sensual fae noble known as Rogue sire my firstborn. And one does not break an oath with a fae. But no matter how greatly I desire him, I will not succumb. Not until I know what will happen to the child. Though unable - or unwilling - to reveal the fate of human-fae offspring himself, Rogue accompanies me on my quest for answers.

Il secondo capitolo del fenomeno Romantasy che ha conquistato milioni di lettori in tutto il mondo. Auren è finalmente riuscita a scappare dalla sua gabbia dorata nel palazzo di re Mida, ma presto si ritrova prigioniera dell'esercito del Quarto Regno, nel pieno della guerra per il predominio. Tuttavia, Auren conosce il segreto del fascinoso comandante Rip, la cui pelle scintilla e da cui lei sembra essere magneticamente attratta.

Ich träume schon mein ganzes Leben davon, mich endlich in eine Wölfin zu verwandeln. Wie jedes Mitglied meines Rudels muss ich dazu ein Ritual vollziehen. Doch ein brutaler Angriff auf mich lässt dieses Ritual völlig aus dem Ruder laufen: Die Verbindung geht schief, und anstatt meine Wölfin zu kontrollieren, kontrolliert sie mich. Wir sind eins und doch getrennt. Wild, ungezähmt, zornerfüllt. Statt mir zu helfen, verstoßen meine eigenen Leute mich.

Il fenomeno Romantasy che ha conquistato milioni di lettori in tutto il mondo. Benvenuti nel castello di Re Mida... Auren vive da tempo nel sontuoso palazzo di Re Mida, l’unico uomo capace di tramutare ogni cosa in oro soltanto toccandola. Pur essendo la favorita, la vita di Auren non può certo dirsi perfetta. Le sue giornate si svolgono tutte all’interno di una mirabolante gabbia dorata, dotata di passaggi e passerelle che le permettono di muoversi su un intero piano del castello. La prigioniera si sente protetta e al sicuro nella sua gabbia. Ma da cosa?

Alone in her tower, Princess Oria has spent too long studying her people’s barbarian enemies, the Destrye—and neglected the search for calm that will control her magic and release her to society. Her restlessness makes meditation hopeless and her fragility renders human companionship unbearable. Oria is near giving up. Then the Destrye attack, and her people’s lives depend on her handling of their prince…

Princess Oria has one chance to keep her word and stop her brother’s reign of terror: She must become queen. All she has to do is marry first. And marry Lonen, the barbarian king who defeated her city bare weeks ago, who can never join her in a marriage of minds, who can never even touch her—no matter how badly she wants him to.

In Irish Mythology, Otherworld is a happy land and Underworld is a foul land. These worlds exist alongside Earth. Wizard Drowe is sentenced to be a swan, but he escapes. He has tricked Ciarán, his apprentice, into becoming the swan. Granny and Aoife pursue the swan because Granny believes it will lead her to her lost village. Hunted by Wizard Drowe and the vampire Dearg-due, Ciarán and Aoife move from initial dislike to romance. These, in turn, are pursued by Venus and the Drimnagh Witches, servants of the Faerie Queen.

Gold kann blenden, Lügen können binden... Ich bin meinem goldenen Käfig entkommen. Nach zehn Jahren hinter den Mauern von König Midas’ Schloss konnte ich endlich die Freiheit kosten – nur um direkt wieder in Gefangenschaft zu geraten. Nun befinde ich mich in den Fängen eines feindlichen Königs, bin allein inmitten seiner Armee. Diese Armee wird angeführt von einem Mann, der für seine Grausamkeit und seine tödliche Effizienz auf dem Schlachtfeld bekannt ist. Und das ist noch nicht einmal das Schlimmste. Denn Kommandant Riss ist nicht einfach nur ein Mann.

With her secrets uncovered and her power-mad brother bent on her execution, Princess Oria has no sanctuary left. Her bid to make herself and her new barbarian husband rulers of walled Bára has failed. She and Lonen have no choice but to flee through the leagues of brutal desert between her home and his—certain death for a sorceress, and only a bit slower than the blade.

The sorceress Oria has finally come into her own—able to wield the power of her birthright and secure in the marriage she once believed would bring her only misery. But the past she escaped still chases her, and the certainty of war promises to destroy everything she’s fought to have.

No longer a princess and not yet a queen, the sorceress Oria welcomes the rush of power the ancient mask brings her—though the obsessive connection to it frightens her and alarms her barbarian husband, Lonen. But retreat is not an option. She must wrestle the magic to prevent an annihilating war, even if she must make the ultimate sacrifice.

Auch ein goldener Käfig ist immer noch ein Käfig... Gold. Goldene Böden, goldene Wände, goldene Möbel, goldene Kleider. Im Schloss von Hohenläuten ist alles aus Gold. Selbst ich. Ich bin das lebende Symbol der Macht von König Midas. Die Macht, alles in Gold zu verwandeln, was er berührt. Für Außenstehende bin ich nur seine goldene Hure, aber für Midas bin ich mehr. Ich war schon bei ihm, bevor er König wurde. Ich war bei ihm, als wir nur einander hatten. Er hat mir damals versprochen, dass er für meine Sicherheit sorgen würde. Und das hat er getan.

Mein Leben bestand aus goldenen Lügen. Jetzt besteht es aus goldenem Tod. König Midas hat mir alles genommen. Geblieben ist mir nur diese eine Sicherheit: Ich werde nie wieder zulassen, dass jemand so viel Macht über mich hat. Deshalb muss ich lernen, meine Magie zu kontrollieren. Ich muss lernen zu kämpfen. Und zwar so schnell wie möglich. Denn durch meinen Angriff auf Midas habe ich die anderen Monarchen gegen mich aufgebracht. Sie verlangen meine Auslieferung. Doch der mächtigste von ihnen steht auf meiner Seite. Er würde die Welt für mich in Brand setzen und ich für ihn.