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Ein Jäger. Eine Gejagte. Ein tödliches Spiel – der Auftakt der mitreißenden Romantasy-Reihe von TikTok-Star Lauren Roberts. Seit eine Seuche den Menschen im Königreich Ilya magische Fähigkeiten verliehen hat, wird jeder gejagt, der ohne Kräfte geboren wird. Dank ihres nicht magischen Talents, andere lesen zu können, gelang es Paedyn Gray bislang, sich in den Gassen Ilyas zu verstecken. Doch dann rettet sie ausgerechnet Prinz Kai das Leben und gerät so ins Visier des Königs. Dieser macht sie zur Kandidatin eines gnadenlosen Wettbewerbs, bei dem die Teilnehmer ihre Kräfte zur Schau stellen und im Kampf einsetzen.

Planning a dragon wedding is hard enough. Add a stolen tiara, a brewing scandal, and one scowling werewolf with eyes like wildfire and a permanent stick up his tail, and suddenly I'm wondering if I should've stayed in bed. Sheriff Adrian Wolfsbane is stern, broody, and impossible to work with. He's handling security for the dragon wedding of the century, so when the bride's priceless tiara vanishes, and things start catching fire, of course, he takes charge of the investigation.

A modern-day dark academia fantasy with a twist, perfect for fans of Babel and A Deadly Education. Warren University has stood amongst the ivy elite for centuries, built on the bones—and forbidden magic—of its most prized BIPOC students…hiding the rot of a secret society that will do...

What if Red Riding Hood didn't fall in love with one Big Bad Wolf, but three? I've been a city girl my entire life. But when my grandmother got sick, I didn't think twice before packing my bags and moving to Crimson Hollow, a small town in West Virginia. Two years later, I'm still here and finally adjusting to the quiet life. Only there's nothing ordinary about this town. A walk in the woods proved almost deadly and left me changed forever. I was attacked by a rogue wolf, and now, I belong to the Crimson Hollow pack. I'm a shifter.   

Raised to cut throats, hunt Unseelie monsters, and ride dragons, Berserker-blooded Revna is the best of the best. But she has been assigned the impossible. Her king demands that she kill the ruthless Fae king. With no other options, Revna must glamour herself and hide among the Fae king’s bevy of potential mates. But all of her training will be useless if she can’t figure out how to feign love.

Elysia has spent her life thus far beneath the white clouds of the Dromin elves, protected from nightmares and the Nithrin elves that feed on them—until now. Her dreams have begun to twist into haunting scenes of ancient creatures, death . . . and a mysterious figure cloaked in light and shadow. Elysia suspects he's a Dromin elf breaking multiple laws to appear to her, and his whispered words and lingering touch ignite a spark between them that the gods themselves will soon fear.

Nia never imagined becoming the fake mistress of a terrifying Fey prince known as the Dream Stalker. But that’s exactly what happens when she ventures into Brocéliande to rescue her lover, Raphael. Sometimes, fate has a twisted sense of humor. Captured by the prince, Nia quickly learns he’s a beautiful, living nightmare. He soon discovers her hidden talent—mind control—and gives her no choice but to serve him. Avalon Tower believes it’s a good idea, too.

I almost hooked up with a werewolf… but before we got to third base, he dragged me off to jail. Apparently, he's the leader of the pack in town. The fact that I’m an illegal blood wolf—a vampire/werewolf hybrid—doesn’t help my case. And he didn't appreciate me accidentally biting him when we were kissing, either. Luckily, or unluckily, he seems to think I'm his true mate, which means he won't let anyone hurt me. But he also won't let me go. Between his possessiveness, my need to be near him, and the vampire clan hunting me, one thing's becoming clear:

I've imagined this in my head so many times. I've always thought about what I would say; what I would do; and how it would all turn out to be. And every time I would remove some detail . . . She's a flight attendant--young, bright and living her dream. He's a heartbroken singer on his way to...

Just hours after humans are born, the gods take what little power we have. In return, they protect our borders from the vicious, merciless fae. The humans who manage to keep their power are known as the corrupt. And they are burned. When my forbidden power is discovered, I’m forced to flee my tiny village and the life I adore. To survive, I make a desperate bargain with the mercenary who abandoned me at my weakest moment. Our deal is simple: I’ll help him and his mysterious friends sneak into the city, and he’ll help me learn to wield the strange, dark power I’ve always kept hidden.

Nineteen-year-old human, Brexley, has grown up in privilege, but not without heartbreak. After being orphaned, she is taken in by General Markos, living in a walled city rife with power grabs and ruthless political games. Then, one night, the course of her life changes, and Brexley is thrown into the most feared prison in the east. Halalhaz, the House of Death - where you go in but don’t come out. She must learn to live with the worst of fae and human criminals.

For twenty years, I was an unwanted changeling with no name, no family, and no answers. Until an irresistibly wicked faerie begins a seductive game of cat and mouse. I am his prey. His treasure. A perfect pet. He offers a trade: he will take me to the faerie realms to help me find the truth of who I am. In return, I must agree to marry him. But nothing is as it seems, and soon after arriving at his wintry manor, I begin to unravel a dangerous web of lies. Far deadlier still, I'm falling in love with a monster who has no heart.

The sky is burning. The Reapers are keeping secrets. Vampires roam the wastes. And I’m headed down a path of destruction which can only end in death. I’m a soul cast adrift on a tide of grief and lies. A clock ticking down the moments to my inevitable destruction, and all I can do is race towards it. The nations are caught in this endless battle for supremacy and it’s hard to see myself as anything other than a pawn in the twisted games I’m helpless to control. The Waning Lands are screaming, soaked in blood for so long that even the rivers run red with it.

Ein Ball. Ein verfluchter roter Ball wie aus einem Horrorfilm und Nikaia begreift, dass sie in eine Falle gelaufen ist. Als sie wieder zu sich kommt, ist sie gefesselt. Verschnürt wie ein Paket liegt sie zu Füßen eines Mannes, den sie nie wieder hatte sehen wollen. Onys. Gott des Wahnsinns. Diesmal wird sie ihm nicht entkommen.

Um ihre Familie zu retten, tritt Elodie Havare zur gefürchteten Auslese an – einem Trainingslager, das nur die besten Anwärter überstehen. Danach dienen sie als Schattensoldaten am Bruch. Eine riskante Aufgabe, da an der Grenze zum Reich der gefallenen Götter regelmäßig Menschen verschwinden. Um es so weit zu schaffen, will Elodie unsichtbar bleiben und nicht zur Zielscheibe werden. Doch ausgerechnet Jax Elder, ein ebenso gefährlicher wie faszinierender Anwärter, wird ihr als Partner zugeteilt.

Jaga ist vor Woland geflohen und tut alles, damit er sie nicht findet. Sie kämpft noch immer darum, mit ihrer neu entdeckten Magie zurechtzukommen – ihrer Macht, aber auch ihren Gefahren. In der Absicht, in Slawa ein neues Zuhause zu finden, macht sie sich auf eine große Reise durch Wälder und Täler. Was sie nicht erwartet: Dort angekommen findet sie ein Land voller Zwietracht, Korruption und eiserner Herrschaft vor.

Eve was only trying to get out of a horrible betrothal. At least, that's what she told herself when she snuck out onto the balcony during the royal feast, and had her wicked way with the first man she met. How was she supposed to know that while that was going on, the royal family was being murdered just beyond the wall? And the man she was with was a drunken, disgusting mess. There was no indication he was anyone at all of importance!

I thought we had won. I claimed my power, defied my enemies, and carved my own path. But power is a fragile thing, and now I'm a prisoner once more, trapped in a Fae house thought to be lost, at the mercy of those who would see me broken. The Golden Son, my rival, my sworn enemy, watches over me, a reminder of all I've lost. But it's not just vengeance anymore. I'm carrying something far more precious and far more dangerous. They want to break me, to bend me to their will. But I won't. Not without a fight. This world is already fractured. I'll decide if it shatters.

Briar has everything she needs: a thriving homewares business, a peaceful city apartment, and a quiet life untouched by the chaos of pack politics. Raised to believe she'd one day be claimed by her fated mates, Briar spent years waiting… until she realised she didn't need anyone to make her whole. Then Briar is dragged back to the small hometown she swore she'd left behind for good. She expected stress, nostalgia, and awkward run-ins. She did not expect the neighbours.

Gabriel is the Divine Herald, the messenger of the Lord, the Angel of Revelation… and he's currently losing ground to social media. (Really, how is he supposed to compete with that ticking app?) When the afterlife's management team forces him into a "professional development partnership" with a demon, Gabriel is horrified—until he meets Leviathan, a sea monster with tattoos, tentacles, and a knack for helping him connect with mortals.