Résultats pour "Air" dans Paranormal

The only human student at Mather's School of Magick, Phineas Smith has a target on his back. Born with the rare ability to tap into unlimited magick, he finds both Faerie Courts want his allegiance - and will do anything to get it. They don't realize he can't levitate a feather, much less defend the Faerie Realm as it slips into civil war. Unseelie Prince Roark Lyne, Phineas's roommate - and self-proclaimed arch-nemesis - is beautiful and brave and a pain in the ass.

The warriors of the Nature Hunters Academies should be celebrating. By joining forces, they were able to defeat the demon, Dolion, and his battalion of witches. But no battle is won without cost. During the fray, two of their own were lost. Not killed, but taken.

For as far back as she can remember, Airiana Ridell has always been aware of her extraordinary gift. She can intuit revealing and illuminating "patterns" in the air around her - whether in a spray of mist, in billowing clouds, or in the dense swirls of an impenetrable fog. Her abilities led to her placement in a secret government training facility when she was a child, but everything changed after her mother was murdered.

The last time the Elementals were defeated in a Challenge, the result was World War II - a price humans paid in rivers of blood. Griffin is determined not to let that happen again. He doesn’t need a minor goddess getting in his way - no matter how much the redhead tempts him. Clea intends to invoke a debt of honor to gain Griffin’s protection, but she has an ulterior motive: to get within striking distance of Griffin’s opponent, who she is certain killed her brother. She never expected to feel a spark with Griffin, disturbingly seductive as he is.

Vadoma should have learned the joy of freeing her Vântoase air talent at her mother’s knee. Instead, tragedy landed her in a virtual prison, controlled by her overbearing Aunt Bizzy...until the woman abruptly hauls her off to France—and Vadoma realizes this is no impromptu vacation. Bizzy has broken with the Vântoase tradition to take a side in the upcoming Challenge between Elemental and Demonos. Worse, she’s offering up Vadoma as a pawn to help the Demonos win...in whatever way the Yalungur—a massive eagle shifter—wishes to use her.

I’m a broke music student, only loved by my twin. After a raid on my human town, however, I wake up, staring into the cold, black eyes of the Demon of Air. He’s the mysterious, lethally gorgeous leader of the demon army, who’s also a winged wolf shifter.

Avalanche finds himself in the deep, dark recesses of the Earth. It's nothing like he ever imagined it would be. All he needs to do is to survive long enough to win the prize.

Riley and her best friend, Ashlyn, decide to go out for a night on the town. Slightly buzzed and grinning from ear to ear, they leave the club to wait for their ride home. From there, it's all a big blur. One thing Riley knows for sure is that it definitely goes pear-shaped and fast. One minute they're on the sidewalk joking around, and the next...they're in the air. As in grabbed from above by God knows what. The creatures are huge, silent, and fast. Oh, and they can fly. Fly!

Azure has resigned herself - just like many of the infertile dragon females - to being single forever. She's okay with that. Her feelings change when she comes into heat for the first time. Why now? Why her? Instantly, every unmated male in her tribe comes sniffing. They all want her. They want to mate her and to get her with child. All. Of. Them. Anger infuses every last cell of her body. An anger she never knew she felt. Snubbed for years and now they want her. Now they see her. They can all go straight to hell! Her king has other plans. The tribe needs offspring.

Typhoon doesn't have a mate. It's not for lack of trying, he just hasn't found the right person yet. The problem he faces is that he is desperate to have a baby. It's all he can think about. He's willing to do just about anything to make it happen. Natalie has always dreamt of going to college, of making something of her life before it's too late. The problem is that she's seriously cash-strapped. Her folks died four years ago, leaving her with debt and a little sister to raise. They're barely keeping their heads above water as it is.

Dorothea Franklin’s life is sliding toward disaster just as surely as her house is crumbling into the Pacific. Her unusual talent for feng shui can’t bring harmony to her invalid father or prevent her brother from dying in an experimental helicopter crash. Or has he? She turns to computer genius Conan Oswin, whose brother also reportedly died that day. When Dorothea informs Conan that she didn’t feel the vibrations of her brother’s death, he wants to dismiss her illogic

It's been years since he last saw her. Since he inhaled her scent. Since he held her in his arms. Cyclone made some terrible mistakes. Mistakes that cost him the love of his life. He's lived with regret ever since. Now she's back. Not only that, she's on dragon soil and will be staying for the foreseeable future. Cyclone has a real chance to fix things. To win her back. Only, she wants nothing to do with him. Good thing he's persistent and loves the hunt.

Welcome to the Wardens of Terra, an elite group of shifters destined to save humankind! The Hounds of God have been disbanded by the Catholic Church, leaving a terrible void in the fight to save humankind. As a result, a much older organization returns to power and takes up the reins to fight to save the Earth from the evil that stalks it. They are the Wardens of Terra, an elite force of shifters each with a defining power to aid them in the never-ending battle against the forces of darkness.

Crulden the Ruiner is the most dangerous gladiator in the galaxy. I'm his clone—equally ugly, equally dangerous, and just as feared. I'm also being held captive, since no one trusts a creature like me to be let loose. A curvy, determined human named Bee doesn't think I'm a creature, though. In fact, she thinks I just need a guide. She's got half the males on this planet eating out of her hand, and she's confident she can do the same with me. The managing little female has no idea what she's in for.