Résultats pour "Air" dans Urbain et paranormal

Air Elemental Elsa Pemberley is a born idealist. Instead of resenting her power over the wind, she uses it to help others. The best way to do that is to chase storms in the heart of Tornado Alley. She meets her match in Harrison Litchfield, a man who is fleeing from a past both treacherous and tragic. Masquerading as a traveling blues singer, he has managed to keep moving, but beautiful Elsa stops him in his tracks. She makes a life out of chasing. He's made a living by running.

Being an Elemental is in Logan's blood. Hers is the gift of Air, a vast power she's still struggling to control. Then a Were named Connell hunts her down. His wolf is missing, and he blames her. A den of werewolves is the last place Logan wants to be. The testosterone alone is enough to make her choke. But she has a mystery to solve. She will find out who is stealing wolves even if kills her. Unfortunately, that's exactly what the enemy has planned.

An empress demands her birthright . . . The Air War is the eighth book in the critically acclaimed epic fantasy series Shadows of the Apt by Adrian Tchaikovsky. All is in turmoil as the world moves towards war. In Solarno, spies eye one another and ready their knives – while the people of Myna...

Ishmael Jones and his partner Penny are attending the re-opening of Tyrone’s Castle, an ancient Cornish inn originally built by smugglers. Over dinner that night, the guests entertain one another with ghost stories inspired by local legends and superstitions. But it would appear that the curse of Tyrone’s Castle has struck for real when one of their number disappears into thin air. And then another....

You'd think being the princess of all shifters would come with benefits and glamour and freedom—it doesn't. It comes with isolation, constant fear, and a fabric over my head the whole damn time. Nobody will believe me or lift a finger to help me figure out why I'm stuck in this loop, not even my father, the dragon king. If I dare to even mention it to him, I end up with a bloody lip. Yeah, he's a very hard man to talk to. That's why I have no other choice but to switch places with my maid and run away.

Ishmael Jones and his partner Penny are attending the re-opening of Tyrone’s Castle, an ancient Cornish inn originally built by smugglers. Over dinner that night, the guests entertain one another with ghost stories inspired by local legends and superstitions. But it would appear that the curse of Tyrone’s Castle has struck for real when one of their number disappears into thin air. And then another....

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!

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. 

On the run and looking for the invisible, Aella and her dragon are fugitives once more. With nothing but a glowing orb to guide them and the few friends they have left in the world, they embark on the road trip of a lifetime. But is the Sanctuary everything she was promised it would be? The agency doesn't want to give up or admit defeat, and Aella and Zephyr have beaten them twice now. Will they truly let her slip through the net? Or are they going to find her no matter where she hides?

Что делать, если на девятом месяце беременности ты потеряла память и оказалась ночью на ледяной скамейке где-то на севере? Приютившая тебя секта оказалась вовсе не райским местечком, и придётся решить: выбираться из плена самостоятельно или надеяться на помощь отца ребёнка. Кем бы он ни был…

Потерянных душ во Вселенной бессчетное количество. У каждой своя беда. У кого-то жизнь рухнула, а у кого-то весь мир в агонии. Кто-то лишился родной галактики и стал вечным скитальцем, ищущим новый дом, а кому-то нужно найти тело и спасти рассудок.