Résultats pour "An den Winter" dans Surnaturel

When Aidan Lloyd's bleak funeral is followed by a nocturnal ritual in the fog, it becomes all too clear that Aidan, son of a wealthy farmer, will not be resting in peace. Aidan's hidden history has reignited an old feud, and a rural tradition begins to display its sinister side. It's already a fraught time for Merrily Watkins, her future threatened by a bishop committed to restricting her role as diocesan exorcist for Hereford.

English psychic Clarissa Wilkinson is holidaying in the Canary Islands. Hoping to have an adventure, she boards a tour bus bound for Villa Winter, a secret Nazi base on the idyllic island of Fuerteventura. Instead, she discovers a body in a chest and finds herself teamed up with hapless crime writer Richard Parry. What unfolds is an edge of seat mystery brimming with intrigue, as they try to unravel the clues together and find the killer.

She never wanted to be a faerie princess. Deor Smithfield just wanted to find her dad, get him to acknowledge her so the magic in her blood wouldn’t run wild and kill her, then go home to her career and forget about her faerie side forever. Well, two out of three might not be so bad, right? But when your father is the King of the Winter Court, and you’re the real heir to the throne, things go from strange to complicated really fast.

For decades, I Fidele's soulless leaders kidnapped psychic children and sharpened their gifts into weapons used to reshape humanity. Ryanne Jervis was one such child, but she learned the truth too late to stop I Fidele from implementing the first part of their plan: global destruction and the incineration of millions of innocent lives.

I’m in Hell, but some witch I know calls it Arizona. At least Tucson’s an excellent place to hide from the hefty bounty on my head, now that the entire supernatural Community knows I’m the last phoenix. Catching me comes with a set-for-life kind of price tag. I don’t blame the bounty hunters; business is business after all. But I’m beyond pissed at the maniacal mage who outed me and caused this whole mess.

Five years ago, Lee Jordan was nearly killed on the job. Now blind, deaf and mute, he's recovered enough to live a routine but silent life.

Der klobige Bentley ratterte über die Schlaglöcher der ramponiert Küstenstraße. Mehrmals hatten sie sich bereits verfahren. Es ging auf Mitternacht zu. Wie aus heiterem Himmel stieg der Chauffeur in die Eisen, so dass die Gräfin im Fond des Wagens ordentlich durchgeschüttelt wurde. Die Gräfin blickte angestrengt durch die milchigen Scheiben. Und erschrak. Mein Gott – das, was dort auf der Straße stand und ihren Weg blockierte, war kein Kind. Es war eine Marionette. Ohne Puppenspieler – ohne Fäden. Stattdessen hielt sie ein blutverschmiertes Messer in der rechten Hand.

Happiness, joy, and a proposal? Merry Christmas from Shadow Lake. Jack Harker is a nervous wreck. He has big Christmas plans for his girlfriend Ivy Morgan, and they involve a ring and house renovations all at one time. First, he has to make sure they both make it through a tense holiday season, though. For Ivy, things are less clear.

After the initial series of summer blizzards, the snowfall has decreased, but the temperatures continue to drop, the icy wind still blows, and with each passing day, the darkness lasts longer and longer. It is in the darkness the monsters thrive. Confined to the lake house and having no communication with the outside world, Grady and the others live every day in fear, questioning what the future holds. Will the snow melt? Will the sun ever rise? Can the wraiths be defeated? But as the days turn to weeks, no answers come.

Feeling hurt and more than a little betrayed, Winter "Winnie" Thorne decides it would be best for her new lover to forget their relationship ever happened. In an impulsive move, she casts a spell and wipes his memory clean. The recollection of their time together is now hers alone. Every time Zane Carlyle sets eyes on Winnie Thorne's enchanting face, dejà vu strikes. It's as if their first date has already happened, and their first kiss has already rocked his world. He can't seem to shake the feeling there's something he should remember.

Aurora Hart hates everything Christmas, but how could she turn down the opportunity to serve one year of probation in Holiday Haven versus a full sentence for her crimes? Saddled with a talking squirrel roommate, Aurora is doing her best to keep a low profile as she bides her time. Everything is going fine...until Santa's sleigh gets stolen.