Résultats pour "Book of Night" dans Action et Aventure

For humans and vampires, the rules of survival are the same: never trust, never yield, and always– always–guard your heart. The adopted human daughter of the Nightborn vampire king, Oraya carved her place in a world designed to kill her. Her only chance to become something more than prey is...

Captain Emily Beale made it as the first woman of the Army’s secret helicopter regiment, the Night Stalkers. But a run-in with CNN puts her career on the line and ships her stateside—to the White House. Major Mark Henderson may be her commander, but he’s also smitten by his very best pilot. Disguised as a jetsetter playboy, he plunges into the fray. But nothing is what it looks like at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. The President, First Lady, FBI Director, and even the head of the Secret Service all have hidden agendas. Emily can’t deny her attraction to Mark, but first they both must survive.

I'm his to mark. And his to breed. As the fearsome brute who just stripped me bare and spanked my ass red now bends me over to mount, rut, and breed me, all I can do is scream into the soaking wet panties he tore off and shoved into my mouth as I buck and writhe and come all over his knot...

Tonight I'll take what's mine. Tomorrow she'll take my knot. I knew this human girl was mine the moment she waltzed into the bar and I caught her scent, but she thought it was just a badass biker leaving a wet spot on her panties with his presence alone. She was too innocent to ravage that night...

He's more than just her alpha. He's her daddy.When he learns that his childhood friend is being held prisoner by a brute who has no right to call her his mate, Jackson Harris takes matters into his own hands and claims her for himself.But wresting control of her pack from the bastard who had no...

La Lune Noire has a pulse. It rules apart from its owners. Backroom deals and electro swing. Extravagant parties and bootlegger tunnels. The walls have secrets. The doors have codes. Ashes and lies. White oak and screams. Champagne and delusions. Hope is the gateway to hell.

The Sun King Aquilan Fairlynn’s nephew Darcassan has disappeared into the ruins of Chicago in search of a rift to purple-towered Illithor. Darcassan seeks the great weapons and magics that the dread Night King Xelroth Vex left behind in that sleeping, dreaming, dangerous city in the Under Dark. Declan, Finley, Aquilan, Rhalyf, Elasha, Helgrom, Snaglak, and Glom all agree to track Darcassan and stop him from intruding on the Night King’s beloved city. For if an Aravae lord steals even a grain of sand from Xelroth Vex it could spell war between the Night and Sun Elves after millennia apart.

Malin Strom has been searching for Kase, her childhood sweetheart, since he was lost at the annual masquerade years ago. With her gift for stealing memories, Malin crosses more than one dangerous line to take secrets from those who know what goes on behind the curtain of the wicked festival. But when her brother is traded into the masquerade as punishment for using magic to hide Malin’s gift, her only chance to save him is to enlist the services of a brutal crook—the Nightrender—and he bears a striking resemblance to a face from the past.

I'm corrupted. My soul was impure at birth. I’m an angel born with an insatiable need for vengeance so intense that they caged me, branded me, and kept me in the dark. I've been promised purity, redemption, and freedom from my cage. Failure is not an option. My soul depends on it. I must hunt the Dread—a merciless clan of dragon shifters whose true nature reveals itself in the dead of night. For once my killer instincts might set me free. But one mistake is all it takes. One moment costs me my freedom once more.

Riley Callahan has spent years trying to escape the life of a mafia princess, only to be dragged back in when her parents sign her up for the Mafia Matchmaker. The service uses its unique algorithm to match her with Cruz De Luca, the ruthless boss of the Seattle Mafia, and she starts making a...

She’s my never. My fortress. My moon. Rena Noire—the one I’m not allowed to touch. As a Cabal leader with a sordid past, hell is all I’ve ever had to offer. So, I’ve kept my distance from the menacing angel. But the sand is blowing everywhere, the line growing fainter. And as danger closes in, all I see is her. My forbidden. My compass. The forever I’ll burn for. But it all comes back to one wrong choice

Nox and Amaris learn their dreams of reunion come at an unspeakable cost. Passion and politics collide as the two young women learn to navigate an unknown future in the kingdom of Raascot. With new titles thrust upon them, Nox and Amaris find themselves more uncertain than ever of who they are meant to become—both to their people and to each other. Humans, fae, and monsters are on the precipice of war, and time is running short in their search for answers. Victory will take more than just battles as alliances shift and new threats emerge.

I hate being a shifter. I was bitten by a rogue in the Louisiana bayou, and I'm desperate to find a way to break the curse of the cat that shivers under my skin...and to steal a talisman that's rumored to do exactly that. Problem is, it's secreted away in the penthouse apartment of Alpha Anthony Holder, and he doesn't take it well when he catches me breaking in.

Angelica: After four years, I’m forced back to the metropolis of Cebrene and away from the haven I created in Antium City. My safety is now in danger, so I need to bide my time before I can leave this place again. My baba is the Godfather of the Night of the Kouvalakis family and I am his only child. I know he is keeping many secrets from me, and a past I hardly remember keeps plaguing me.

When I waged war to become the Pakhan of the Bratva in order to protect my daughter, I didn’t expect to be ambushed by an arranged marriage. The Irish wanted to cement our alliance, as if the sacrifices I’ve made for them weren’t enough. Now they expected me to engage in their barbaric customs; blood oaths, hand fasts and other ridiculous rituals. They presented me with this fiery-haired, waifish, scared little thing with a unpronounceable name. I was halfway ready to back out when she stabbed me right in the middle of dinner.

Night has fully fallen on Aesir. A comet streaks through the sky, heralding the return of the monstrous winged gods. Separated from everyone she knows and loves, Tessa must find a way to brave the coming storm. Within her, a dangerous power grows. It might be the one thing that can save them all—if only she can find the strength to control it. And as long as Kalen is not forced to kill her first.

Newbie reporter Harper Allen never forgot the time she was saved from disaster by a handsome stranger—or the sensual night that followed. After he leaves the next morning without a word, she realizes she can't be too upset about the best night a man ever gave her. She could never have predicted that one year later she would be face to face with the handsome stranger—only now he is the man assigned to protect her from a senator's killer.

Mein Instinkt warnte mich, dass Alex Volkov ein gefährlicher Mann war. Mein Verstand sagte mir, ich solle weglaufen, als er mich mit unbeugsamer Entschlossenheit ins Visier nahm. Nicht, dass ich nicht versucht hätte, mich zu wehren, aber Alex hatte einen Plan. Er war mir immer einen Schritt voraus und zog mich geschickt tiefer in sein Netz. Selbst als er mir die Freiheit gab, war es nur eine Illusion.

My instincts warned me that Alex Volkov is a dangerous man. My mind told me to run when he set his sights on me with unfaltering determination. It’s not that I didn’t try to resist, but Alex had a game plan. He was always one step ahead of me, skillfully drawing me deeper into his web. Even when he gave me freedom, it was only an illusion.

Our relationship is complex. His ancestors took over my planet. I’m descended from the few who survived. To say we have issues is to put it mildly...He wants me off his warship and I’m more than happy to oblige. The ones who stay end up love-sick, bound to one of them for all time. I’m immune, luckily. Their sickness will never be mine. Except...I might be immune, but he’s not, and now the worst thing has happened. I’m panicking and out of time. My enemy is hunting, obsessed with one prey: Me. And somehow this might actually be fine...