Résultats pour "Kyle" dans Fantasy

Dopo la morte della madre, Nia si sente persa e senza un posto da chiamare casa. La sua vita sembra precipitare, tuttavia, una svolta inaspettata la risolleva. Conosce Elizabeth, la proprietaria di un locale notturno immerso nella foresta e instaura con lei un’amicizia sincera che non si incrina nemmeno dopo una sconvolgente scoperta: la sua amica Elizabeth nasconde un segreto, è una vampira. Kyler, il seducente e pericoloso Principe Oscuro fa parte del mondo misterioso in cui Nia viene introdotta.

As if hitting 30 wasn't enough, unmated Scarlet Wickham is summoned to this year's Gathering. As a woman marked to be the mate of an Alpha pair, she's not going to find happiness anywhere other than in the arms of two Alpha werewolves. So, off she goes with her sisters in tow. 'Cause yeah, she's one of the plump Wickham triplets, and they're all being carted off to werewolf speed dating.

Weremole Kira has spent 29ish years of her life half blind and occasionally half dead. In an effort to remain fully alive, she moves to Grayslake, Georgia, with her guide dog - a guide dog who decides to lift his leg and relieve himself on werebear Isaac Abrams' belongings. And when he roars...well, it makes her heart go pitter-patter. Just when she thinks she might have found happiness, a raving she-b*tch werebear chick tries to kill her with the same poison that scarred Isaac to hell and back. The poison that Kira's family happens to manufacture....

Ugh. Gabriella Wickham thought turning 30 was bad enough, but now she's been invited (ordered) to attend this year's Gathering (werewolf speed dating). Having a Mark on her arm means that she's one of the few human women destined to mate with not one, but two Alpha werewolves. Thank goodness werewolves don't come in "ugly". After her sister Scarlet mates the Ruling Alphas, things really start to get interesting. Gabby runs into not one, but two hotter than hot werewolves who make her tingle in all the right places.

If there's one thing Party Witch Extraordinaire Kelly Holloway likes, it's a good time. So what if her coven thinks she's so immature they've tacked an extra year onto her wardship? Of course, that's why it's such a surprise when she learns she's inherited Hollow House.

Agenor, Lord Protector of the Fae Isles and right hand of the Mother herself, doesn’t expect anything to still surprise him after twelve centuries of life. Finding a taunting note from an anonymous thief in his wardrobe is enough to rouse his curiosity, though. Enough to do the unthinkable—write back. Then he finds out he’s been exchanging letters with a humble human. Worse, a human challenging him to his face.

Blitz is meant to be a rampaging Devastator Dragon. Unfortunately, lighting his own hearth fire isn't really a strength. When he accidentally kidnaps the black Princess Azania, the most beautiful woman in all the realms, riches, honor, and undeniable glory beckon.

Rebecca Twynham hates nature, loves a juicy steak, is not Marked, and thinks wolves come in one form: on four feet and with fur. So when she's hauled to the annual werewolf Gathering by this scary as hell magical vortex, she's pretty surprised to find out werewolves are real. With that new knowledge, she finds she still hates nature, she'd love a juicy steak, and maybe - she might be - Marked. Well, she doesn't see a Mark, but she also has heavy scarring from a childhood accident - or was it intentional?

Whitney Wickham is at the darned annual werewolf Gathering all right. Only there's one problem: she doesn't belong there. Her sisters carry the Mark indicating they'll mate an Alpha Pair of wolves, while Whitney does not have that lovely, swirling scar. She's been hauled half way around the world to be stared at, and not-so-covertly sniffed, for no reason. Unfortunately, the gorgeous, drool worthy, magic-mojo-wielding Wardens don't know why she's been summoned to the Gathering any more than she does.

Talia Reed was supposed to be a tactical asset—brilliant, unwilling, and utterly necessary to defend my cyborg colony. We brought her here because we had no choice. But from the second she looked at me with those fire-blue eyes, everything changed. She fought me. Challenged me. Matched me move for move. And I wanted her.

Jenna: Find a guy, screw him senseless, lock it down, and live a life full of luxury and bottomless mimosas. Is that such a bad dream? Too bad step one keeps blowing up in my face. Especially once they find out I'm a fox shifter. Then I meet Fenton. He's a bobcat shifter, a gorgeous one, and surprisingly charming. After a few dates, I'm starting to think I can skip the whole gold-digging plan and just fall for him. But there's one little problem.

Becci: Shifter men are the worst. After the latest one flipped out because I wouldn’t give up my job as a research scientist to play house, I accidentally shifted. In a restaurant. Into a twelve-foot crocodile. REDS is my last shot before giving up on men. And they actually find me a reptile shifter, hot and quiet with gila monster vibes. Things are looking up. Right until I got tasered outside of my lab and six goons shove me into a black van. I'm blindfolded, handcuffed, and on a loaded onto a plane. 

When Elena packed up her Earth life to join her sister on the alien planet Thryal, she expected some culture shock. But these aliens treated her like she still believed in flat planets and magic potions! When a crisis hits Thryal's moon colony, suddenly her "primitive" Earth perspective doesn't seem so worthless. Now she's stuck on a failing agricultural station with Rylan, the frustratingly brilliant—and gorgeous—alien lead scientist who actually listens to her ideas.

Some marriages start with a loving "I do." Theirs starts with a lie. When human Kleena is snatched off the streets of Jorvla and thrust into an auction, she expects to find herself at the mercy of her buyer, not rescued by a Naga prince—even if he is a warrior haunted by the ghosts of his own...

Some love stories start with a choice. Theirs began with a sacrifice. Human slave Mila's survival depended on obedience—until she uncovered a secret that made her a target. Beaten, imprisoned, and left with no way out, she never expected a Naga warrior to destroy her chains. Niri General...

Harlow has been ready to stand at her mate's side as he Ascends to the position of alpha for years. But he crushes that dream and wrenches her heart out when he chooses another female to be his mate. Unable to stay and witness her would-be mate’s continuing betrayal, Harlow flees to the small town of Forest Crest and finds work at a local vet. But malicious hunters are hot on her scent and she's forced to seek Sanctuary with the enigmatic Gravecrest Pack where she's drawn into the orbit of powerful Alpha Atlas and steadfast Beta Colt. 

Rejected by her mate and betrayed by her pack, Delilah doesn't need a mate, let alone two. When Delilah's alpha tries to sell her to another pack, she runs rather than submit. No one will look for a shifter in the big city. But when she encounters a strange alpha at the freaking grocery store, she realizes she might not be as safe as she thought. But alphas Graham and Jude are as relentless as they are sweet and soon Delilah's caught between them—right where she wants to be.

Schoolteacher Abigail leaves her pack in shame and pain when her mate's father informs her that she's been rejected, a message he punctuates with his teeth and claws. Injured and frantic, she runs as far as she can. When she can't flee any further, she ends up in Dominic's pack and under his care. But it soon becomes clear that her mate Luke had no idea of his father's claims and when he shows up at the Moonstone pack Abigail is more confused than ever. How can she want both Luke and Dominic? And how will she ever choose?

I travelled to Verkoon to be matched as someone's mate, but the only matchmaking happening is me being paired with the gruff General . . . as his nanny. Thankfully, he's so damn hot I don't mind being kept at a distance—as long as I'm still allowed to look. Between breakfast together and play dates throughout the ship, we've gone from playing house to feeling like a real family. And with the way General Lokin looks at me, I forget where the line is for a little while. Oops! There's only one reason that a Vakhing's blood sings—and I know that the General's sings for me.

Life is about survival-not romance-but her Vahking Prince never got the memo. While I'm searching for my missing brother, I find myself in a dark alley with the wrong people. Too bad the hero that saves me is no better. He thinks he can win me over with sweet words, but I show him that I'm a girl of action . . .