Résultats pour "Stella" dans Science-Fiction et fantasy

Saeris Fane doesn't want power. The very last thing she needs is her name whispered on an entire court's lips, but now that she's been crowned queen of the Blood Court, she's discovering that a queen's life is not her own. A heavy weight rests upon her shoulders. Her ward—and her brother—need her back in her homeland…but the changes that have strengthened Saeris have also made her weak. Born under blazing suns, Saeris will surely die if she makes her way home through the Quicksilver. Which means that, once again, she must send someone else in her stead....

Ambra Valmori pensa che i suoi unici problemi siano l’imminente esame di archeologia persiana e la competizione spietata con il suo odiato rivale accademico, Ismael Sagredo. Ma gli astri hanno altri piani per il suo destino. Nel giro di una notte scopre che la magia esiste ed è ovunque intorno a lei, che i professori dell’Academia delle arti magiche di Seledia la considerano una minaccia alla loro segretezza e, peggio ancora, che il brillante mago che sarà costretto a farle da maestro è proprio Ismael.

Twenty-four-year-old Saeris Fane is good at keeping secrets. No one knows about the strange powers she possesses or the fact that she has been picking pockets and stealing from the Undying Queen's reservoirs for as long as she can remember. But a secret is like a knot. Sooner or later, it is bound to come undone. When Saeris comes face-to-face with Death himself, she inadvertently reopens a gateway between realms and is transported to a land of ice and snow. The Fae have always been the stuff of myth, of legend, of nightmares… but it turns out they're real.

I'm a doctor and a researcher. My pack is small, in a quiet part of central Texas. It's a simple existence, and I like it that way. It's just me and my two besties, living our best single lives. That is until the mandate comes. Every unmated wolf in the entire world called to one place. I'm a psi, the weakest designation there is. I can barely shift, and there's no chance of me getting matched—only humiliated. It can't get worse—until it does. I've barely made it off the bus when I lock eyes with the hottest wolf I've ever seen, and he reeks of power.

For over 600 years, Darius of Agremon has fought wars on behalf of those who needed his skills in combat. As a lechagos on Strongili, he spends his days commanding the Minoan coastguardsmen against pirates and marauders. His nights are spent alone, for despite having had wives in the past, he has watched them all grow old and die, childless, as he continues to live.

What’s become of the Immortal Darius? His wife, Stella, worries about his fate as she rules over their city-state of Deminon, especially when she learns he’s been the victim of treachery. She’ll do anything to get him back. Enslaved as a traitor to Rome, Darius is forced to fight gladiators as part of the funeral rites of powerful Romans. His years of experience on the battlefield serve him well in the arena - until he’s forced to fight Marcus - a younger, stronger gladiator who is unaware of his own immortality.

I'm a lot of things; a loyal best friend, music lover, introvert. All labels I'd happily claim are mine. Survivor of abuse, I'll claim because it's true, and I'm a survivor. But fated mate? That one feels like an ill-fitting glove. Especially when said mate has been feral for years, and nobody knows what sent him over the edge, let alone how to get him back. But there's no denying my wolf, and she wants him. So what's a girl to do? Bathe the stinky wolf if he's going to sneak into my bed and then play him Mozart until dawn. Obviously. But a fated mate connection is a once-in-a-lifetime bond.

No one told witch Selene Bowers having a soul mate would be so difficult. Nor did they warn her that he might be a vengeful, ancient sorcerer who would frame her for murder, force her to remember a past life he swears she lived, and then coerce her into an unbreakable marriage pact. But that’s exactly what happens the night of the Samhain Ball, when Selene finds herself in a jail cell. After waking from enchanted sleep, Memnon swore to discover why Selene betrayed him long ago.

It's not supposed to be possible, but I guess when your BFF is some sort of unicorn wolf with special powers, things tend to get a bit wonky. But that's not really the point. The point is I'm super duper for sure pregnant, and he's pissed off, growly, and grumpy as hell. Oh, and he found out by accident. While I was telling his best friend. And puking loudly. Huzzah for morning sickness, yo. And... he didn't seem thrilled. Not loving the trajectory here. But I'll protect my tiny, perfect Petal. Even from her own father if I have to.

I've been alone for over three hundred years. The darkness is around every corner, trying to swallow me whole as I watch my packmates one by one find their true loves, while I stand permanently on the sidelines. But when she collapses in my arms, everything comes into crystal clear focus. I don't even know her name, only that it's her. My mate. The one I've been waiting centuries for.

"Quindi è questo che si ottiene quando ci si fa il culo per la Congrega?" La domanda di Bianca è un proiettile che buca il silenzio della cella buia e sudicia in cui lei, Ebe, Gizem e Ani sono rinchiuse, accusate di tradimento, per volontà di Clarissa. Del resto, cos'altro dovrebbe pensare chi, come lei, sfuggita a un incubo, ha messo a rischio la propria vita per salvarne molte altre, e poi si è ritrovata in un incubo ancora peggiore? Persino Ebe, che ha sempre creduto nella rettitudine morale della sua Suprema, fatica a trovare un senso a ciò che sta accadendo.

Exposed as a witch and bound for execution, Silver refuses to show fear. Her defiance captures the attention of King Drakkar, a ruler feared for his ruthlessness and secrets. He spares her life on one condition: that she becomes his wife. But belonging to the king is just as deadly, because the royal court of this vast and brutal Viking world is teeming with vampires. To survive the court's blood-soaked games, she flees, only to fall into the hands of the Gods, who mark her for a far darker fate: become their chosen huntress and kill the undead.

Except I'm not the type anyone ever gives a second glance to, let alone is interested in. The only things guys check out from me are the books in the library that I oversee. But every day, the same Chupacabra comes back. At first, I think he's just lonely as he prowls behind me as I work, asking me questions. Then I realize he can't read.

Mein Name ist Stella. Ich kenne die Welt nur so, wie sie jetzt ist: voller Hunger, Kälte und Angst. In verwilderten Städten suche ich nach Nahrung und Unterschlupf. Doch in jedem verwaisten Haus, in jedem überwucherten Garten lauern sie, die lebenden Toten. Ihr rasselnder Atem verfolgt mich bis in meine Träume. Es gibt ein Gerücht. Über einen sicheren Ort, an dem die Menschen leben können, statt nur zu existieren. Diesen Ort zu finden ist mein größter Wunsch. Doch schon bald muss ich wieder einmal feststellen, dass es weitaus Gefährlicheres gibt als nur die Untoten: die anderen Überlebenden.

Stella wird als Schutzengel in Menschengestalt zum ersten Mal auf die Erde entsandt. Dabei büßt sie wie alle "Frischlinge im Erdeinsatz" die Fähigkeit, sich zu beflügeln, und ihre Flugerlaubnis ein. Ihr Auftrag lautet, dass Leben von Magdalena Zindler nach einem schweren Unfall zu beschützen, bei der Heilung zu helfen und ihr Leben neu zu ordnen. Das ist eine vielseitige Aufgabe. So muss sie sich auch um Magdalenas Freunde auf zwei und vier Beinen und um ihre Liebe zu Leo Bass kümmern.

The new prophecy promises more death… And Zwaantie is sick of it. Every choice has been taken away from her. In the depths of her despair she finds the one thing she never expected. Love. She must once again decide if she's going to step up and do the right thing or follow her heart. Deceit, love, and betrayal will take you on an emotional ride through this exciting third installment of Stella and Sol.

My first visit to the human realm in decades was…memorable. I visited a comic book store, and made a new friend. Liam was just as geeky as me, and while he might seem scary to humans, all I saw were his sweet smiles and kind gestures. Discovering he was my mate was a surprise, but when Liam didn’t react the way I expected when I accidentally revealed I was a jorogumo, hope unfurled. Maybe he would be the one to accept me exactly as I was.

Airen is at war. The queen is dead. The coven is incomplete. And things are uncertain under the sea. Now, the unicorns and mermaids and witches and warriors and the strangers from other lands all must band together to face the Beast and save Triton. The unions have been realized. Silence and Mars, True and Farah, Cassius and Elena, and Aramus and Ha-Lah are at their fullest powers. But the gods require sacrifice. The sacrifice of pure love. If it isn’t given, the Beast will prevail, and Triton will fall.

The Machines have ruled the galaxy for generations, their cold dominion forcing humanity to the edge of extinction. Scattered resistance factions fight desperately to survive, but hope is fleeting. That is, until rogue pilot Stella Michaels discovers Ironheart, the last warship of the Iron Rebellion.

What were the chances of running into my mate the first time I visited the human world? Almost none. And yet, there he was, with sparkling blue eyes, brightly painted nails, a wide smile, and a sassy as fuck mouth. There was no way I was dropping the ball on this, but it wasn't as easy as asking him out, even though he'd left me his number on my coffee cup. Being a supernatural in the human world was tough, but bringing a human into your world? Yeah, I was going to need some help.