Résultats pour "Stella" dans Urbain

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.

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.

The quiet little healer? She can't be my mate. My wolf was desperate—we were dying. Poisoned. Tortured. It's the only explanation. But when I wake up, she's there at my side, and my wolf is nearly feral, trying to get to her, stake his claim on her. But I push her away, because it's all too much, too soon. I'm not worthy of a mate. Especially not now that I'm scarred. I'm too broken, too ugly, too mean. Anything good in me was burned out a long time ago. No, she's better off without me. Now I just have to convince my wolf to let her go.

When I launched the knife to stop the warlock aiding the enemy's escape, it took me a moment too long to realize the man I'd killed was my mate. When I met Wren again in Otherworld and he thanked me for killing him, I realized my hasty action had turned out to be his salvation. I'd never been the kind of person someone went to for comfort, but could I be that for my mate while also protecting him from the evil we're working to defeat?

The first time I went looking for Kym, it was because he was a relative of a murder victim I was investigating. Every time after that? It was because I realized he was my mate. For the first time in my long existence, I'd found something more important than my work. But with children getting kidnapped and an evil unlike I'd ever seen growing stronger, my realm and my king needed me more than ever. Could I really make a choice between my family and my mate?

When my idea of sneaking into the Burning Chasm for a recon mission was shot down by everyone, including the King of Otherworld, I probably should've listened. Now I was stuck inside a chasm full of the blackest souls of the world, and I could get caught any moment by the very evil we were trying to fight. Would I be able to get out in time, or was this the end for me?

United by destiny and bound by love, Pen, Flint, Marc, and Sharpe summon unwavering courage to work together and safeguard Clearhelm from encroaching shadows, facing danger, love, and sacrifices beyond imagination.

Alexandra Quinn and Rio Mondragon run a successful magician-for-hire business where they break spells and hexes for their clients. But they are always under the watchful eye of the Bureau of Magical Affairs, that wants to pass a law requiring all magic users to wear scarlet letters. Luckily, Quinn is involved with a BMA agent and is able to get away with any violation.

The Cleaners regained their missing partner, but in doing so, they lost another. Can a fractured team be made whole? Or is this one mess they can't fix? Pen is used to cleaning up other people’s messes, but she's always had backup. Darius running off in Marc’s body has left her one cowboy short, and following a lead on his location lands Pen in a fight for her life. Someone has put a bounty on her head, and mercenaries are coming out of the woodwork to collect. Meanwhile, Sharpe faces trouble at the Woo Woo Squad.

Nothing says relaxation like a summons to murder. When the Cleaners are called back from a much-needed vacation, they return to find Clearhelm under attack. Someone is killing the witchblood, leaving empty bodies drained of magic. All signs point to another practitioner as the culprit, but Clearhelm’s coven leader is adamant that none of the members of the Conservatory would risk dirtying their souls with dark magic. As the number of bodies increases, Pen and her team must track down the killer before all the stolen magic gets out of control and takes Clearhelm with it.

As paranormal mercenaries, Pen and her team take any job for the right price, but even their willingness to cross the line has a limit. When they’re hired to exorcise a half-demon child, it lands them in the cross-hairs of the Joint Task Force of Paranormal Investigations. Captain Sharpe and the Cleaners share a tangled past of broken trust and thwarted desires that makes working together difficult. But the JTFPI is on the tail of a half-demon child trafficking ring that sounds far too similar to the job Pen and her team are running, and neither agency is willing to back down.

Rory Costas, Arcane Transporter, finds herself babysitting a trio of badass Arbiters, including the highly distracting Zev Aslanov, as they track down a magical serum that shouldn't exist and a killer who's targeting the researchers behind it. As if that wasn't enough for the fledgling Arcane entrepreneur to handle, the growing attraction to Zev is shifting into potential relationship territory, a terrifying road that could expose her lifelong secret behind her magical ability. But that's not the only hazard ahead. One of the Arbiters is Zev's ex-girlfriend.