Résultats pour "Storm" dans Surnaturel

A call from a distraught wife, and another from Lt. Murphy of the Chicago PD Special Investigation Unit makes Harry believe things are looking up, but they are about to get worse, much worse. Someone is harnessing immense supernatural forces to commit a series of grisly murders. Someone has violated the first law of magic: Thou Shalt Not Kill. Tracking that someone takes Harry into the dangerous underbelly of Chicago, from mobsters to vampires....

Sometimes, the greater good is best served by being a little… bad. After spending some not-so-quality time in a white-collar prison, all Declan Storm wants is to have a few days of peace and solitude. Ideally, magic-free. But the moment he returns home, he realizes that rest is not in the foreseeable future. A group of unhinged vampires took residence in Key West, unafraid to spill blood. And when Declan confronts them, he makes a shocking discovery that shakes him to the core.

Between a rock and a hard place… With no way out… When Declan is summoned to the FBI office to investigate a kidnapping case, he braces for trouble. But nothing could prepare him for the ultimate shock—he is the ransom. Pushed into a corner, he has no choice but to comply with all the twisted demands of the kidnapper.

In the aftermath of the battle with the Right Hand of Chaos, the world steadily tilts toward the darkness, and the wave of supernatural violence wreaks havoc all over the state. So, when Declan receives a late-night call from his FBI handler, asking for his help with the attack on the local law school, he’s not surprised. A mysterious and powerful force hunts werewolves worldwide and subjects them to a test by fire before killing them. And the epicenter of this senseless brutality seems to be located in Riverbend, Illinois.

With global warming out of control, large swathes of North America have been struck by famine and drought and are now known as the Desert. A young woman sets out across this dry, hostile landscape, gradually building an arcane apparatus she believes will bring rain to the parched earth. Jesse lives alone, far from civilization. Once, he too made rain, but he stopped when his abilities caused fatalities, bringing down not just rain but scorpions, strange snakes, and spiders. 

My name is Scarlet Jones, and I'm a witch...of some kind. Probably. I grew up in a family full of strong Blood witches, in which my strange magic never belonged. I thought I was the only one of my kind out there, a true freak of nature, and I liked it that way. I lived on my own, learning to hunt these creatures nobody seemed to know anything about, a bunch of mindless thingies who were in the habit of sucking my magic dry wherever they found me.

A brutal tournament, a missing sister, and a witch with nothing left to lose. I’m Alicia Stormwell, a witch who spends her days rescuing fantastic creatures and my nights battling the dark underworld of magical animal trafficking. But nothing prepares me for the mess I’m about to walk into. When my hunky werewolf friend, Kyle Matthews, asks for my help in finding his missing sister, Sabrina, I’m all in. Our search leads us to the Velvet Claw, a shadowy organization running a supernatural fight ring where lives are currency and losing isn’t an option.

Welcome to Crimson, Georgia. I’m Charley Underwood—the witch trying to save this town from a magical apocalypse… When my mother died, I inherited her dive bar and her magic. As well as a duty to protect my hometown from supernatural monsters. An ancient, bloodthirsty vampire is buried below Crimson. After more than a century, the enchantment that imprisons him is failing. If I can’t fix it, Lazerus Blackmore will rise again… And force us all to kneel before him.

In een Hopi-dorp ontmoet Ivy de rebelse Tyler, samen worden ze geconfronteerd met bovennatuurlijke krachten. Ivy’s dromen onthullen een gevaarlijk geheim. Kan de Navajo medicijnman hen helpen de waarheid te ontdekken? Deel 2 van 2.

Rescuing fantastic beasts is child’s play. Clearing the name of a ridiculously handsome werewolf? Hold my broomstick. My name is Alicia Stormwell. By day, I run The Bestiary, a nonprofit that saves and rehabilitates legendary critters.

Valerie KuriaKen has faced down occultists, rogue witches, and supernatural threats, but nothing has prepared her for this. The Ascendents are attempting their most audacious plot yet—merging our world with a nightmare realm where they'll reign supreme. Partnered with FBI Agent Ben Carter, whose analytical mind balances her destructive magic, Valerie infiltrates an underground lair in Salem.

Through three different timelines, this paranormal historical novel weaves a story of Galveston’s past, underscoring its danger and isolation, as well as its remarkable resilience, its capacity for both nostalgia and reinvention. Full of contradictions, at once insular and open to the world, magical but stifling, stuck in the past yet determined to overcome, Galveston Island is as much a character of the novel as Suzanne, Betty, Katie, their lovers, and their confidantes.

Moving into a rundown Victorian house with a vampire living in the basement isn’t as bad as I thought, but things go from weird to weirder when a badly injured gnome collapses in my back yard. The surprising part? It’s my friend Nin’s long-lost grandfather. Since he’s unconscious, we can’t figure out who’s chasing him or where he’s been all these years, but if we can’t help him, he’ll die. To make matters worse, there’s a new dragon in town. A female dragon.

An ancient menace that was widely believed to have died in 1912 has now reappeared with a vengeance. Zoa Promaji, a demonic horde of nearly six-hundred entities, had long been credited for some of the worst calamities to strike mankind during the past two-thousand years. Instigating disasters ranging from weather and seismic events to plagues responsible for the eventual deaths of millions of people mercifully came to an end when the demons guided an iceberg field into the path of the RMS Titanic.

Who would have thought that I, Scarlet Jones, the first ever Storm witch of the world, would one day work for the ECU? I sure as hell didn't, but here we are. When Jane Dunham came to the monastery to look for her sister Elisa, she had a parting gift for us: a horde of demons who came into our home and killed without mercy. It put an end to our illusion of safety pretty quickly. 

Considering the last few years, Viktor Warden should be prepared for anything: a murderous ex-wife, body-snatching, and fighting tooth and nail with some of the most evil, gruesome foes the world has ever seen. Looks like that might have just been the warm-up. As the world reels in the wake of a pandemic, ghosts from his past rise out of the Aether to extract their pound of flesh whether he’s willing to pay or not.

Bath, England. As Detective Andrew Deans struggles to be present for his wife's challenging fertility treatment, the case of a missing college student hits a dead end. Under pressure from his job and his marriage, Deans' inquiry takes a turn when he receives impossible-to-deny evidence from a psychic....Despite his lack of belief in the paranormal, following the ghostly thread escalates his missing person case into a murder investigation. Unable to focus on his responsibilities at home, Deans works with the medium to build evidence from a new source: the voice of the victim herself.

Everything I needed to fight until my dying breath was right there in my hands, until it wasn't anymore. I made Erick Adams into the monster that he is today. I doomed the whole world by giving him the means to become invincible. Wilder said to me once that, whether it's a blessing or a cruse, I'm never, ever on my own. This time, it will be no different. I'll go to the end of the worlds if I have to, sell my soul to whoever will buy it, just to kill the monster I created, and save the people I love from a fate more horrible than death.

The Carnival of Light didn't exactly go the way the ECU had imagined. We ended up putting the best show in the world for them. Hiding away in an abandoned monastery while all our enemies knew where we were sounded much better as an idea. Now that we were actually living there, all Storm witches who'd come to meet us at the carnival, it was a whole other story. We'd gotten every person on the ECU hit-list under one roof, and we had no means to protect them. Yet. Finding the Spellmaker kid is our top priority. Without spells, we don't have much hope to make our place in the world.

If there is one lesson I’ve been taught in my life, it’s that fairies are the absolute worst. Finding a fledgling succubus in Faerie is like locating a needle inside a realm-sized haystack. With a guide I can’t trust and a goal more ephemeral than smoke, my odds of success are tenuous at best. Not to mention, as the last Elemental in existence, I have a giant target painted on my back. Because one half of Faerie wants me dead, and the other half wants to use me as a sacrifice to open the gates to Earth. But I swore I would find my quarry, and I will.