Résultats pour "The Manor" dans Humoristique

Recent graduate Mathias Mandrake's life takes a turn when an unexpected inheritance of a distant relative's manor falls right into his lap. However, this home across the country comes with a condition: Mat cannot live there alone. Good thing his best friend Frankie is ready to leave behind his lackluster trail of midnight trysts for a more suburban life. Eager to hone in his dilf-hunting skills, his bags are packed and ready to go before Mat can finish signing the paperwork.

After accidentally becoming Lord of Gloomwood Manor, countless enemies seek to kill Drake and take his title. All he wanted was some beer and a pack of donuts. Instead, Drake got abducted, tossed into a fantasy world, and almost ritually executed by a pro-wrestler monk with performance issues. After stabbing his rather idiotic kidnapper to death, he magically inherits the old fart’s massive mansion, servants, mountains of gold, and deadly magic powers... which would be great if it also didn’t paint a giant target on his back.

Roan Vin Wetter (he/they) is a fool. A foreigner in the Queendom that conquered his homeland a century past. A lush. A seething revolutionary. And a very recently suspended university student. Hoping to drown their academic woes, Roan agrees to try a back-alley tavern on the far side of town. The night is filled with too much wine, too much coin, and an extra dose of something new to wash it all down. The Green – the proprietary tincture of the Goodfellows’ Manor.

Drake has secured his manor and his people’s loyalty. Now, it’s time to go on offense. Confronted with a mandatory summons from the capital city, Drake reluctantly takes his new manor on the road. Now protected by his loyal battle maids, his fierce zarovian soldiers, and his powerful new rarity, he’ll face evil assassins, clueless bounty hunters, and ruthless mercenaries on his way to a council with manor lords who hope to remove him from power.

Warring staff. 'Accidental' poisonings. Topiary of dubious intent. Throw in the full complement of the Toot Hansell Women's Institute and dragons doing yoga, and DI Adams is starting to wonder if she might have made a small misjudgement signing up for this particular spa weekend. And that's before the dead body in the sauna and the storm that cuts them off from the rest of the world. Now she's dealing with a houseful of guests (and staff) who're looking more suspicious by the moment, fending off protesters, and trying to keep everyone safe as the storm closes in.

Marla survived another mad caper, one she solved by the skin of her teeth. Her ankle might never be the same after all that creature humping, and there are some Haveners she’ll never be able to look at the same, but at least no one’s in love with her who doesn’t want to be. She only has the one boyfriend now, and Quade Contonn is more than enough wizard for her. In fact, he’s the perfect fit. After decades apart, reuniting with her first love couldn’t be going better.