Résultats pour "Vampire! Vampire!" dans Urbain

Winifred “Fred” Crowsdale thought life couldn’t get worse after a decade-long relationship ended in humiliating betrayal. Then, her rambunctious husky chewed through a door, prompting her furious landlord to kick them out—and ban them from every rental in town. Her one glimmer of hope? A mysterious, sentient house that offers them a home. But Fred’s luck takes a deadly turn when a daylight food-delivery gig in the Vampire Sector goes wrong… leaving her with fangs, an insatiable thirst, and a kill-on-sight warrant from the ruthless vampire court.

Ici Séréna, chasseuse de catastrophes. Une nuit ordinaire au bureau s'est transformée en épisode d'une série de l'absurde quand mon boss a été attaqué par un vampire. Oui, tu as bien lu : un vampire. Et comme si ça ne suffisait pas, j'ai été sauvée par Alexander, un autre vampire, qui a décidé que devenir mon garde du corps ténébreux était son nouveau passe-temps favori.

When Amber Benson moves into her inherited Manhattan basement apartment, she just wants to figure out her life. But when soul-sucking monsters attack her in the subway and she's rescued by a devastatingly gorgeous man who turns out to be a vampire king, everything changes. Waking up in his penthouse fortress should have been her salvation. It's actually her nightmare.

On ne se mélange pas. On ne trahit pas. On ne se montre pas. Quand Sixtine, Elinor et Neeve se sont cachées parmi les loups, elles ignoraient que leur acte allait bousculer les lois du monde des ombres. Désormais sous la menace d’un procès en sorcellerie, chacune d’entre elles cherche les moyens de s’en sortir. Mais les conséquences des événements survenus sur leur amitié et sur leurs amours vont tourmenter les trois femmes, alors qu’un danger encore plus grand les guette…

Entre l’entité qui menace d’engloutir la ville et des loups-garous furieux, mon quotidien est loin d’être tranquille... Depuis que j’ai plongé dans le monde des surnaturels, il semble que les catastrophes s’enchaînent à un rythme effréné. Si je pensais enfin pouvoir respirer, c’était sans compter sur les rebondissements de ma vie "normalement calme". Nikolas, le novice d’Alexander, subit le rejet de ses anciens amis magiciens, Zéphira, la directrice de l’académie, s’effondre sous le poids de ses responsabilités, et Ivan, notre magicien maladroit, découvre qu’il a un dangereux don de persuasion.

After the shit that went down in Chrome Mine, I’m beginning to fear that I may never see my Sidnee again, because the Sidnee I’ve been left with? She’s downright scary. Just as we try to catch our breath, calamity strikes anew: the Mayor’s son has been murdered, and suspicion is being thrown around like confetti—from the mayor himself to nearly half the town, including the usually mild-mannered Sidnee.

Suddenly I’m neck-deep in a world that I’ve never really believed in, no matter what my crazy great-aunt Mabel used to say. Seriously, I have more than enough drama in my life already, without adding an irresistibly mesmerizing nightclub owner to the mix. My boss - a man with a penchant for trouble and the echo of tragedy lurking behind his dark gaze. My new coworkers appear to be universally insane. My deadbeat ex is in trouble with a capital “T”, and if history is any indication, he’ll do his best to drag my son and me right along with him.

By night, they fight in a dangerous game of cat-and-mouse. By day, they are friendly next-door neighbors. Neither of them know that their alter egos are archenemies. I’ve spent my life training in the family business of slaying vampires, but I’m tired of all the death. I want to prove we slayers can help society, not just break it. I start my new life by joining the Magiford supernatural task force, which exists to protect humans and supernaturals from harmful magic.

I thought I was finally getting the hang of being a paranormal policewoman, but when one of the gemstones powering the barrier around the town is stolen, I’m as terrified as the average Joe. Of course, there’s nothing average about the Joes in this town. It’s chock full of mythical creatures, and some of them think the barrier is a waste of time. Well, I’ve seen the cryptid monster beyond and I know we’re doomed if the magical palisade ever fails. Calling what would follow a massacre would be a gross understatement.

Ok, so not much sex is going on. The closest I’ve gotten to some action is a date with Stan which ended in disaster. But with all the eye-candy walking around this small town, including the sexy vampire leader, Connor, I’m definitely re-thinking my ‘no dating’ rule. I don’t get the chance to do much about it though because some ruffians think it’s funny to break into the Grimes’ moonshine shop.

Welcome to Portlock: where the dead don’t always stay that way. When a human inspector drops dead in the Chrome Mine, things get messy fast. The dwarves are up in arms, swearing the mine is cursed, and when a second body turns up—this time without its head—all fingers point to the local hag. But I’ve met Matilda. She’s terrifying, sure, but she doesn’t seem like the elaborate crime scene type. More of a ‘crush you under a landslide’ kind of gal. Still, with the dwarves baying for blood and a murderer on the loose, I need answers before this case spirals out of control.

I thought going back to school would be fun. After all, we’re adults now–no angst-ridden teen dramas here–and we’re all law-enforcement recruits training to become State Troopers. Surely we’ll work together like professionals, right? Wrong. One of my fellow recruits has it in for me. If I didn’t know better, I’d think I’d peed in his cereal or corrected his grammar in public, but I swear I’ve done nothing to deserve the daggers he’s throwing my way.

The second book in the hugely popular hilarious supernatural romance Accidents Happen series by USA TODAY bestselling author Jessica Cage, where a young woman named Whitney accidentally hooks up with a drop-dead gorgeous vampire, only to find that when her blood pressure rises, the undead just...

Someone paid the vampire king’s creepy son to turn me into one of the bitey undead. I’m not hanging about to find out who or why. The vampires want me to stay with them for one hundred years of indentured servitude but I have this thing about following orders so I ran from the streets of London to the wilds of Alaska. I have an eidetic memory and a can-do attitude. I can-do anything to get away from the vampire king. So when the Sheriff of Portlock, a hidden paranormal town, invites me to be his assistant, I say sure thing. It beats servitude hands down.

Anton is beyond frustrating. He was so sweet when we first met, and I’d thought we had a real connection. But then he had to ruin everything with his big mouth and jerky face. Ugh. I can’t get him out of my head. Even when I’m beyond angry at him, I still feel a pull to be near him. A pull I can’t seem to ignore. And when my entire world gets turned upside-down, I can’t help but reach for the ancient vampire and hope that together, we can conquer anything that’s thrown at us… anything that’s coming for us.

Sterling has his hands full balancing the attentions of an ancient Norse deity, a knife-wielding Knight of the Flowers, and a sleazy vampire sycophant. And those are just his buddies.

There’s a smokin’ hot dead guy locked in my garden shed. That part’s bad enough. But now, he’s trying to get out...Growing up, my father always told me that I’d come to a bad end, just like my mom did when I was a kid. Hearing that kind of shit when you’re little eventually gets to a girl, but I can’t say I ever expected my "bad end" to involve an angry vampire with a severe case of iron deficiency and a panty-melting English accent.

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Avoir une fille en pleine crise d'adolescence quand on a 27 ans, ce n'est déjà pas de la tarte mais quand votre adorable progéniture est une jeune vampire en pleine poussée hormonale, ça devient carrément insurmontable. Comme si je n'avais déjà pas assez à faire avec une bande de portionneuses complètement disjonctées qui sème la pagaille dans toute la région et la nouvelle guerre qui se profile lentement mais sûrement à l'horizon.

There’s a smokin’ hot dead guy locked in my garden shed. That part’s bad enough. But now, he’s trying to get out.