Résultats pour "death" dans Fantasy

Après l'attaque vient le chaos. Alors que Taylor se remet lentement de ses blessures, Max est brisée, mais debout. Déterminée à protéger ceux qu'elle aime, elle se relève, une fois de plus. De son côté, Max se lance dans une mission désespérée : retrouver Tessa, la fille du chef des Anarchy, alors que l'ombre de son ennemi rôde.

'This is how you do chemistry! The Second Death of Locke is a masterful epic that combines classic fantasy worldbuilding with an addictive love story. Alternately charming and hauntingly dark, this one will stay with you long after the last page' Heather Fawcett, author of Emily Wilde's...

The God of Death says I’m his long-lost bride. His soul mate. An Omega who betrayed him two thousand years ago. He believes my memories are the key to our survival. Only, they’re memories I no longer possess. Because I’m not who he thinks I am. I’m Serapina, not Persephone. A human, not an Omega. And that knot he keeps talking about? Yeah, that’s not coming anywhere near me. Except Hades isn’t the only one threatening to claim me with his knot. Morpheus, the God of Dreams, says I belong to him, too.

From the New York Times and USA Today-bestselling author of the House of Night series Kristin Cast comes the next spicy and spellbinding light romantasy in the Towerfall series. In a world built on illusion, the truth is often deadly… Juniper Chase has perfected the art of being exactly what...

In this dazzling romantic fantasy that perfectly blends political intrigue with death magic, a dancer-turned-princess must destroy one king to save another in this daring sequel to A Dance of Lies. Once a dancer, now a disgraced princess on the run, Vasalie Moran is caught in the middle of a war...

A runewitch on the run has only one option left: join forces with the sarcastic, unpleasantly gorgeous necromancer she loathes The man Thraga loved is dead, and her future is in shambles. When she's sentenced to the gallows for killing her lover's murderers, it's a relief more than anything… until, the night before her execution, a necromancer is thrown into her cell. Escaping with him is her only chance to bring Lark back to life—and also the start of all her troubles.

Adam is not having a good day. First, he finds out his very long-time boyfriend has been having an affair. Then, his dramatic exit becomes a little too dramatic when he ends up dead. To top it off, he finds out that the afterlife isn't at all what he expected (he has no desire to learn to play the harp, thank you very much). Fortunately for him, some afterlife bureaucratic screw-up ends him up with the most smoking-hot demon he's ever seen, and he decides he's keeping him. Maybe the afterlife won't be so bad after all.

Mercy made her a martyr. Death will make her a queen. When the inquisition condemns Ysabel as a heretic, the prince of death claims her as his own. Melkart drags her from the pyre into a realm where souls arrive broken stripped of memory and faith. His realm is unraveling. He believes Ysabel is the cause and the cure. Cursed with a power that summons fire—and follows death—Ysabel is pulled between the mortal world that hunts her and the underworld that would claim her. At the center of it stands the man who calls her his salvation. She should fear him. Instead, she’s drawn to him.

I knew Callum would come for me. I leave the treacherous underworld behind and return to life with the man I love—finally. But when I ask him to marry me, there's a heaviness in his silence. He admits that he's kept something from me . . . and he finally tells me his truth. A secret I wish he'd taken to the grave. A secret that changes everything. Callum had earned the respect and acceptance of everyone in my life, but then he destroyed it in just the span of minutes. I'm not sure where this leaves us, but the situation only gets worse when Leviathan returns.

Twenty four years have passed since Talon and Calista defeated Barron and his sons. The dragons were freed of their mental imprisonment and now they soar proudly in the skies above the Southern Isles. Twenty four years of peace. Until Lily Rothschild's galleon sails off course and ends up far to...

He was already sitting at her table when she walked in. Jamie Wilder writes romance novels for a living. She knows how a love story works: the meet-cute, the tension, the turn. So when the man in the black coat starts telling her about a Puritan farmer's daughter in 1680s Connecticut, she recognizes a good story when she hears one.

The day Death comes to Lazarus Gaumond’s town and kills everyone in one fell swoop, the last thing he expects to see is a woman left alive and standing. But Lazarus has her own extraordinary gift: She cannot be killed—not by humans, not by the elements, not by Death himself. She is the one soul Death doesn’t recognize. The one soul he cannot pry free from her flesh.

Astoria Tempest has lived countless lives, but none that truly belonged to her. Cursed with immortality and the ability to return the dead, she's spent over a century fleeing grief, guilt, and the trail of second chances she never had the right to give. But when she bargains her husband's soul...

The stories about the fae court were true and I’m not sure if any of us will survive. Everything in the fae court wants me dead. The monsters who live here, the royal family, even the other tributes. I’m surrounded by enemies but I won’t forget the cause of all this suffering: The Fae King. If I’m going down, I’m going to take him with me.

Everything should be fine. The Brid is dead. I'm the new Seelie king. And Lonan is with me, safe from the Unseelie queen—his mother—and terrible brothers. But it's not fine. Nothing is fine. I can't seem to let go of my old life, even as this new one—and my new responsibilities—overwhelm...

Above the hungry crowd chanting for blood, I put my body on the line in the hopes that maybe, just maybe, it will be enough… Welcome to the Mouth of Hell, where I'm training to defeat my past before it destroys my future. To beat my father and secure my freedom, I'll have to be stronger than...

From the moment our paths crossed, Wrath has always been with me. Until he's not. The Barbarians come for the Southern Isles by land and sea, and once the battle commences, I quickly learn that the command of the dead has been stripped from me. All I have left is the strength of a god, but that's more powerful than armor made of dragon scales. I know that Wrath still lives if I have this ability, and it feels like a message beyond the Underworld. That he hasn't left me. At least by choice. I have to survive this war and save my father. And then I'll find the man I love.

With my father indisposed, I become Queen of the Southern Isles—and it's the heaviest responsibility of my life. I know the Barbarians will come for the kingdom, and I have to prepare for war. But I don't have to do it alone . . . because Wrath is with me. My advisor and my protector, he helps me secure the aid of my allies, and helps me remember my strength. And when I become lost in despair, he tells me I can do this. That I'm the only one who can do this.

They say God is a woman, well what about Death? Amara's life takes a turn when she decides she needs to go grocery shopping. For better or for worse, that remains to be seen. Enter the deadly trio: Ethan: a warm-hearted psychopath. Tristan: cold as ice, with a penchant for guacamole. Caden: the light in the storm. The attraction is instantaneous, overwhelming, and they swear she is the missing piece to their apocalyptic puzzle. Can they truly help her figure out who she is? Because, according to them she's the fourth horseman of the Apocalypse.

They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. So what happens when you actually die and come back? Hazel Blackwood's "till death do us part" came early when her werewolf fiancé strangled her and tossed her in a grave—but saving herself for six feet of dirt wasn't the afterlife she signed...