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.

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 to save their daughter, the scales tip too far and Death comes to collect all she's stolen. Except Death isn't a shadow or a scythe. He's a man with cold eyes, a sharper tongue, and a ledger of names with hers at the top.

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.

I was born under the shadow of death, and my life since has been intricately entwined with that of the Grim Reaper. They call me the Death Whisperer. One hand fixes; the other breaks. All I have ever known is a life full of pain and suffering, because what the legends don't tell you about my power… is that there's always a price. And I'm the one who has to pay for it. My powers took my voice from me, and every day, I'm forced to experience unbearable agony. But my suffering doesn't stop the fae of our realm from using me and my gifts, regardless of the consequences.

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.

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 the east . . .

I was fifteen when the Death King came for us. With a mighty black dragon and the ability to command the dead, he raised an army of our fallen soldiers to fight for him—and conquered us in the night. My father, King Laurier of Scorpion Valley, couldn’t stop him. I tried to flee but came face to face with the man in black armor, the man who looked more like a god than a human. Instead of killing me, he chose to show me mercy… but it didn’t feel like mercy. Not when the next ten years of my life are spent as a slave in the Arid Sands, digging for Black Diamonds from sunrise to sunset.

On my first day in the town, I get caught up in a strange murder case, and Death saves my life. Yes, the Death. The delectable, mysterious Death. Goodness, he is hotness personified. But what happened to make him walk away from his responsibilities? And why is he so deliciously tempting, my desire a raging inferno every time he looks at me with those incredible eyes? I shouldn't be thinking of an immortal being like this, but with every passing hour I can't stop myself from falling deeper into infatuation.

The men I'm falling for have discovered my horrific secret. Only the intervention of a god has saved me and my forbidden magic from the gallows... for now. We've barely scraped the surface of the brutal conspiracy lurking at the royal college, and the threat looms ever larger. To get to the root of the evil and destroy it, we'll have to infiltrate it at its source. And I'm the only viable new recruit.

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 me. Something is wrong with Lonan. He's closing himself off even more. He's quiet and distant, and every day, the rift between us seems to get bigger, no matter what I do.

Dragons make life complicated. Extremely complicated. After returning from Idaho, I was hoping to have time to figure things out with Zav - also known as Lord Zavryd, the dragon who claimed me as his mate without asking - but the dark elves are up to their old tricks again. Actually, they’re up to far more deadly tricks, using more powerful magic than I knew existed. I have no idea how I’m going to stop them, but if I can’t, my entire city and everybody I care about could be obliterated.

I thought I had the upper hand, but I was wrong. From the moment he saw me, this god was determined to make me his… but his life is filled with death and is no place for the living. Trying to survive his world might just turn me into one of the lost souls that surround him. But I have my own secrets, my own past. What happens when a god and a mistake meet? What happens when neither will back down?

Nach einer verheerenden Niederlage wurden Tisaanah und Maxatarius auseinandergerissen. Tisaanah setzt alles daran, Max aus seiner Gefangenschaft zu befreien - doch während sie für die Freiheit ihres Volkes kämpft, wird der Krieg immer gnadenloser. Hinter den Mauern von Ilyzath ist Max nur noch ein Schatten seiner selbst. Seine Erinnerungen sind verloren, seine Zukunft liegt in den Händen einer neuen, skrupellosen Königin.

Fire and Water, Life and Death. The four types of magic held in perfect balance by the magi who wield them. That harmony shattered when a sorcerer wielding two opposing magics laid waste to the four clans, driving them into isolation. Now, millennia later, leaders are trying to unite the clans once again. Mari, a Death Mage, is married off to a Fire Prince, Zahir, halfway across the world. Met with outrage and disarray, the pair must learn to navigate a marriage to a stranger and adjust to their sudden rise to King and Queen.

Nora Hart is twenty-four years old, but she's lost everything, rebuilt her life, fought through grief and worse, all while managing to avoid the shifter world that broke her in the first place. Despite her near death and struggle for survival all on her own, she's done quite well and has created a pretty normal life for herself. Despite all that, fate isn't done messing with her.

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.

Six Deities. Six Kingdoms. Each monarch gifted one of the Maker’s abilities... But one heir is tormented by her power. Tove, the new Queen of Axidoria, inherits a magical gift from the Makers that accidentally casts a frigid winter throughout her kingdom. Unable to control her new abilities, Tove spends most days living with her failure as queen alongside fighting her inner demons. As the bitter cold hardens the public’s opinion of her, Tove is given no choice but to search for a suitable union.

Hauntingly beautiful, with lush prose and a vividly creepy atmosphere, A Dance with Death is a compulsively juicy story that will wind its way into your psyche. Part horror, part magic—this is the gothic love story you didn't know you were missing.

When the Grim Reaper develops feelings for the children’s librarian whose soul he is supposed to collect, he finds that with feelings comes something far worse than death—life. Helena Hart isn’t having the best night. Her date just ditched her, her Halloween costume bombed, and her only...

“Together, Ayna… Together, we’re eternal.” Trading one prison for another, one kingdom for the next—there’s no escape for Ayna. Myron is free, but freedom comes at steep cost. Back in Erina’s gilded prison, Ayna has one goal: escape. But with the King of Tavras holding her captive and her sister’s sacrifice keeping her from running, she’s forced to play a dangerous game. If she fails to outmaneuver Erina, she'll never break free. But waiting for Myron to return might risk everything they’ve fought for. As long as Myron remains free, there’s still hope.