Titres dans Science-fiction et fantasy

All Travis Pritzker is interested in is passing his Statistics class, even if he has to seduce his nerdy professor to do it. Easy peasy, right? As it turns out, wrong. Because Dr. Foster is no longer Dr. Foster. Aliens have invaded and are taking over the human race while looking for other tasty humans to snack on. Saving the world will take a Christmas miracle. Also tentacles, fried chicken, a passing grade, more tentacles, vintage Christmas specials, an octopus, and decorating gone wild. As it turns out, humans are way more fun alive. Who knew?

Perséphone, déesse du Printemps, n'aurait jamais imaginé qu'une rencontre fortuite avec Hadès, le dieu des Enfers, changerait sa vie à jamais – pourtant, ça a été le cas. Désormais, c'est à deux qu'ils mènent un combat pour l'humanité et des batailles entre les dieux. Perséphone et Hadès sont entrés dans un monde qu'ils n'auraient jamais cru voir. Pour mettre fin au chaos, Perséphone doit puiser dans ses ténèbres et accepter ce qu'elle est devenue : déesse, épouse, reine des enfers.

J'ai trouvé un nouveau foyer et je suis tombée amoureuse de quatre princes faes maudits. Faire partie des faes est merveilleux, mais aussi complexe : l'un d'eux veut abandonner sa magie ; un autre semble me cacher quelque chose ; deux dont je suis amoureuse doivent trouver une autre compagne ; et je suis toujours tentée par le méchant Prince des épines. Lorsque des rumeurs de guerre se répandent depuis le Royaume du Printemps, nous nous retrouvons sur le fil du rasoir. Aujourd'hui, plus que jamais, je dois aider Ezryn, le Prince du Printemps, à reprendre son trône.

Twenty years ago, monsters rose on earth and began a new age of civilization. One where humans live in military-controlled, cramped and dirty cities along the coasts, and the majority of the United States is known as the Wastes. A lawless, desolate and dangerous place, teeming with monsters that have claimed the land for their own. Including Wyn the Soul Eater. He appears every three years, making his way across the country and slaughtering humans randomly, sucking them dry until they’re nothing but husks.

From best-selling author Anne Rice, writing as A.N. Roquleaure, in the traditional folktale of "Sleeping Beauty", the spell cast upon the lovely young princess and everyone in her castle can only be broken by the kiss of a prince. It is an ancient story, one that originally emerged from and still deeply disturbs the mind's unconscious. Now Anne Rice's retelling of the Beauty story probes the unspoken implications of this lush, suggestive tale by exploring its undeniable connection to sexual desire. Here the prince reawakens Beauty, not with a kiss, but with sexual initiation.

There are only two rules to the game. Stay alive. And don’t fall in love. When Ophelia’s sister disappears, there is only one way to save her. Ophelia must enter Phantasma, a deadly contest inside a haunted mansion, and claim its prize—a single wish. Phantasma is a maze of twisting corridors and lavish ballrooms, of demons and temptations. Ophelia will face nine challenges, each more dangerous than the last. There can only be one winner, and the other contestants will stop at nothing to eliminate their rivals.

Hadès, le dieu des morts, ne prend pas parti et ne contourne pas les règles. Il ne fait aucune exception à ces valeurs, ni pour les dieux ni pour les mortels, même pour Perséphone, déesse du printemps. Habituellement, la peur empêche les représailles. Mais pas cette fois. Lorsque Héra, déesse du mariage, approche Hadès avec un plan pour renverser Zeus, il refuse d'offrir son aide. En guise de punition, Héra le condamne à accomplir une série de travaux.

The line between sense and madness blurs as Kade seeks revenge on those who destroyed his life. They threatened his family, shattered his sanity, and then they stole his girl. He’ll sacrifice everything to save them all, even if it means war. Stacey Rhodes has been to hell and back, and now she’s trapped by the monster who stole Kade from her. But Stacey isn’t backing down–she’ll do anything it takes to save Kade, no matter the cost. Can she free them both from Bernadette’s clutches before war consumes everyone they care about?

Les membres de la meute Guardian Angels œuvrent avec le gouverneur pour contrer les dérives des alphas métamorphes qui se croient tout permis. Après la disparation des fatels, c'est le moins qu'ils puissent faire pour préserver ce monde. Enfin, jusqu'à ce qu'ils découvrent que ce peuple aux pouvoirs mystiques survit dans l'ombre. Dès lors, ils vont tout tenter pour sauver ces derniers rescapés d'un avenir sans espoir. Retrouvez les cinq tomes de la série La Meute Guardian Angels de Virginie T. dans cette intégrale.

Amanda Bryant est espionne depuis cinq longues années, mais quand des extraterrestres surgissent en prétendant qu’un ennemi mortel menace la survie même de la Terre, ses supérieurs l’incitent à accepter la mission la plus dangereuse de sa vie...se porter volontaire pour épouser un extraterrestre, partager la couche de l’étrange guerrier pour mieux le trahir. La mission acceptée, Amanda est promue première Épouse Interstellaire.

Lorsqu’une menace potentielle contraint Eva Daily à se réfugier dans un autre monde, une seule alternative s’offre à elle : participer au Programme des Épouses Interstellaires. Après un test d’aptitudes sensuelles et sexuelles, Eva se verra attribué un partenaire et rejoindra son monde afin de l’épouser. À son arrivée sur la planète déserte Trion, Eva va vite se rendre compte que les choses diffèrent par rapport à la Terre. Un examen poussé de la part de son nouveau partenaire laisse notre Eva rougissante

I escaped my Council-ordered execution by the skin of my beak, only to be faced with an even worse situation. My father, the King of Serpent Court, will try to get to me by any nefarious means possible, including hurting my friends. Meanwhile, the mere presence of the five mates I’ve rejected torments me at every turn. Savage, the unhinged wolf who now seems besotted with me. Scythe, the mob-boss Great White shark whose icy eyes see right through my skin and Xander, the arrogant, sneering dragon.

Entrez dans un monde où les métamorphes font la loi, mais où la magie ne demande qu'à renaître. À l'origine, le monde était peuplé d'humains, de métamorphes et de fatels. En apparence, la paix règnait entre les peuples. Mais si on avait gratté la surface, on aurait découvert que la réalité était tout autre. Avec méthode et patience, des meutes animorphes rebelles ont exterminé un à un tous les fatels. Ils les ont fait disparaître de la surface de la Terre.

I was just a boy when the monsters rose on earth, forcing humans to flee to the coastlines and live in cramped, dirty, military-controlled cities. I enlisted as soon as I could to escape. Now, I’ve been in the military for twelve years and have the scars—and missing body parts—to prove it. As a hardened soldier who’s spent his fair share of time out in the Wastes—the dangerous place where monsters roam free—I didn’t think anything could surprise me anymore.

Despite my average life, I always knew I was destined for something greater than being a plumber. So when the hunt for a missing princess in the sewers led me through a portal to a magic land, I didn't turn back. On the other side was a world full of fairy girls, desperate for the help of a hero. Among them, a beautiful royal fairy who needed my aid to save her kingdom from a fire-breathing dragon.

When a joke upload to an alien survey rewrites reality, Tom wakes in a world ruled by colossal women—and they all insist he’s family. Trapped in a towering home with his “mother” Naomi and teasing “sister” Mika, Tom must navigate a society where giantesses reign and tiny men exist to serve, obey… and entertain. What began as a prank becomes a surreal, erotic descent into submission, awe, and adaptation.

One minute I’m in a tree, pointing my camera at a tiger, the next I’m on my back in a medieval fantasy world, while a skittish blonde hovers over me, hoping I’m not dead. I’ve never felt more alive. Because although the dutiful smith’s assistant warns me away from the town’s sinful witch, I still have to go. The witch has the only bestiary book in town, and that’s my one hope of a comfortable life—I don’t feel like donning knight's armor. Turns out, the bestiary is terrible—it's just primitive drawings, annotated by the tall tales of drunken adventurers. I know an opportunity when I see one.

One minute I’m in a tree, pointing my camera at a tiger, the next I’m on my back in a medieval fantasy world, while a skittish blonde hovers over me, hoping I’m not dead. I’ve never felt more alive. Because although the dutiful smith’s assistant warns me away from the town’s sinful witch, I still have to go. The witch has the only bestiary book in town, and that’s my one hope of a comfortable life—I don’t feel like donning knight's armor. Turns out, the bestiary is terrible—it's just primitive drawings, annotated by the tall tales of drunken adventurers. I know an opportunity when I see one.

A last expedition. There’s just one problem. Coming with me is a wild, crazy jester, and a dark, brooding witch. They’re as different as different could be, but I’ve got to help them get along—and let’s be real, it's mostly Velvet who needs helping. Not just for her sake, but for the rest of my girls too. Who knew a backflipping jester could be such a nuisance at the dinner table? And maybe, just maybe, I can get some cool photos of centaurs and ogres along the way. Let’s hope I escape with my head still intact... A certain queen is partial to it.

One moment I'm taking pictures of a fantastic sky beast, aided by a sassy witch, a pretty blonde, and a cute green goblin. The next we’re in bed for the night—and I can't get a lick of covers! This house is too small. It wasn’t meant for this many people and a bestiary business. Problem is, not a lot of folk want a goblin and a witch in their neighborhood. It’s hard to blame them. We can be loud. But there's a lonely house between this town and the city, isolated amongst the grassy fields. The townsfolk say it's haunted. I say it’s perfect. All I need is the key.