Résultats lu par "Rachel Leblang" dans Toutes les catégories

Arc was an ordinary young woman from Earth when she was summoned to an icy hell where she fought for her survival in the name of training to become a hero. Now, after defeating the Overlord itself and achieving the status of hero, she leaves with the goal of enjoying her freedom. She arrives at Arlas, a fantasy world with magic and monsters, a world with numbers, tiers, and classes, a world governed by the System that summoned her.

The strangest thing about Annie's new reality isn't that she's now in the body of a seven-year-old child, the beloved Lillith, feared dead by her family after a particularly nasty bout of pneumonia. It's that she's constantly having to conceal her adult intellect, which is not only advanced but otherworldly. Sure, being a young woman and a grad student in twenty-first-century America had its challenges, but this life as Lillith presents even tougher obstacles. She must tread carefully to conceal her vast knowledge of biology, math, physics, and . . . being an adult.

It was an offer too good to refuse: spend one month in the most haunted house in the world. When the reclusive owner of Duskwood Manor opens the door to five teams of paranormal investigators, there's no way my team can say no. But there are no ghosts here. There are monsters. They live under my bed, in my closet, and watch me from the shadows, whispering filthy visions in my ear at night. Begging me to come with them to their world—the Void, where the monsters roam free . . . where they teach me what it really means to want.

Meera has been called many things over the years, and for the most, they don't bother her. She'd rather be boring than draw attention to herself because she knows exactly how dangerous the wrong attention can be. But when a ghost from her past pops up to haunt her in her new life, Meera remembers what a powerful tool anger can be. Sensible. Reliable. Steady. Verner doesn't rock the boat, and he always tries to do right by everyone—especially the cautious but kind ex-hunter he's trying to befriend.

After escaping a cult, killing a giant sandworm, and nabbing three gorgeous monster girls, you’re probably wondering what could be left for ol’ Jack Vale? Turns out a hell of a lot. There’s a curse to be broken, and this time, I’m bringing some familiar company along. With 18 wheels on the road and an infinite number of realms to explore, I’ll need every upgrade and ally my girls and I can find to fight an ancient evil, woo Amazonian giantesses, and conquer the multiverse. But hey, all in a day’s work for a trucker, right?

I only got into trucking because my granddad was a trucker, and he was the best damn person I ever met. I'd always thought I was your average dude with an 18-wheeler and an addiction to energy drinks, but it turns out there might be something more brewing in my blood. Now instead of some desert highway, I'm stuck in a whole new realm, and it's full of worm cults, actual lot lizards, one seriously smoking catgirl mechanic, and enough sand and bloodthirsty creatures to make me think I took a wrong turn somewhere. But I might be able to add a whole new career path to my resume.

Ophelia was born into a family of Hunters, tasked with protecting the humans from the creatures of the night who feast on their fear. Except Ophelia always found the idea of monsters kind of intriguing. She even made the grave sin of committing some X-rated monster thoughts to paper—which in hindsight may not have been the best idea because her parents were mortified—but you live and learn. Well, everyone finds out your secret, you get banished from society, and then you learn.

Astrid is the kind of Hunter that all Hunters aspire to be: lethal, focused, ambidextrous. In contrast to her disgraced sister, Astrid has done everything right. Now, she’s coming to realize that everything she’s ever known is wrong. Soren wants to be the kind of Shade that all Shades aspire to be: brave, decisive, powerful. But his disgraced sister is determined to ruin him, and now there’s a deadly Hunter in his realm, smelling like the most delicious thing he’d ever taste. And the king wants them to work together. And the king wants them to work together.

Jay Crownover presents Book 2 in the Monsters Duet.

Vivacious and successful, Ava Meyers is living her dream life, except for one thing: ever since childhood, she’s been in love with her best friend...and she’s never admitted it. Back then, Sam Farrow was a damaged young man with a tough past. Now he’s supremely confident, super sexy, and totally untouchable—until the night when he pretends to be her boyfriend to save her from some unwanted attention. In a moment of weakness, she finds out that a decades-long friendship is no match for blistering sexual chemistry.

Lillith has always possessed the ability to feel the grief of the people around her. But now she can harness it and put it to use as well. That said, her recent exploits have labeled her a monster and a villain, specifically "the Mage of Mourning." This title is a nod to both the carnage she leaves in her wake and the tools she implements in the process. But Lillith doesn't need a good reputation. She doesn't even need this life. And she certainly doesn't need to keep her hands free of blood.

The Monster Girl Defense Force is really good at their job. They've carved out a small niche in an otherwise desolate and harsh world, and for the moment, all seems well. But trouble is on the horizon, and to stop it, they'll need something they haven't had in a long time. A man.

Tour guide Ivy has always secretly fantasized about minotaurs. So when a Beast Hunters tour to Motham City goes horribly wrong, she's thrilled to be rescued by wickedly handsome minotaur, Bryn. Until she finds out that he runs a male escort agency with the sole purpose of pleasuring humans. And Ivy just isn't that sort of girl . . . Bryn isn't looking for love. He sells it. Besides he's too busy caring for his disabled mom and four brothers and sisters to have time for romance.

If there's one thing Verity will consistently do, it's spontaneously make terrible decisions. Sometimes they work out well—so far, smuggling her rescue cat into the shadow realm has been a great success—but more often than not, she ends up with a bigger mess to clean up than she started with.

For plucky Lillian Avery, America's entry into World War II means a chance to prove herself as a pharmacist in Boston. The challenges of her new job energize her. But society boy Ensign Archer Vandenberg's attentions only annoy-even if he is her brother's best friend.

There's no place for a half blood at the gargoyle table. I've been a shameful secret all my life. Shunned by my pureblood gargoyle father to keep up appearances. But it never mattered because I had Romi. My half-brother. My best friend. My true family. Until death took him from me. They say it was an accident. I say that's bull. They're hiding something, and the only way to get to the truth is to step into Romi's world. Stonehaven Academy is where Romi worked with his elite guard to hone the next generation of warriors, and it's where I'll find my answers.

She's a good girl raised in purity culture. He's the campus bad boy. When he uses her to get revenge by stealing her virginity, she steals his heart instead.

Traveling to distant, exotic lands and meeting interesting, exciting people is all part of Kelsey's gig as a dungeon. And if she has to kill someone, well . . . they probably had it coming. Ever at her—or at least her avatar's—side is the dependable Anton, and now he's leading her on a quest across the ocean to rescue his people from slavery. That doesn't mean Kelsey can neglect the home front though. Her putative liege, Suliel, has earned a telepathic link to her, allowing the dungeon to coordinate the development of the barony.

I’ve barely had time to wrap my head around the revelations doled out by my gargoyle sire when a knock at my dorm door brings a blast from the not-so-distant past back into my life. I thought I’d left Levi behind. I was wrong. He’s here for me, and things are about to get complicated. But convincing Levi that I’ve moved on without revealing that Serath is my fated mate isn’t the only challenge I’m facing.

Once, the name Macalister Hale was uttered in the boardroom with respect. Now, it’s whispered in disgrace at cocktail parties hosted by Boston’s elite. Scandal nearly destroyed me, but the one thing larger than my infamy is my bank account, and I’ve learned money can solve anything. Well - almost anything.