Supernatural Urban Fantasy Thriller

Keira must decide if she should use her ability to contact ghosts to help the man who once tried to kill her. Hunted and haunted, all she wants is to put her mysterious past behind her and move forward with her new friends as Blighty Graveyard's groundskeeper. But then she receives an invitation to dinner at the local recluse's crumbling ancestral estate. The mansion is steeped in history that is equal parts complicated and bloody—and at its center is the man who once tried to kill her, now begging for her help.

Tessa a trouvé refuge chez les Chasseurs d'Ombres. Mais le danger rôde et le mystérieux Magistère est prêt à tout pour mettre la main sur elle... Menacée et tiraillée entre Jem et Will, Tessa va découvrir que les secrets et les mensonges peuvent corrompre même les cœurs les plus purs.

For as long as she can remember, 20-year-old Finley Montgomery has been able to see into the future. She dreams about events before they occur and sees beyond the physical world, unconsciously using her power to make supernatural things happen. But Finley can't control these powers - and there's only one person who can help. So Finley moves to The Hollows, a small town in upstate New York where her grandmother lives, a renowned seer who can finally teach Finley how to use her gift.

I'm stuck with Reilly and figuring out how to control my power, which is starting to feel more like a curse. I never expected to be working with JHAPI. I'm still not sure I can trust them, particularly Zachary's longtime co-worker who won't stop glaring at me. And I'm not sure Zachary has forgiven me at all. To make matters worse, I can't get rid of the welts on my arms, and I'm starting to see things I shouldn't. Despite my reservations about JHAPI, they seem to have a solid plan to hit the NWR in a way could shut them down for good.

Dallas Police Detective Mark Valdez isn't just any cop, he's a psychic who knows that the cattle mutilations and torture murders he's been investigating are somehow tied together. He also knows that his meager psychic abilities aren't enough to identify the killers, much less stop them. Luckily, Mark has an ace up his sleeve: an attractive young romance novelist who happens to be a practicing witch. And not just any witch, either - Diana Tregarde is a Guardian, charged with protecting the Earth and all its creatures.

Earth as Riven knew it has merged with Zazir and Elhisterii to form the post-apocalyptic creation of the Elysium known as Panu. Here, errant goblins and vulnerable elves battle it out, ungodly monsters spawn like crazy, suicide zombies run wild, and the streets are strewn with human remains. On a mission to find his sister, Allie—out there somewhere battling her own demons—Riven quickly learns that every time he kills his bloodlust only increases, bringing him ever closer to becoming a full-blown harbinger of doom. But maybe a vampiric hero is just what this mad new world needs.

Unfortunately, the Drow are looking to get hold of Alison. An order to locate the princess means they need to find and deal with Brownstone. They will have to go through him first. Brownstone is pulling his company together, working on his relationship, and dealing with bounties.

One day, I'm married, living in the triangle, and working as a head nurse at one of the country's best hospitals. The next, I've shed a 175 pounds of idiot and find myself encountering ghosts, dragons, and pixies while taking care of a sick patient. Losing my sanity didn't seem like the worst thing to happen since I moved back home with my mom and nana.

The Movie Town Theater is holding its first ever Film Noir Festival, with Pen handling book sales for the guest speakers, including screen actress Hedda Geist. The legendary femme fatale has been out of the spotlight for decades. Unfortunately, the moment she steps back into it, she's nearly killed. Then other guests start to die, and Penelope wants to know why her little town's Film Noir weekend has taken a truly dark turn.

Charley Davidson, Grim Reaper extraordinaire, is pissed. She’s been kicked off the earthly plane for eternity - which is the appropriate amount of time to make a person stark-raving mad. But someone’s looking out for her, and she’s allowed to return after a mere hundred years in exile. Is it too much to hope for that not much has changed? Apparently it is. Bummer.

Dante Notte has heard it said that love hurts. He just wasn't expecting it to run him over in an RV. Still, a punctured lung and broken ribs are nothing compared to the full-body shock he feels whenever he's near the vehicle's driver, Mary Winslow. He needs to keep her safe from their pursuers while he rescues his brother. Most challenging of all, he needs to claim this smart, stubborn woman as his life mate.

Valerie Moyer doesn’t believe in vampires - until she is kidnapped by a fanged psychopath! After escaping her bloodthirsty captor, she’s through with creatures of the night. Until she finds herself under the protection of the darkly handsome Anders. Not only is she expected to accept that Anders is immortal, but also that she is the woman destined to be his life mate!

A simple case - or it should be. But all clues point to the Toot Hansell Women’s Institute, and Detective Inspector Adams is about to discover there’s much more to the W.I. than just bake sales and jam-making. Alice Martin knows the ladies of the W.I. are not guilty. But she has a bigger problem. Toot Hansell has a large and dragonish secret, and she needs to keep the police well away from it. Beaufort Scales, High Lord of the Cloverly dragons, knows even better than Alice that the modern dragon only survives as long as no one knows they exist.

Mirabeau LaRouche knew she had a job to do, but she never expected her assignment to take her through New York City's dark, dank underground - in her bridesmaid gown, no less! And when her partner turns out to be mortal private investigator Tiny McGraw, Mireabeau knows it's no ordinary Cupid's arrow that has struck her heart this Valentine's Day.

Mera never imagined she would have to face a necromancer without Bast, her fae partner, but the Captain decided to separate them on a whim - or so she thinks. Running against the clock to avoid an outbreak that could destroy the human borough, Mera is forced to work with Julian Smith, the man she used to love before the Night Prince came waltzing in her life. Not good. Not good at all. Meanwhile, Bast chases Poseidon with the help of his brothers, knowing it's the only way to ensure Mera's safety. He'll do anything to save her, even if it means his doom.

Les sentiments d'Emma pour Julian, son parabatai, font obstacle à sa mission. Pourtant, la jeune Carstairs l'a appris à ses dépens : leur amour est interdit, et pire ! il pourrait les détruire tous les deux. La Chasseuse d'Ombres sait qu'elle devrait fuir... Pourtant, alors que l'étau se resserre dangereusement autour des Blackthorn, Emma ne peut se résoudre à les abandonner. Leur dernière chance est cachée entre les pages d'un grimoire aux terribles pouvoirs : le Livre Noir. Mais tous souhaitent s'en emparer. La guerre n'a jamais été aussi près d'éclater.

The agents of Supernatural Protection & Investigations (SPI) are paid to keep the peace. But that's not so easy when an endless evil threatens to tear that peace to pieces. A vampire gangster's nephew is abducted off his yacht by a bunch of low-rent Creatures from the Black Lagoon. A slew of banks are knocked over by what looks like the cast of Night of the Living Dead. All of this may seem like the movies, but, I promise you, it's not.

Since leaving her family's pack, Victoria has acquired many enemies. One of them has cursed her with the inability to turn at the full moon. Each un-shift is painfully worse than the last, breaking bones as well as her optimism. Before finding the cure, Victoria must figure out who is behind it, and that proves harder than it would seem. Even with the high witch, a valkyrie, and a former troll king on her side, the mystery only continues to deepen. A cursed body is unearthed, and friends disappear.

L'apocalypse s'est abattue. Enfin presque. Enfin oui. Enfin non. Enfin, ça dépend du point de vue. Du point de vue d'Archie, le manque de chamallows est une forme d'apocalypse, alors bon... La voilà en direction de chez ses parents, avec une seule envie : épouser un lance-flammes, histoire de cramer une fois pour toutes le manoir où ils vivent. Comment ça elle a un petit souci avec la famille ? Mais pas du tout, absolument pas, c'est la famille qui a un problème avec elle, ça n'a rien à voir.

Ici Jupi, voilà c'est officiel, j'ai pété un plomb. Les différentes personnes qui peuplent mon cerveau ont décidé de prendre les commandes pour écrire ce roman. Je vous le dis : si vous ouvrez ce livre, vous vous exposez à de la tarée-attitude. Une grosse dose de tarée-attitude. Ne venez pas dire que je ne vous ai pas prévenus, d'accord ?