Urban Young Adult

The team has to come to grips with a killer being allowed to live. The alien has to deal with the threat of paperwork. Will this effort to allow Juntto to redeem himself work? Or will Katie need to figure out how to kill him for good, when even the angels from above could only place him on ice before? Juntto is used to getting his way, but has he met his match with Angie? He wants to be Emperor of his own country. How can she convince him being an Emperor isn’t all it is cracked up to be? Pandora doesn’t play by the rules, nor will Katie.

That's the lie Kelley Winslow told to protect the boy she loves from a power he doesn't know he possesses. Devastated, Sonny retreats to a haven for Lost Fae that's hidden deep underneath New York City.

For as long as mankind has been stranded, dragons have been their sworn enemies. But no longer... Sixteen year-old Jenka De Swasso wants nothing more than to follow in his father's footsteps and become a King's Ranger. But when he one day finds himself surrounded by vicious trolls, a young pure-blood dragon comes to his rescue and they become bond-mates.

Every other princess prepares to rule her kingdom after her father's death. Me? I have to get ready to rule all underwater kingdoms - after killing my father. I already fulfilled the prophecy once. Kind of. I have no interest in killing again. But no one asked what I want. It's this stupid Queen Sirena prophecy. My father - my real, biological father - is obsessed. And he's the king, so he gets what he wants. Namely me, embracing a destiny I fear.

I'm doing my best to settle into life at the academy and keep my secret under wraps. After all, I'm training for a future as a warden for the Agency of Magical Forces. Can't have a mass-murdering evil father as part of my pedigree. I still can't tell a rune from a rock, but life is good. Until I discover a dead body in the river. Before I know it, I'm thrust into an investigation to find the killer, which means using magic outside of my comfort zone. The more magic I use, the more I worry about succumbing to the dark side like my father.

They are beings with no flaws, divine creatures with power sparking at their fingertips. A race so exceptional that it feels almost forbidden to think about them, especially for someone like me. I’m Rosadette Campbell, a seventeen-year-old girl who has nothing in common with those divine, worshiped beings. No, I’m a human - at least, that’s how we refer to ourselves. We pretend not to hear the litany of degrading slurs other races use to describe our kind. We were the dominant species once, but now we’re considered little more than rats.

Reality is all very well in small doses. It's a perfectly conventional and convenient way of neutralising the imagination. But sometimes when there's more than one reality at play, imagination just won't be neutralised, and the walls between realities come tumbling down. Unfortunately there's usually a damned good reason for there being walls between them in the first place. To keep things out. Things who want to make mischief and play havoc with the natural order.

The siren are on the brink of war. The entire mer world has turned against them, and the other mer clans have joined together to kill off the siren. Whitney has been through night human wars before, yet she’s nowhere near ready to deal with this one. It’s not just her life or the life of her mate on the line, either. Everyone she knows in the mer world is in jeopardy. But there’s one last hope: the siren must quickly come to depend solely on their newest member, Whitney. The only catch is she might not be a siren after all. Whitney was thrown into the mer world without her consent, but now she wants to stay. But she keeps running into the problem that she’s playing a game she doesn’t know all the rules to. As the only siren on the outside of the barrier surrounding their island, Whitney is the only chance to turn the balance for her clan. As the other clans gather to attack the siren, she just has to figure out how before it’s too late.

En natt vaknar Harry Potter av att ärret i pannan brinner som eld - ett säkert tecken på att Lord Voldemort befinner sig i närheten. Harry får snart annat att tänka på när världsmästerskapen i quidditch går av stapeln. Och när sommarlovet är slut väntar en överraskning: tillsammans med två andra trollkarlsskolor, Durmstrang och Beauxbatons, ska Hogwarts tävla i en mytomspunnen trekamp. Bara en från varje skola får delta. Alla är lika spända på vems namn som kommer att dras ur den flammande bägaren.

One second, Gem Hawkins is on her way to being the number one drag racer in the state, and the next, she's burying her father, a badass demon hunter. The agency calls it a fluke. The official report claims some low level demon caught him off guard while out on patrol. But Gem knows that's a lie. When the dirty Nephilim running the investigation refuses to help, Gem takes matters into her own hands.

After years of wondering, I know what I am. A dragon god gifted with the powers of the Greek gods. Unfortunately, their magic is going haywire inside me. If I don’t learn to control it, I can pretty much kiss my life good-bye. Things get a lot more complicated when explosions start tearing apart the Earth in Greece, and I realize that evil witches are up to something deadly. My only hope is to go to the land of the Amazons to seek answers and to unite my magic within me.

Archie a mis la main sur Esteban, qui a été kidnappé. Il a l'air en bonne santé physique, mais le pauvre, on l'a privé de chamallows, alors niveau moral ça va pas tip-top. Archie est heureuse de le retrouver, mais elle est aussi blessée par les derniers combats. Une balle lui a effleuré le bras, elle pisse le sang. Elle s'est pris également un choc à la tête et le ravisseur d'Esteban l'a électrocutée pour s'assurer qu'aucun micro ou traqueur qu'elle pourrait avoir sur elle ne fonctionne.

Emerson Clarke: Sarcastic. Independent. Possibly losing her mind. Because that's the only explanation for why she occasionally sees things that aren't there, right? But one night, an impossible power erupts from her, and Em realizes the truth is crazier than she ever thought: she isn't losing her mind; she's magical.

Now that Stephanie has graduated to Protector of ALL, she needs to gain the Federation’s respect. But can she mature into the leader they need her to be?

Thirteen-year-old Jake prefers to spend his free time building Xaloria, a virtual world he created from scratch, where he and his two best friends, Des and Kari, spend their afternoons completing quests and collecting treasure. However, all in Xaloria is not what Jake expected. When Jake discovers that the world he built is growing and changing on its own, he and his friends uncover a secret that could change the world forever....

Davie is a normal girl trying to live a normal life. Except that she can see the future and has visions that make her seem crazy. When she meets a man who immediately seems too perfect to be real, her quest for a normal life quickly ends. She soon learns the world is full of mythical creatures including shape-shifting dragons, dwarves, and mystical oracles. Can Davie adapt to the new world that has dropped her into the middle of a mythical war that could tear the world apart?

Rain of the Ghosts is the first in Greg Weisman's series about a young girl, Rain Cacique, who discovers she has a mystery to solve, a mission to complete and, oh, yes, the ability to see ghosts. Welcome to the Prospero Keys (or as the locals call them, the Ghost Keys), a beautiful chain of tropical islands on the edge of the Bermuda Triangle. It's the last weekend before school starts, and Rain already feels trapped.

Hugo continues his superhero training, eager to join the good fight. But when a deadly new enemy strikes close to home, he’s forced to make a choice: become the hero he wants to be, or the hero his city needs. After exposing Titan’s murderer, Quinn’s next story explores the world of teen superheroes. And the deeper she digs, the more layers of corruption she uncovers.

I've done a lot of things. But I've never killed anyone...until now.

"Je tournai la tête vers lui et un nouveau sourire naquit sur mes lèvres. Ils étaient de plus en plus nombreux ces derniers jours. - Parfait, répondis-je. Je claquai des doigts au rythme de la chanson qui passait dans les enceintes de la voiture. Une étincelle attira mon attention. Une étincelle. Dans mes doigts. C'était tout à fait logique. Je claquai à nouveau et cette fois une flamme se mit à danser au creux de ma main. - Je crois qu'il se passe un truc, dis-je.