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The Vulture God of Aos needs a partner. Or more accurately, a watchdog. It's my job to escort him through the phenomenon called the Anticipation. If I make sure he stays alive until the very end, the fates will save my brother's life. Of course I say yes. Who wouldn't? I expected Kalos to be repugnant, not an elegant, world-weary man with silvery hair and tired green eyes. I expected him to be cruel and uncaring. As we get to know each other, I find that his caustic commentary shields a soft heart that's been betrayed too many times before.

Iona's magic thrives in ways that defy explanation. The threads of fate pull Iona to Lysander College, an illustrious school for aristocratic witches of great renown. Though Iona is only a novice witch with no ancestral claim to old magic, her anomalous power garners the unwanted attention of imperious witches in her class.

Still reeling from the loss of a treasured relationship, I'm thrown into a fresh vat of revelations. Turns out, I'm not just a regular demigod, but one who has royal asura blood in her veins. As the last of the royal lineage, I have a claim to the throne. I can change things. I can make a difference. I can free the drohi and all the beings that the gods have under their control… If the throne accepts me.

I was supposed to die by a knife through my heart that night. But the stars of Verenthia have a different plan for me—which is to get kidnapped by a snow-white lynx that shouldn't even be real, and held hostage by a sentient building. Yes, I said building. For real. Rune is gone. The lifebond with the Seelie Prince is broken. And I'm trapped in a court of frost and silence, hunted by a damn truth that refuses to stay buried.

In Emrys, no one celebrates the end of the year. They lock their doors and hide, hoping to escape the Unseen Hour with their lives intact. Celia knows she should hide with them, but when chance leads her to a long-forgotten journal, the author's words awaken not only unfamiliar desire, but also the hope that she might finally find her father.

She might be deadly, but she is not their weapon. Fourth Wing meets Dire Bound in this captivating romantasy, brimming with romance, deadly stakes, and unforgettable magic. Survivor. Rebel. Weapon. Leina has spent a lifetime submitting, starving amid wheat fields reserved for the king, standing...

This beguiling historical romantasy debut blends dark academia with the glamour of Bridgerton, as a scholar of magic investigates her sister’s murder—perfect for fans of Heather Fawcett and H. G. Parry. In an alternate London alive with botanical magic, Elswyth Elderwood is a thorn among...

My life is predictable, steady, and simple. I spend my time recruiting and training the newly departed to the Soul Chasers Society, the group dedicated to ridding the Above of the reckless spirits haunting it, and I love it. It's satisfying and safe. A life behind the scenes suits me just fine. Until the day that my name is on the rotation and I have to tackle the most unruly Horror yet. Its escape should be impossible, and yet, here we are.

Lucille is trapped in the icy depths of Hell. Time is slipping away—her mother's life clings to Lucille's waning energy, while Aspen is stranded far beyond her reach when she needs him most. The only person who can help Lucille save Aspen is the cold, lethal general whose golden eyes make her pulse stutter, but how is she supposed to win his favor when he hates Aspen even more than he hates her? Forced into General Ronen's military, where pain and suffering are a way of life and survival demands blood, Lucille must train harder than ever if she hopes to convince the general to help her.

Experience the myth and magic of antiquity's most alluring—and provocative—goddess as never witnessed before, in this gorgeously rendered, unflinching, and deeply vulnerable retelling from the author of Mother of Rome and Medusa's Sisters. Two hundred years before the common era, Aphrodite...

Instagram sensation Max Francis makes his highly anticipated debut with this atmospheric, gothic, dark academic fantasy of two scholars racing each other to find answers to an invasion in a haunted library, perfect for fans of Katabasis and A Study in Drowning. Roy Dawnseve, the prospective heir...

Je näher ich Adrian kennenlerne, desto mehr Fragezeichen eröffnen sich mir. Ja, er respektiert meinen Wunsch nach Freiheit – und trotzdem fühle ich mich ein bisschen wie in einem Käfig. Zudem werde ich auf eine Art und Weise zu ihm hingezogen, die mir Gänsehaut beschert. Und da ist etwas in seinen dunklen Augen … ein Schmerz aus der Vergangenheit, der ihn immer wieder einzuholen scheint. Ob ich es bin, die ihm diesen nehmen kann?

Medra dachte, dass das Überleben ihres ersten Jahres in den tödlichen Hallen von Bloodwing schon eine Heldentat wäre – doch sie hat sich geirrt. Denn mit einem einzigen Fehler hat sie ein uraltes Wesen geweckt: einen Drachen. Plötzlich steht sie im Zentrum eines Machtkampfes zwischen den Hochbluthäusern – den mächtigsten Vampirfamilien. Jeder von ihnen will das Drachen-Erbe, das durch ihre Adern fließt, für sich gewinnen. Doch sie selbst hat keine Kontrolle über die Kräfte, die in ihr stecken. Und dann ist da noch Blake Drakharrow, der Vampir, dem sie einst vertraute.

I was trapped in my life, until the day a dragon slammed down in the middle of my village and burned it all to the ground. Taken from everything I’ve ever known and thrust into a world I don’t understand, I discover I was more trapped than I realized. But my family is still all I have and I need to get back to them. This place of magic, and dragons and ryders, and powers I could have never dreamed of, overwhelms me and I can’t find my footing. The only solid thing to hold on to is him. Nyx. The creature who stole me away. And I don’t know if I like him or loathe him, but he needs my help.

London, 1912. An ihrem zwanzigsten Geburtstag besucht Harlow mit ihrem Ehemann den berüchtigten Night Circus – einen düsteren Ort voller Geheimnisse und grotesker Sensationen. Harlow erwacht am nächsten Morgen erneut an ihrem Geburtstag, gefangen in einer Zeitschleife, aus der es scheinbar kein Entkommen gibt. Und außer ihr scheint nur Dante zu bemerken, dass sich der Tag wiederholt. Zwischen ihnen beginnt ein gefährliches Spiel aus Abneigung und Verlangen.

Zoey Harper hält ihr Leben für beendet – bis sie sich plötzlich in der Stadt der Fae wiederfindet und erfährt, dass ausgerechnet sie magische Kräfte besitzen soll. Logan Rockwood scheint der einzige Ausweg zu sein – chronisch arrogant, attraktiv und von Frauen gründlich genervt. Er wird dazu verdonnert, ihr zu helfen und sie bei sich wohnen zu lassen. Während seine Methoden ihr die Röte ins Gesicht treiben, ringt Zoey noch mit den Schatten ihrer Vergangenheit.

There I was, being thrown into The Pit where my fate awaited. I was ready, prepared even. Accepting what was to come. But running into a Dragonbond and his clan was something I didn't expect. He says he has use for me, but I would rather be burned alive than be taken by him and their cruel ways. Now I just need to escape. Only, he offers me something I haven't been given before... a choice. Take the deal or die.

After losing her research job in the city, Anna Attar heads home to Serenity Falls with nothing but a suitcase and a plan: lay low, help her sister for a few months, and get back on her feet. But plans rarely hold up in a town like Serenity Falls. Her grandmother's memory is fading fast. Her sister, Emilia, is convinced their mother's death wasn't natural. And Anna finds herself returning to the family perfume tradition she tried to leave behind.

Nyx bit me. The dark, brooding alpha of the Bloodmoon pack bit me. He's so much more than just an enemy to Ambrose. More than the mysterious, alluring alpha who is notorious for his brutality. He's not just a wolf shifter—he's a vampire. Everything about the world I knew was wrong. I was on the verge of completing the marking ceremony—to breaking the curse—until Nyx swooped in, claiming I'm his mate, not Ambrose's, and ruined everything. And then he bit me.

I'd made the choice to survive Broken House. I'd chosen to live instead of landing myself in an eternity of torture. At this point in my life, I shouldn't have been surprised that somehow living was more difficult than my previous suicidal ventures. At least I had my men. Three kings. Three sexy, dominant shifters. What could go wrong with that? I mean, really, what possible conflict could result in having six possessive, powerful men surrounding me at all times? I had no doubt that in true Louvre fashion, the conflict would show itself at the most inconvenient time.