Risultati Editore "Tantor Media" in Fantascienza e fantasy

Bryan Norton was a loner with a love for shooting, and the vast Arizona desert at his disposal to cater to that passion. A former Marine Captain, he was the beneficiary of an early medical retirement due to a blown knee and now had three hundred and sixty five days of vacation a year, use it or lose it. A chance encounter with a stranger on a desert outing was about to change his life. 

Rosemary: Locked away in the King's City and forced into a dreamless sleep where even my wife can't reach me, my hope is quickly wilting. When help arrives, we're forced into a strange alliance, working alongside our enemies. Together, we might be able to overthrow Lollishire's monarchy and restore the peace. But I feel the constant pull of the Hartwood, calling me to set the forest free. And I'm learning there are more powerful forces than greedy kings and manipulative queens trying to keep Carabosse from me.

The army is no place for being idle. A bad soldier is one who can't get this into his head; one who'll do anything to get out of work, who's forever looking for a quiet corner where he can sit and do nothing. But Konstantin was not that soldier. Konstantin was always looking for ways to make...

Lowell Hemming is stuck. Grounded from his job, this werewolf is pulling his hair out being back in his small hometown. The first Hemming to leave Cambric Creek, he's feeling the pressure from his mother to move back home, is chafed by his family name, and hasn't gotten laid in months. When he...

NOTICE TO STAFF: There has been a disturbing increase in cheeriness, sprightly behavior, and overall optimism. Please resume your former dark, ominous terrors at your earliest convenience. —Mgmt Evie Sage has never been happier to be the assistant to The Villain. Who would have thought that...

I thought I had grown powerful enough. I thought I'd managed to tame all my enemies. But as the saying goes, there's always a bigger fish. And that means I no longer have a choice. I have to risk everything I've accomplished until now. Because I'm no longer a low-status loser, and I will not accept anything less than total victory. It's either that or death. Look out world. Here I come.

Saddled with insurmountable debt, Tessa is desperate for a way out. When she's referred to an agency that pairs vampires with blood donors as a quick way to make some cash, she has no choice but to accept an arrangement. She expects pain. She expects fear. She expects a predator. But what she gets is something entirely different. Her vampire match is . . . sweet. Kind. Protective. And the way he makes her feel is anything but painful.

After my fated mate, Jett King, Alpha Heir to my abusive pack, killed me for shaming him, I thought I was finally free. Free to wind up in Hell with Cole, who teased me and trained me with methods that legally qualified as torture. It was an improvement. But when my fated mate imprisoned Daphne, my best friend, I had to find a way back. And since the possessive, overprotective male training me wouldn't just let me go get ripped to shreds, I had to poison him. With a kiss that's still seared into my memory.

After a decade of bullying me, the Alpha Heir discovers I'm his predestined mate. But just because he rejects me in front of the whole pack doesn't mean he's going to let me go. When I flee my fated mate, he gives chase. The Alpha Heir would sooner murder me than let me live out of his reach. Only death isn't the end for me. The afterlife is a bit more fiery than I pictured, but that's fine. I'm used to fighting to survive, and literal Hell just might be a step up from what I've been dealing with.

More murders, more ambition, and a whole lot more women. My life changed for the better when I bonded with an ancient, powerful Incubus. My status improved in leaps and bounds, I got to sleep with multiple women at once, and I even turned the tables on the Syndicate's most deadly hitman. As it turns out, being the bad guy can be fun if you don't mind killing a whole bunch of people. Trouble is, that type of overnight success tends to attract attention. And not the good kind. A mid-level Syndicate boss is out to destroy everything I hold dear. 

Lenie Clarke has destroyed the world. The horror she unleashed—an ancient, apocalyptic microbe called ßehemoth—has been free in the world for half a decade now. North America lies in ruins. Digital monsters have taken Clarke's name, wreaking havoc throughout the decimated remnants of something that was once called Internet. Governments have fallen across the globe; warlords and suicide cults rise from the ashes, pledging fealty to the Meltdown Madonna. All because five years ago, Lenie Clarke had a score to settle.

Being kidnapped by aliens is only the start of Jade's problems. Thankfully, her rescuers, an alien race known as the Clecanians, are willing to protect her, but she has to stay on their planet for one year and respect the rules of their culture - including choosing a husband. Jade refuses at first but decides to play along until she can find a way back to Earth.

Like shadows in the night, Captain Andrew Serrano and his elite team intercept the cargo ship Griffin, secretly owned by a Russian arms dealer. Their objective: capture the bio-engineer Dr. Hank Nore and deliver him to the C.I.A. The operation initially goes well, with the team overpowering the security forces and tracking their target to the lower decks. Backed into a corner, Dr. Nore resorts to desperate measures to avoid capture.

I'm not so different from most people. Like everyone else, I have life goals. Goal #1: Become a real girl instead of this invisible ghost thing I currently am. Goal #2: Convince the four men I've been haunting for the past five years to pick me to be their new toy after goal one is complete. Goal #3: Figure out who/what I am and why I can't remember anything past the five years I've been haunting this quad. Goal #4: Eat popcorn. See? Perfectly normal. Sort of. Gotta start small, after all. It's not like anyone else is perfect either.  

With her life turned upside down, it's almost a relief for Hallie to be asked to work a case. She is tasked with helping the Conclave Investigators follow up on a suspected theft, and also help track down one of their own—Special Investigator Girard Abbott has gone missing. But nothing is straightforward. The supposed victim of the theft doesn't seem interested in helping with the investigation. No one seems to know what's been stolen. Girard may not just be missing, but also injured—or worse.

When Lily is freed from alien captivity, she refuses to wait for rescue - or recapture. She'll take her chances in the forest. Navigating the exotic terrain won't be easy, but it beats the alternative. Then, an enormous alien falls into her camp and makes her question everything. He's rude, grumpy, and annoyingly sexy. Trusting him would be a mistake. And yet...the idea of leaving him behind hurts way more than it should.

What do you do when you're one of the few people that's received training before your planet is inducted into a System? Mike and his group made it through the initial induction of Earth into the System and are using the training they received before that to try to help people in the area, all...

My name is Scarlet Jones, and I'm a witch...of some kind. Probably. I grew up in a family full of strong Blood witches, in which my strange magic never belonged. I thought I was the only one of my kind out there, a true freak of nature, and I liked it that way. I lived on my own, learning to hunt these creatures nobody seemed to know anything about, a bunch of mindless thingies who were in the habit of sucking my magic dry wherever they found me.

Reddix has managed to hide her new skill with shadows, but a force within is threatening to break free. Perhaps now that she has mastered Light, it has come time for her to do the same with her darkness. Meanwhile, Hamlin is growing more tired of the "hero tale" that the nitwits of the Academy...

Betrayed by those closest to him, Viktor's soul couldn't move on for decades. Pitied by one of the Gods, he was given the chance to participate in the next round of bets between the gods. It was an eternally violent game known as Towers and Rifts. The world he found himself in was nothing like the one he'd spent centuries cultivating and becoming stronger. He was right back at the bottom along with everyone else but for the knowledge he retained.