Titoli in Paranormale

He needs my help, but what will he do when he finds out my secret?

Surviving year two left more than scars. It awakened something ancient within me—something the academy can no longer ignore. Now cast into a realm of ash and bone, where the dead walk and the living bleed magic to survive, I find myself not just battling beasts and illusions, but the shadows of my own bloodline. The throne I never wanted whispers my name in every flame. And I'm no longer sure the glamour I wear is hiding me…or holding me back.

Cass has always had the sight. Although his official job may be to run his coffee shop, in reality, he deals with grumpy ghosts, troublesome demons, uptight angels, and all sorts of paranormal issues. When the archangel Gabriel gives him a message that he has to help a gray angel, it's just par for the course for Cassius. But who could predict that Kushiel would be the brightest soul Cassius had ever met, even if the angel can't see that about himself?

Leamaneh Castle is rumored to be the most haunted castle in Ireland. Nestled on an unassuming country lane in the Burren, the dark history surrounding its O'Brien mistress is legendary. In the mid-seventeenth century, Elspeth MacDougall finds herself taken under the wing of noblewoman Mary McManus O'Brien. Or as she is known by the villagers, Máire Rua. Red Mary. Elspeth must try to navigate the politics and dangers of the war with Cromwell's forces, and the threat of Mary discovering just what secrets and abilities her new young companion is hiding.

There are rules to the ritual. Enter the masquerade willingly. Submit to the bidding. Try to survive what comes after. I never planned to be part of the Blood Moon Ritual—an ancient tradition where warlocks hunt and claim women under the guise of a dark ceremony. But when a mysterious invitation appears in my favorite book and a gown shows up at my door, I make one reckless decision.

When Nelson unexpectedly woos Miriam at a benefit, they reconnect in a night of ill-advised passion. Due to a bit of chaotic magical misfortune, Nelson and Miriam are forced into a supernatural quest across New York City. Miriam's chaotic magic only seems to muck up their adventure as they encounter an enchanted dumpling house, a Jinn who runs a CPA firm, and a poisonous leather shop in Little Italy. Lucky for her, Nelson can right it all with a wave of his hand. Through their unlikely partnership, Miriam finds herself unexpectedly attracted to the altruist.

Shadows twist around the ancient walls of Shadowcarve Academy—part fortress, part labyrinth of secrets. Last year, I barely survived its brutal trials, but I left with more than scars: three men, bound to me in a once-in-a-lifetime connection that feels ripped from a fairy tale. And then there's the legendary red egg—coveted by countless students for centuries—and somehow it chose me. But survival here always comes at a price.

I thought I found my fated pack when I was seventeen. The Werth pack promised me they would always take care of me, never let me hurt. I thought we were going to spend forever together. But in one moment of betrayal, they ripped it all away. Shattered and rejected, I ran. Seven years later, I'm forced to come back to the scene of my biggest heartbreak. I plan a quick visit. Get in. Sign some paperwork. Get out. No longer than twenty-four hours. But what's that they say about the best laid plans?

Wolf shifter and fashion designer Zane Bellamy has a secret: he's "face-blind," unable to recognize people easily no matter how often he's seen them. Victoria Hawthorne has a secret, too, but if she's learned anything from teaching first graders, it's that the best way to keep a secret is to not tell anybody. She and Zane have that in common . . . but absolutely nothing else. Haute couture collides with ordinary life when Vicki wins a dress design by Zane himself.

Hannah Beckham has always dreamed of finding a pack. It's been ten years since she was designated as an omega, and though she's put everything she has into finding her perfect pack, nothing ever sticks. She's all but given up hope, resigned to living out the rest of her omega life in and out of heat clinics. Then, they all come crashing into her life, one at a time. Her true scent matches. Four alphas who had never met but came together to try to win her heart. It shouldn't be too hard, right?

When one of their own, Griffin, is seemingly obliterated in a fiery explosion, high school seniors Joss, Hunt, Layla, and Brady are suddenly desperate to find out exactly how immortal they really are. For Joss, living without Griffin—whom she's always loved—isn't an option. But while she and her friends have learned they possess powers other than the ability to regenerate, they don't yet know what they are. And they've already put a lot of rough miles on their bodies . . .

I hate being a shifter. I was bitten by a rogue in the Louisiana bayou, and I'm desperate to find a way to break the curse of the cat that shivers under my skin...and to steal a talisman that's rumored to do exactly that. Problem is, it's secreted away in the penthouse apartment of Alpha Anthony Holder, and he doesn't take it well when he catches me breaking in.

From the moment forty-eight alien superheroes crash-landed on Earth, photographer Monika Neumann had a favorite. She’s been crushing on the literally electrifying Taranis ever since she saw the cutie crawling out of his pod. Unfortunately, his popularity isn’t exactly crackling these days. He could use an image boost. Monika is in. One right photo op and she’ll put her ridiculously hot lightning-bolt-wielding hero back in the public’s favor. The best part is, the mission will bring her closer to Taranis.

A Cajun Werewolf Christmas (the happily ever after) paranormal romance is the final Stormy Weather story. Join the Deveraux Pack for their first Christmas together. With Angel and Jules's wedding days away, the pack braces the snow and cold for an unforgettable day. The men place a bet to see who can come up with the best baby present. And mother nature provides one last surprise for everyone.

In a world of orcs and men, Lady Scall is a widow besieged—by her debts, her demons, and her dangerous lord neighbor. But time is running out, and she's about to lose everything. Until the night an orc shows up in her chambers.

Former model and current recluse Jules Lowe would prefer to spend the rest of her life locked inside her apartment doing nothing more than fixating on her empty fish tank and chatting away on a local aquarium forum. But when her online crush sends her an inadvertently suspicious picture, Jules' curiosity gets the best of her. Who or what is Mack Vasser?

I'm the lowest-ranking wolf from a pack that only exists to guard the shifter prison in our territory, but I've been planning my escape for years. I just have to make it through one more heat, then I'm done with this pack and the alpha-holes that run it. Everything changes when my pack gets an invitation to Mating Season, the reality show where Alphas and Lunas from around the country meet to pick their chosen mates. And my Alpha is sending me.

Adam is not having a good day. First, he finds out his very long-time boyfriend has been having an affair. Then, his dramatic exit becomes a little too dramatic when he ends up dead. To top it off, he finds out that the afterlife isn't at all what he expected (he has no desire to learn to play the harp, thank you very much). Fortunately for him, some afterlife bureaucratic screw-up ends him up with the most smoking-hot demon he's ever seen, and he decides he's keeping him. Maybe the afterlife won't be so bad after all.

I always believed my life to be simple—uncomplicated. But now, it's become more complicated than I ever would have thought possible. Taken hostage by Orion's elder brother, I come face to face with the most dangerous fate I've ever known. Tyr's betrayal is dangerous not just to me, but to all of Faekind.

My mates have all the wooing power of a badger with diarrhea, so it's no surprise when I'm not exactly eager to bend over and become their bride. Not that their ridiculously bad moves are entirely to blame. I'm quaking in my cheap boots at just the thought of having four husbands. One is bad enough, am I right? Except when I decide to run for it to get a little space, I'm kidnapped and taken on the adventure of a lifetime. Now, I'm not even sure if the men I rejected over and over are coming to get me, or if I'm doomed.