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All Detective Constable Peter Grant wanted was a nice holiday up in Scotland. He'll need one once this is over...

Sakuta thought he’d already accomplished step one: Find Touko Kirishima. The next step was convincing her to help protect Mai, but that proved easier said than done. In the process, however, he makes a confusing discovery: There are multiple Touko Kirishimas!

Mia Adair isn’t even twenty-five yet, but she’s starting to wonder if her peak has already passed. She’s spent years working at her local bookstore, a job that was supposed to be temporary. As a kid, she experienced a strange sort of fame within the paranormal community thanks to her inclusion in a book that revealed Mia’s ability to talk with the dead. But that was then, and Mia’s “gift” dried up once adolescence set in. These days, she feels like she’s nobody special. Until she dies in a tragic car crash and reawakens as a vampire.

Nora Bird works for S.C.Y.T.H.E., which might seem odd for someone as terrified of death as she is. But ever since her parents died in an accident when she was six, she's been obsessed with avoiding risk, and what better place to learn how to cheat death than the company that employs the nation's grim reapers? The work enables Nora to learn all about the myriad ways you can kick the bucket, which is comforting...until one day, a file crosses her desk with a name she recognizes. Her twin brother’s.

Just when I thought things couldn't get more complicated at MistHallow Academy, my past and present collide in the worst way possible. My sire, the vampire who ruined my life but at the same time, gave me everything, has joined forces with the very Order that is trying to wipe me out. Their target is not just me, but the entire academy–my home, my haven, my friends, my loves. I'm still trying to balance my relationships with Caine, Thorne, and Flint. Each of them holds a piece of my heart, and now I realise they also hold the key to our survival.

Seokga the No-Longer-Fallen is working on himself. Reinstated as a god, the trickster now attends much-needed therapy, even as he desperately searches for his lost love, Hani. But when the red thread of fate tangled around his finger—signaling Hani’s reincarnation—leads Seokga to a luxury cruise down the river of the dead, the woman he finds waiting for him isn’t Hani . . . she’s Yoo Kisa, and she has no memory of him.

My family, the Whitlows, are basically the supernatural Corleones of the Carolinas. We run a magical safe house disguised as a quaint inn, backed by more old money than sense. My sisters are more likely to start an apocalypse than prevent one—Alafair's never met a margarita she didn't like, and if Emmery had to choose between her spellbook and her heels, I'm pretty sure the stiletto sling-backs would win. So who gets stuck with the messes? That would be me, Tula Whitlow, because I'm competent enough to be useful and way too lazy to argue.

Niamh, Ciara, Leonie, Elle and Theo. Five very different witches with one thing in common: they were unwittingly chosen by the dangerously charming Lucifer, the demon king of desire, to fulfil a dark prophecy: Satanis will rise and the daughters of Gaia will fall. The coven is reunited—but broken. Niamh is back from the dead…but she hasn’t come back alone. Elle mourns a son she never had. Ciara languishes in a prison for witches, and Leonie reels from a very unexpected surprise.

Die junge Synali ist die uneheliche Tochter von Baron Hauteclare, einem der mächtigsten Fürsten ihrer Raumstation. Um seinen Fehltritt geheim zu halten, setzt der Baron Auftragskiller auf sie und ihre Mutter an. Doch Synali kann entkommen – und hat fortan nur noch ein Ziel: Rache um jeden Preis. Der geheimnisvolle Adelige Darvik bietet ihr einen Deal an, den sie nicht ablehnen kann: Wenn Synali am tödlichsten Wettkampf der Station teilnimmt und gewinnt, wird Darvik ihr helfen, die Mörder ihrer Mutter zu töten.

Kriegsführung ist so gar nicht Roks Ding. Wenn es dann auch noch nicht mal läuft, wird der Mist so richtig ungeil. Doch um den ‚Entschlossenen' loszuwerden, müssen härtere Bandagen her, das wird schnell klar. Also sind Improvisationstalent und ein paar Ratschläge von Penk gefragt. Außerdem gibt es einen ‚Wahren Paladin', der noch eine Rechnung offen hat, ein wenig Realitäts-Scheiß, der sich nicht von allein klärt, heranwachsende Rocker-Drachen, peinliche, finsterböse Nachbarstädte und dazu jede Menge Leute, die sich nur ungern umbringen lassen.

In einer völlig außer Kontrolle geratenen Stadt voller Vampire, Hexen und Werwölfe können nur die stärksten Übernatürlichen für Ordnung sorgen. Der dritte Band der coolen Trilogie von Kel Carpenter

When Dr. Elwin Ransom is sent to the planet Perelandra (Venus), he arrives in a world of unspoiled beauty and innocence. But peace is shattered when a familiar evil invades this Eden-like paradise—determined to corrupt it from within. As Ransom confronts temptation, sin, and spiritual warfare on a cosmic scale, he must fight not only for the fate of a planet but for the very nature of goodness itself.

When Roxilana hears a voice inside her head, she believes she's gone mad. This voice, Memnon, claims he is her god-touched soul mate, one who has the ability to wield magic. Not only that, but he believes Roxilana possesses magic too. Wild though his claims are, Roxilana realizes Memnon speaks the truth. First, her power Awakens. Then, Memnon, King of the Sarmatians, shows up at her door in Rome, proclaims her as his wife, and takes her to his homeland.

Undead investigator Miles Watson has seen his share of violence, but after his last case left a trail of dead bodies in its wake—some of which had belonged to people he actually liked—he's decided to take a break from policing the tenuous peace between vampires and humankind. Unfortunately, the powers that be aren't keen on him going off the grid, and the new mission they bring to his door isn't the kind that's easily ignored.

Goat Valley Campground has killed generations of Kate’s family. The land is old, passed down through generations, but the campground’s reputation doesn’t just draw campers year after year. Creatures from folklore and horror have made Goat Valley not just their home, but their hunting ground.

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.

The Deverauxs and Vassars have been fighting for hundreds of years, but somehow Andre and Juliette fell in love. More than that, they're mates. Destined to be together for eternity until betrayal tore them apart. When business sends Andre Deveraux to Savannah he comes face to face with Juliette for the first time in sixty-five years. Their crash course renews old memories and desires. With Juliette stranded and the hurricane of the century roaring to shore, Andre has no choice but to offer her a lift.

Thief by night and witch by birthright, candle maker Alaska McCullough has perfected the art of stealing by using magic. Until she takes something she never should've touched. The object should not have existed, yet it's putting her life and reputation on the line. Now she lives on borrowed time . . . unless she can find a way to give it back before it's too late.

Galilee Kincaid is haunted by the pull of something ancient - a whisper in her bones, a secret too vast to name. Raised in the shadow of the Kincaid legacy, a formidable clan of Black women rooted in the weeping willows and rushing creeks, a hollow ache has always pulsed inside her...Until she meets him. Lucifer Helel. Head of security for her wealthy friend's family, he guards a mysterious relic older than time itself. From the moment Gali lays eyes on him, something stirs within her. His gaze burns like fire, a predator's hunger concealed behind the mask of a mortal.

Vergiss niemals, wer du sein willst. Geboren in eine Welt, in die ich nicht gehöre. Zu Hause in einer Stadt, die es nicht mehr gibt. Entwurzelt ist das erste Adjektiv, das mir dazu einfällt. Ich bin Alyssa, Nebelflüsterin von Makára, das vor dem Untergang steht. Warum ich trotz allem nicht aufgebe? Warum ich immer noch weitermache? Es gibt diesen einen Kämpfer, den ich über alles liebe. Ich möchte bei ihm bleiben. Für immer. Deshalb werde ich es auch mit tausend tödlichen Blumen aufnehmen. Ich werde kämpfen, solange wir beide eine Zukunft haben. Denn ich bin kein Mädchen, das aufgibt.