Resultado Editorial "Tantor Media" em Paranormal

This omnibus follows three vampire Blood Lords as they fight to claim their Brides and their HEAs in a city with enemies around every corner and a thirst for power that can never be satisfied.

In a world where everyone has magic coursing through them, legend says magic itself craves a mate. Legend says those with opposite magics have the greatest chance of forming the unbreakable Bond it desires. A. B. Cerise is an obsessive-compulsive pop star with the ability to turn invisible. He's an out bisexual with absolutely no belief in Bonds. He has a love-bruised heart, thinks dating in the spotlight is a hassle at best and a nightmare at worst, and has no intention of going through it all over again.

I knew entering the Schorchedlands would mean facing my worst nightmares. But I also knew that if I beat this cursed place—if I could meet terror face to face and survive—I would earn every one of my dreams. I would be Prince Reveln of the Luminescent Court, savior of the fae realm and the new High Heir. I'd prove my father wrong. I'd live up to my brother's legacy. I'd gain it all. That was the deal. But once again, Caelynn has ruined everything.

Deknol has sold his soul to The Deceiver. I can see it in the powers that he now wields. Far stronger than any magic present on Protheka. It excites me. Because he will use his power to rescue me. To protect me. To pleasure me. The value of my life on Protheka is less than worthless. But when I stand next to Deknol, whose godlike powers crackle the air around him, I am a queen. His queen.

Trolls belong lurking under bridges, not in the arms of beautiful human women. That's what Hisondine tells me. He's not fooling me, though. I see the way he looks at me. I know the way he touches me. He's huge and muscled and hard as stone. But that's not the only thing about him that makes me feel safe. He treats me like I'm precious. I've been a companion to plenty of monsters, but I've never met one who makes me feel special the way he does.

Moira Wicked is back home for good. She's settling in to help run Persnickety Potions & Gifts, her family's store. Even though she's loath to admit it, she's a bit relieved to be home. Here in Charm Cove, there's nothing unusual about the last name Wicked and it's more uncommon to encounter someone who isn't a witch, rather than the other way around. Just when Moira thinks life might be quieting down, there's a spate of burglaries around town. It's no accident that the homes and businesses being targeted belong to witches. Once again, the oh-so-charming Charm Cove is all atwitter.

Deep in the heart of winter, all is quiet in Charm Cove. Or so Moira Wicked likes to think. The charming town in Maine is blanketed with snow, and magic is murmuring under the surface, but nothing is amiss. Until it's time for maple sugaring season. One of the earliest signs of spring is when the maple trees are ready to tap for sap, which becomes maple sugar, and syrup, and more. Once the first few trees are tapped, Charm Cove residents start reporting missing buckets of maple sap. At first, it's only a few and then it's almost all of them.

The holidays are upon Charm Cove and Moira Wicked is up to her eyeballs in magic as she manages Persnickety Potions & Gifts for her family. One evening after a busy day, she assumes she must be way too tipsy from her wine when she hears a commotion down at the beach by her home. Nope. Not too tipsy from wine. Lo and behold, a boat was dashed against the rocky coastline in the darkness. That's enough news by itself, but even worse, the three passengers who were believed to have been on the boat have vanished into thin air. So has the man who runs the lighthouse.

Peter "Penis" Caldwell (nickname bestowed courtesy of popular jock, Jackson Davis) didn't necessarily have a lot of things going for him. 1. See "Penis." 2. He attended high school in a small town that was as bigoted as it was boring. 3. He was maybe, sort of, a little bit (a lot) gay. None of that meant, however, that Peter was prepared for the consequences when he is bitten by a giant wolf during a reckless night of teenage adventure.

Nothing is ever as it seems, at least not in Charm Cove, Maine. Moira Wicked moves away in the hopes she can escape her fate, or destiny, or something along those lines. She yearns to lead a normal life. A few years away teaches her one glaring lesson. It's incredibly difficult to be normal when your first name means destiny, your last name is Wicked, and you do come from a family legendary for its witchy ways.

All I've ever wanted was to protect the people I love. That's why I joined the military's Elite Specimen Containment Unit. When I learned they were experimenting on sentient monsters, however, everything changed. Now, I have a new mission: protect a scaly winged monster named Bud and escort him to somewhere he'll be safe from my superiors.

Morgane grew up at sea, daughter of the fierce pirate captain of the Vengeance, raised to follow in her footsteps as scourge of the Four Chains Trading Company. But when Anna-Marie is mortally wounded in battle, she confesses to Morgane that she is not her mother.

Someone stole Azulin's true name. Cursed to ride with the Wild Hunt during each full moon, he is helpless against the Unseelie king's will. Over the years, the curse's grip has strengthened, making Azulin's magic difficult to control. Fighting the curse has exhausted his spirit to the point that he despairs of breaking its hold on him. Then one full moon, the curse places him in a labyrinth, not a hunt. Perhaps this is his chance, or maybe just a new form of torture.

I was determined to fulfill my best friend's dying wish: see the lost Moriarty paintings in person. With two Moriartys in hand, I tracked down the final painting—and walked straight into a trap. Caleb Forrester, a Marvel detective working a case, was also caught. He was broody, quiet, and the exact distraction I couldn't afford. Caleb's arrival unveiled a centuries-old mystery promising to destroy the world. Cults, stolen paintings, secrets, and a thirst for him I can't deny . . . the mission might be the least dangerous part.

As king of the ice giants, I must have heirs. But our customs do not satisfy me. I do not want a giantess who will bear me a child and then leave to be with another. I would much rather pursue a union the human way: find a partner who will share my bed, bear my children, and stay by my side. Until death do us part.

The Warriors are once again faced with their most feared opponents. Sloan Murphy accepted defeat this past Christmas. Are the Warriors up for what is brewing? The Mates are a fierce tribe and unwilling to fail in their task. Once again, they are ready to battle, but this time for a holiday that is a favorite to them all. Who will win this battle for All Hallows' Eve? Most say fate is on the side of the Mates. Whose side will you pick?

Curvy cat-rescue volunteer Tessa Davelos can't fix her wounded soul, so she's out to save the world instead, one kitten at a time. But when her tragic past comes back to haunt her in the form of an unstoppable dragon assassin, a drop-dead gorgeous cop cruises through the door of the cat shelter and into her broken heart . . .

When shy bookworm Melody daydreamed about her perfect man, "must love books" topped the list. She never dreamed of someone like Gunnar blowing into her neatly alphabetized and indexed world to turn it upside down. Finding out that her one true mate is an ex-con with a grade school education must be fate's idea of a cruel joke. Never mind that his kisses make her swoon and his touch turns her traitorous knees to jelly . . .

Our ravens still haven't met, but in my heart, I already know she's meant to be mine. Stubbornly, she refuses to let that happen. She claims it won't matter anyway because our families would never allow it. We come from separate classes, but this is the twenty-first century, and I don't care. The road won't be easy, but if she is truly my one true mate, nothing will stop me from claiming her.

Leo's life is a living hell. He lost his wife and baby to a monster and blames himself. He's spent years trying to overcome the guilt, but it turns out heavy drinking isn't a solution. When the boss of the Zodiac Warriors orders him to seek help, he ends up spilling his guts in a shrink's office. However, the attractive woman isn't falling for his pity party—and knows he's hiding something.