Resultado Editorial "Pink Flamingo Productions" em Paranormal

When I wake up at a female auction in a world I don’t recognize, all I can think about is getting back home to Texas. I want absolutely nothing to do with a realm called Valora, magic, faeries, or being sold to the highest bidder. But the Day Realm King has other plans.

All I want for my birthday is to find my magic and maybe get my first kiss. But that’s pretty hard to do when rumors fly around that my girly bits are cursed. I've lived among witches ever since my mother dropped me off. That was the last I ever saw of her. For most of my life, my aunt cared for me, raised me, and hid me from the world. My world. Until she can’t anymore. My mates have found me. All three of them. If these wolf shifters claim that I am theirs, that can only mean one thing—I’m not a witch, I’m a wolf shifter, too.

Four hundred years ago, my ancestor led an uprising against the Witch’s Council. And failed miserably. Now her descendants and those of her supporters must serve as Wardens to help protect witch-kind, though we’re relegated to being second best and the first ones thrown into danger. The Disgraced, as we’re called, are meant to suck it up and be grateful.

My parents' marriage united the five elements by bringing a death walker to the throne. No wolf was able to contest their power with my mother at his side—especially after she gave birth to twins.

Fate made a huge mistake when she mated me to Cadoc Collins. He’s the heir apparent. I’m a scavenger. My people are so low in this pack, we don’t even rank. I should have known better, but for one night, I let myself forget the facts of life in Moon Lake. Cadoc Collins might be powerless to resist me, but he’s not going to claim me, either.

I wasn’t expecting my new housemates to be as hot as they are. And it’s going to be a struggle to stick to my personal rules of no relationships with them. They’re all so tempting, sweet, and funny. Well, except for one. Yep, definitely hard.

When escaping, one should make a plan. Someone should have told past-me that first.... I also need to fix a little issue or four if I ever escape. "Surprise, I have a caster for mate" wasn’t exactly how I saw my wedding going. I also didn’t see this. He betrayed me. Now that I’ve found my powers, you’d think I know what I’m doing. The betrayal among the wolves is worse than ever, and I’m not sure how to end it. Add in that my past is catching up to me and I just have more questions.

Being alpha-born means walking a path that's already been laid out for me, with a mate I don't get to choose. On a Lycan's 21st birthday, we are fated to find our true mate. Only, I don't want one. I'm not ready yet. I want to travel and see the world, but I can't do that, either. When our world comes under attack from a foe we thought long vanquished, everything I thought I knew gets flipped upside down. With nowhere to turn after my mate rejects me, feeling suffocated by my own skin, I leave my pack to try and find myself...but get found instead.

I used to want nothing more than to escape my destiny. Except escaping wasn’t an option. The fates are a cruel mistress, and running got me nowhere. Rejected. Tormented. Betrayed. With my world under attack from someone I considered family and the one person I thought hated me most standing by me, my entire world is upside down. The pain of rejection was nothing compared to the pain of betrayal. I wanted a choice, and the fates obliged. Fight to reclaim what is meant to be mine or lose everything I never knew I wanted.

Lydia Anderson is an unbonded omega living in fear of the day her past catches up with her. Hunted by her ex, betrayed by her own family, staying out of sight is her only protection. Or it was, until she met Pack Saint Clair, and found love and safety in their arms.

I keep my head down. In this backward pack, females rank low, and my bad leg makes me damaged goods. It doesn’t help that I’ve never shifted. I don’t mind the late-20s single life, though. No one’s paying any attention as I build an illicit farmer’s market empire. My roomies and I are doing it for ourselves, and if life under Killian Kelly is stifling, at least it’s predictable. We can deal. But when biology finally kicks in, I lose my mind. I claim our alpha as my mate. And he rejects me in front of the whole pack.

Will has served three years of a life sentence for crimes he did commit. According to society he deserves to never see the light of day again. When a mysterious man named Maddox gives him an opportunity to be free, Will takes the deal. Maddox has a special use for Will. He needs someone he can bend until they break. Someone he can make in his own image.

Blasphemy...abomination...disgrace...I've heard these words my entire life, and never believed I would ever be allowed to find my other half. The Trials are your one shot every 25 years to find your forever. Here's the kicker: A female Nephilim isn't allowed to revel her wings till the trials. Do you know what it's like to have wings and not be allowed to fly or expose them? It absolutely sucks. When the moment finally arrives and I get my card, guess who ends up in my life? An Archangel, and Angel, a Nephilim that can't talk and the son of Death himself.

“I suggest you focus your considerable talents and effort on finding another career path.” From the moment those words left Agent Grant’s lips, I realized my dream of being a profiler for the FBI was dead. All because I happened to come from a small town in the Midwest. Seriously, that’s the only reason he would give me. So I did what any sane woman with a heart full of rage and an Ivy League education would do: pack up what was left of my failed life and move back....

Titus is just trying to control his new power without losing himself to the darkness. Already cursed, and now suffering with noxious black magic, he believes his luck couldn't get any worse. Until an assassin appears, ready to end his life. He never expected such an infuriating woman, and now he's not sure what to do. Kill her before she can kill him, or give in to the intense desire that proves bad luck comes in threes. Rae is prepared for a typical hit. But when she can't seem to eliminate her target, she quickly realises that it wasn't only Titus who has a price on his head.