Títulos em Fantasia

Die Erhabene Amalia wird am Winter-Institut zum ersten Mal in ihrem Leben mit unkontrollierbaren Gefühlen konfrontiert. Denn auf der abgelegenen Insel in der Keltischen See sind ihre angeborenen Gaben außer Kraft gesetzt. Hier trifft sie auf einen jungen Mann, einen Menschen – und was sie für ihn empfindet, bringt wortwörtlich ihre Welt durcheinander. Vielleicht sogar zum Einsturz. Caelan Aberdeen hat nämlich eine Entdeckung gemacht. Eine, für die die Erhabenen ihn und alles um ihn herum auszulöschen bereit sind.

She's a rebel with a cause. He represents everything she's fighting against. But they need each other to survive the land of endless winter. Gerta was raised wild and free in the winter tundra, and she will fight to remain free of the foreign oppressors alongside her clan. When the Empire sends a new garrison to the fortress, Gerta and her clan are ready to teach them a lesson. But they are unprepared for just what kind of garrison has come. Kay was trained to bring law and order to the far corners of the Empire.

I used to like Christmas. But this year? Total dumpster fire. My fiancé ran off with my barely-legal baby sister, my dad’s six feet under, and my mom is cosplaying as Martha Stewart: Holiday Edition. All I want is to drink my weight in vodka, torch the mistletoe, and pretend Christmas isn’t happening. Instead, I make one reckless wish—and accidentally summon Krampus. Yes, that Krampus. Horns, hooves, chains, the whole nightmare-before-Christmas starter pack.

They say you can never go home. They don't tell you that it's because the people you left behind split time itself into a million glittering shards, trying to figure out where you went. In the final book of the Monster Girlfriend trilogy, Sian and Trillin return to where it all began. . . . kind of.

It's finally happening! After years of scrimping and saving, I have finally launched my landscaping business from the back of my garden shop. Oh, don't get me wrong—I adore making floral arrangements, helping people figure out their soil's right pH, and sharing a million other gardening tips in my shop . . . but at long last, I've landed the coveted contract to landscape Eastshore Isle's community property, which means I am going to get paid to get really, really dirty!

Mother Jones has spent his life working hard, running the royal stables at Lilleforth, and watching on fondly as those around him fall in love and lust. But nobody, man or woman, has ever stoked that fire for him—right until the new royal groom barrels into his life. Vasily is all sunshine smiles, golden hair, and laughter. For the first time, Mother finds himself attracted to someone, and he can't help wondering what it might be like to court—and bed—his handsome new groom.

The Battle of Saltstone is won. The people live. Kingdom armies are retreating in disarray. And Irina is dead. Or is she? A new darkness rises, one with shifting faces no one sees coming. This time, its goal is not the people of the land; it is magic itself.

I've been a single mom for sixteen years, and I know there's no place left in my life for fun. Right? I grew up in the South, where there are three things you're never supposed to ask: A woman her age, a man his salary, and a single mother how the duck she's managing to juggle a job, a mortgage, and a teenage son who's suddenly become too big for his britches. I mean, where did my teensy little best bud go? Who is this bro who's so proud of his fledgling mustache and even fledgling-er biceps?

It has been two months since Emma wielded a sword on the deck of the Lady's Mercy alongside the golden-haired Hemmish naval officer with copper eyes. Two months of pins in her hair and napkins in her lap and trying with everything in her to be the person she was born to be, the Charlie Ache never leaving her chest. Circles are appearing everywhere, often accompanied by murders. A house party turns deadly, but not before someone appears who she never expected to see again. Only . . . he might not be who she thought he was.

Princess Azhara was born cursed. Marked by ancient magic. Promised to an unholy bargain sealed in blood. When the Reaping begins, suitors will descend into the labyrinth beneath the palace—each one fighting to win her hand or die trying. She's never had a choice. Not in the Reaping. Not in her future. Not even in the power buried beneath her skin. Until now.

Mit der Macht seines berüchtigten Seeungeheuers hat der Imperator von Laurentia nahezu die gesamte Götterbucht unterworfen. Nun schickt er seine Bestie in die Heimat von Prinzessin Andromeda, um diese zu zerstören und zur Kapitulation zu zwingen. Als das göttliche Orakel verkündet, dass nur das Opfer der Prinzessin Tessalien retten könnte, zögert sie nicht. Im Morgengrauen wird Andromeda an einen Felsen im Meer gekettet und stellt sich dem Ungeheuer, das aus den Fluten steigt. Nur um nicht den erwarteten Tod zu finden. Stattdessen wird sie entführt.

I promised Eloise a crown. After hundreds of years of fighting and sacrifice, I swore I'd make her a princess and give her the peaceful life she deserves. But when I return to claim my throne, I find my brother sitting on it instead—with no intention of stepping aside. I'm trapped between the vow I made and the kingdom I've lost. Stay silent and keep the peace I promised Eloise but watch her fade as she struggles to reconnect with her magic in a realm that doesn't want us. Or reclaim what's mine and drag the woman I love into yet another battle.

In the frozen halls of Frostforge, third-year cadet Thalia Greenspire stands at the helm of her most formidable year yet, braving courses on maritime warfare as tensions with the Isle Wardens threaten to breach. But when whispers of a spy echo through the corridors and Roran stands accused, loyalty and love collide like colliding ships in stormy seas.

The wedding of Alison Lennox to Dr. Keir Ainsley promises to be the event of the winter season in Herot's Hollow. (Well, apart from the first-ever 'lectric lighting of the Winter Solstice tree, that is.) Everyone in town is coming together for the big day, including Keir's sister Charlotte, the baker's new apprentice, who will be in charge of the wedding cakes.

Did we need to hold a Halloween party? No, of course not. Was I going to anyway? You better freakin' believe it. I didn't even feel bad! We needed a break! Even if it was for a day, a healthy work-life balance was essential…even if it was holding a bloody Halloween party and the work was determining who was sucking the magic out of people like goddamn juice boxes.

With my magicae unleashed, I should be in the perfect position to harness the powers of a soul witch. My primordium is stronger than ever, and at Necos's castle, I'm finally safe—free to explore the true depths of my abilities without fear of exposure.

Days bleed together, and time loses all meaning. A thousand years of imprisonment vanish in the blink of an eye, and voices flicker in and out of the egg chamber in Malivore—until hers captures my attention. The ethereal song she sings awakens something deep within me, stirring a long-forgotten spark of life. Who is this enigmatic woman, and could she be the one destined to set me free?

My name is Sheena May, and I'm done running. Insidious yellow eyes lock onto the secrets of my magic, and my former best friend shows up with a bombshell that could ruin us all, leaving me to figure out if I'm really the weapon my enemies think I am.

They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me—male or female—for their lustful desires. And, when they storm into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervene to protect her. I make them take me too.

Two handsome alphas have claimed me as their mate in order to protect me from the man who killed my brother, Kurt. Our relationship is fake. They don’t want an omega, and I don’t want alphas, but we have to make it seem real if there’s any chance of getting free from Kurt. But just when we think things can’t get any more complicated, the feral wolves arrive.