Mostrando resultados por título "Where" en Paranormal

Max is living the screenwriter dream. He's not even thirty, he's just won an Oscar, and he's dating the gorgeous star of his movie. But after that one magical night, everything crumbles. The movie star dumps him, and his latest screenplay is a blank document that stubbornly refuses to write itself. So Max decides to disappear into the middle of nowhere and maybe obscurity. He's just getting settled into his new life when suddenly someone is trying to kill him.

Zander is in an auction house for the sole purpose of getting someone to sign a contract. He doesn't have any interest in owning a blood slave—until he lays eyes on Max. That, he must have. Max is there for reasons of his own, mostly desperate reasons, and he's braced himself for a year of hell, which doesn't seem to be forthcoming. Someone needs to explain to this vampire that he's supposed to use Max, not spoil him. Zander doesn't seem to get it.

Lonnie's slept with exactly two guys in his life: his ex-boyfriend of three years, Steven, and the fox he just hooked up with while drunk at a party. The fox didn't leave his name, just his scent in Lonnie's fur - but a scent is enough for a wolf to follow a trail.

Once betrothed to a man who promised to circumcise her. Kara knew she had only one escape. She ran, stumbling into a world of pain and blood thirst she’d never known existed. A creature of the night turned her into something else. Not long after, she’s abandoned by her maker, leaving her with no answers and an uncontrollable hunger. She broke vampires' most sacred law—don’t kill humans.

Delivering a rare book to a valued customer is definitely part of mild-mannered archivist Anna Whitfield's job description. You know what isn't? Protecting her precious cargo from midflight theft by the very pilot who is flying her to Half-Moon Hollow...while trying to appear as unappetizing as possible to the only other passenger, a vampire. Undead bookstore owner Jane Jameson could be waiting a very long time for her book. Possibly forever.

Two years ago, Dr. Ainsley Graham proved the existence of ghosts, and fell in love - hard to top that. But a trip to Sweden to research at a prestigious university for the summer is nothing to sneeze at, especially since his partner, psychologist Joachim Cockburn, will be teaching alongside him. A change of scenery might be just the thing. Their idyllic trip to Sweden is interrupted by a ghost with a proclivity for rude hand gestures and graphic curse words - and a ghastly history begging to be investigated.

Banished from his pack for being gay, Yev has one last chance to redeem himself in the eyes of his family. He needs to stick to the rules for a year and bury his sexuality forever. Shouldn’t be so hard, since he can’t have a relationship with a human without revealing his werewolf nature. That is, until one night, a drunk ginger brat points a rifle in his face.

Adam: Catholic priest. Celibate. Does not yield to temptation. Emil: Sinner. Seducer. Snake. Hot as hell itself. After a sheltered childhood ruled by religion, all Adam wants is to be a good priest and make his parents proud. But it’s hard to stay virtuous in a big city like Warsaw, and when he makes one slipup, his life spirals into ruin. He is sent to a tiny mountain village, where he hopes to live down his shame and work on restraint.

When Trez lost his beloved to a tragic death (The Shadows, Black Dagger Brotherhood, Book 13), his soul was crushed and his destiny seemed relegated to suffering. But when he meets a mysterious female, he becomes convinced his true love has been reincarnated. Is he right? Or has his grief created a disastrous delusion?

My name is Charlotte, and I have a special gift: I talk to the dead. Make no mistake, I can't summon them. I'm able only to see and speak to the spirits that linger when they're unable to cross over. They're somehow weighted to the world with unfinished affairs. And for the last six years, I've relentlessly used my gift to help their lost souls. But it's come at a price. My life is dark. Feeling despondent, I've begun to give up. And in helping the dead, I've realized I haven't allowed myself to live.

Sixteen years of hunting vampires and now he’d landed in a hotel full of them, and the punch line? They regularly fed from their guests, the humans unknowing of their blood donation to the vampire race. Every cell in his burned to wipe the whole nest out, images of his parents–throats freshly torn open by flashing fangs–haunting him. But one thing held him back.

For 200 years, April has stayed at the hotel. Watching—waiting for her chance to leave. Freedom burned just outside the hotel’s glass doors, but one thing holds her back. The man who saved her, Kovac. She refused to repay his kindness with abandonment, but after two centuries, the shackles of friendship are chafing. But how to fix it?

To stop the slaughter, vampires and vampire hunters must work together, the two feuding forces setting aside their differences for the greater good. A vampire prison, centuries old and teaming with starved captives, is broken open when an earthquake rips through the land. Sixteen vampires escape, setting their sights on the helpless humans nearby as blood stains the earth in waves.

I've been scared of my own mind for the last 15 years. Wondering if I was insane or if there really was something watching me from the shadows. Little did I know, the shadows would be a safe place. Real monsters hide behind smiles in the light of day.

Fate makes no exceptions. When stepping into a town full of werewolves like me for the first time in my life, I expected to be welcomed - or at least tolerated. Instead, I got hit in the face with a door. And then, found my dad's face on a dartboard in their diner. The people there need my help, but I can't help them unless I tell them who I am. And telling them who I am just might get me killed. The one connection I find comes in the form of a gorgeous, inked-up chemist who's the only person in town that doesn't hate me.

All Cloverleah Pack Enforcer Wesley (Wes) wanted the night he went out was to have a few drinks, maybe find some company, and try and forget his worries and insecurities for few hours. The drinks flowed and he found the company; a gorgeous man with a mysterious scent, who seemed to completely understand the anger, shame, and jealousy Wes was hiding from his pack mates. Unfortunately, Wesley didn't understand how badly he'd been conned until he woke up the next morning alone in a cave.

Little did Patsy Dunton know that the moment she married into the Dunton family, she would inherit a long-held family secret to keep. Nor did she expect the burden of the Dunton family legacy would lead to damaged relationships and bitter heartache. With her granddaughters torn away, Patsy can only wait until fate brings them back again. However, when the time comes to share the legacy with her granddaughters, she realizes not all are eager to accept their destiny. With the clock ticking away, Patsy realizes that time is slipping away. Could she warn her granddaughters of their impending ...

There are hangovers, there are bad hangovers, and then there's waking up inside someone else's head. Thirty-something bartender Charlie Wilkes is faced with this dilemma when he wakes up to find himself trapped inside The Black Room - a space consisting of impenetrable darkness and a huge, ethereal screen floating in its center. It is through this screen that he sees the world of his female host, Minnie.

We thought we were alone. Lyka Bay was supposed to be the only town of lycans. But...it's not. After the wolf I thought was wild shifts into a teenage boy, he leads me and Keaton to another town of half-cured lycans, and we're exposed to a whole new world. We thought the lycans were monsters...but there's something worse. And if we can't figure out how to cure them, there's a good chance they'll kill us.

Everything was supposed to be fine. Keaton was going to cure all of the Loup Mountain wolves and monsters, and we were going to head back to my old apartment for some space and alone time to figure out what we wanted to do about...well, everything. But then we realized we had bigger problems. The Loup Mountain werewolves think I'm their Alpha. Most of them are set on staying in Lyka Bay, even if it means living in the forest for the foreseeable future. The ones that aren't so set on forest-living want me dead, so that my gift will transfer to someone else.