Mostrando resultados por autor "Amy Sumida" en Todas las categorías

He's a fearsome enforcer who can take the shape of a tiger. I'm the consort of a king who shifts into a swan. We couldn't be less alike or more likely to fail, but the passion between us is undeniable. As the Royal Consort to the Swan King, I'm bound by law to obey. When the King bids me sing, I sing; when he commands me to kneel, I kneel; and when he offers me to a stranger in exchange for a favor, I must agree to be his. But this stranger is a tiger-shifter of the Garin clan, at court to investigate three murders, and he's the most magnificent man I have ever met. From my first sight of ...

The Fairy Underground... a place of enchantment and horror. Once it was secret, but its black market magic is beginning to find its way to the surface and into human hands. Ambassador Seren must find a way to stop the sale of such volatile merchandise, and to do so she must venture into the most dangerous den of fairies in existence. Seren believes that she's strong enough to face whatever she may find there, but she'll need more than magic to unearth the truth hidden there. Will she be able to navigate the maze of plots and pain, or will she become another victim of the Fairy Underground?

This ember is about to go up in flames. Ember thought it was so clear. The war. Who he loved. Who he hated. Who he could trust. But it's all about to become very unclear. The war isn't what he thought and neither is his destiny. He hates the Corrupter, that much is absolutely sure. But who is Aranren? Death says he's a man just like Ember. Ember doesn't want to believe that, and he's not sure he can trust Death. So he sets on a path of discovering who Death really is. And what he finds will change everything.

A world divided. A love forbidden. A danger that will change them both. In the world of Para, three realms keep a fragile balance. Beneath the earth, the Nethren—half-machine and devoid of magic—claw toward the surface, their touch a death sentence for all enchantment. In the skies above, the winged Aethari live on pure magic, forever severed from technology. And on the surface, the Medeans alone wield convergence, the ancient art of fusing magic and science into wonders that can save—or destroy—the world. Liria, a battle-hardened Medean security chief, stands watch over one of the ...

This kiss is addictive. After exposing a drug-dealing fae in St. Louis, Seren hoped she’d seen the last of the magical drug trade. But when a deadlier version of Newt begins circulating—one that leaves nothing behind but burned corpses—walking away is no longer an option. Drawn back into the city alongside her Ambassador husband, Seren finds herself in the middle of something far more dangerous than a single drug operation. The streets are shifting, alliances are uncertain, and every answer seems to lead to deeper questions. A charismatic baron insists the Goddess herself is binding ...

I became a fairy king's plaything to save my sister. I didn't believe him when he told me he was the King of Unseelie, a powerful fairy who could cure my sister's cancer. But I would have tried anything to save her. So, we formed an understanding; my sexual servitude in exchange for her life. And damn if he wasn't telling the truth. The Unseelie King cured my sister then came to collect me as his prize. Now, I'm bound by magic to a powerful fairy and trapped in another realm, unable to escape even if I were able to make it past the leering knights and vicious courtiers. This world is ...

I have three lovers and I'm about to add a fourth. Not because I'm greedy but because we need to form a stronger fighting team to kill the Corrupter. My love literally empowers men. We fall in love, bond, then go kick ass. Romantic, right? No, not very. But I'm good with it. How could I not be? I'm the one who they share. I don't do the sharing. I've got the best part of this deal. But sometimes things get smoky. Hazy. Complicated. Too many fires to put out. Too many lovers to satisfy. And too many suitors to consider. Just when I thought things were perfect with Taroc, someone new showed ...

Can you trust a god they call Oathbreaker? Vervain Lavine could really use a moment to breathe. Between the beasts and magics warring inside her, a Pride of werelions that behave more like unruly frat boys, and a dangerously complicated bond with a werewolf prince, her life is already chaotoc. And it’s only getting worse. Demeter is still hunting her. Vampires are shadowing her every move. And the God War is escalating. Now Odin—the enemy general known as the Oathbreaker—wants her help. He’s aided her before, so she owes him. But trusting him could cost her everything. Because Odin ...

Immortality was supposed to make her unstoppable… not make her a bigger target. One sip of the Grayel has changed everything. Vervain Lavine is no longer just the Godhunter—she’s a goddess. Untouchable. Unkillable… in theory. Because while death just got harder, it’s still very much on the table. And her enemies? They’re lining up. At the top of that list: Xi Wangmu—the ancient Tiger Goddess of plague and death. She’s arrived in Hawaii, trailing devastation in her wake… and she’s brought the Black Death with her. Now Vervain has to do the impossible—hunt a goddess who ...

Blood tells all. Vervain Lavine has been through Hell. Two Hells actually, one of which she's been barred from. Despite all that, things are going pretty well for the Godhunter. At least they were until she turned on the news. Crops across America are dying, children in Hawaii are missing, and havoc is being wrecked upon her nightclub, Moonshine. It's obviously God messing with her again but which one is it this time? There's so many gods who want her dead these days. Then one wrong word sends her tumbling into an unknown realm. A strange place filled with even stranger beings who seem to ...

Everything changed the day a faerie fell into my tomatoes. I thought I had my life planned out. My farm was prosperous, and I was on the verge of proposing to my childhood sweetheart. I'd have a family. A normal life. And then the Eagle Lord crashed into my crops—a giant bird with a broken wing. I foolishly tried to save him from the monster who was stalking him, and he repaid me by giving me immortality. Sounds good, doesn't it? Except immortality isn't free, even when it's a gift. Taryn Savagas wants me to fight beside him. To give up everything I have and everything I am to be his ...

Knowing is the heart of love. The battle for Unseelie has been won, and Lord Raza Tnyn is now King Raza the Second. But Uisdean, the last king of Unseelie, is on the loose in the Human Realm with his resurrected wife, Rue, and an ancient fairy weapon. The Councils and the Coven are on the case, and Princess Seren is happy to leave the problem in their capable hands. Until someone important to Seren goes missing and witches start turning up dead. To save an entire race from the schemes of her evil relatives, the Twilight Princess will forsake her crown and return to her extinguisher roots. ...

Among the ashes, you can find an ember. After I lost Ara, it felt as if my world had been burned to ash. But among those ashes, I found an ember—myself. I'm now more determined than ever to end this war. I'm going to free Aranren from Death's cage and that will free us all. No more fighting. No more fearing for the lives of my friends and loved ones. Peace. It's the reward every warrior deserves. And I'm going to get it for all of Varr. All I need is one more lover to give me the strength to conquer Death. I've even chosen him. But Lord Vexen is true to his name and is being difficult. I ...

Hear the call of Primeval. In pursuit of an enemy, Elaria and her friends enter Primeval—the ancient forest that covers most of Tír na nÓg. But priorities soon shift as a much larger danger arises. Primeval is dying and growing all at once; threatening to consume the Jewel Kingdoms. Can the Spellsinger save the forest or is this only a prelude of the destruction to come?

I will never be weak again. After the man I loved mated a Dragon King, I knew I had to make a fresh start. Rontor may not have loved me, but he did care for me. He taught me to be strong. To know I had value. That I was worthy of being loved. Before I left Vix, I promised him that I would never let a man abuse me, not even a Dragon King. That promise was an integral part of the new life I was building for myself. If I wanted to be happy, I had to be strong. But every time I'm near the Dragon King of Sken, my strength fails me. The last Dragon King I was with had mistreated me and then ...

Darkness has a voice. The harmony Elaria has found with her consorts is threatened when a black orb pulls her through the Veil to a hidden planet. Once there, she releases a dark god who was imprisoned by the Shining Ones. This god has a claim on Elaria that she can't deny, and his song is too powerful for her to resist. As she struggles to get home to her lovers, the Spellsinger is caught up in a deadly duet that could mean the end of everything she treasures most; including herself. From the Author Spellsing in order 1. The Last Lullaby 2. A Symphony of Sirens 3. A Harmony of Hearts 4. ...

Marked by Death… and running out of time. Demeter still wants Vervain dead. Ares may be holding a grudge—losing a lover and a hand will do that. And if that weren’t enough, a desperate goddess is asking for help stopping a drug lord who just happens to be a god. So no, the Godhunter isn’t celebrating. She’s barely sleeping. Not since the night Death marked her. Now every threat feels closer, every move more dangerous, and every choice more costly. Between gods who want her dead and gods who need her help, Vervain is walking a razor’s edge—and one misstep could send her ...

I may be an Angel, but I'm no choir boy. When I met Bolin Tangzhou, a wereleopard tracker, I knew I had to have him. His badboy reputation to matched mine and the look in his eyes promised pleasure with no strings attached. Regrettably, our sex stars weren't aligned, and I got called onto a mission before I could explore his talents as thoroughly as I'd hoped. The last thing I expected was for Bolin to convince me to hire him for his other talents—that of tracking. Now, we're hunting a psychotic Angel together, chasing her across worlds and realms, trying to stop her from starting the ...

Even a Gargoyle can't soften a heart of stone. Eilener Tanager is one of the most notorious men in the Beneath—the only male Spellsinger in existence, able to make music into magic. They call him the Sinker of Continents and, perhaps not so loudly, a coldhearted killer. His looks are just as deadly and his appetite for life is ravenous. Entire civilizations have fallen prey to his whims. And I've been assigned the task of looking after him during his visit to the Oregon Zone. I'm a Gargoyle. I play rough and love rougher. But Eilener has been around for thousands of years. He has skills ...

The Wolves are being hunted! Vervain Lavine's nine-pointed star is whole again. A victory indeed, except the Godhunter still doesn't know exactly what it's capable of. Distracted by pregnancy issues, she just doesn't have the time to search for answers. But when her Froekn family is attacked, then accused of nefarious deeds themselves, she is thrust down a road which leads her straight to the destiny she's been chosen for. Myth and magic turn against the Godhunter, and the only hope she has of saving those she loves lies in learning secrets of her star. For more information about ...