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Torn between two realms, the fate of a kingdom and my father hang in the balance… I need my mate—a darkly dangerous fae prince—more than ever. And he needs me to help claim his throne. But Ruskin is gone. Disappeared into a place most dare not speak of. There isn’t time to mourn. In the human realm, a cruel king holds my father captive. While in the fae realm, Ruskin’s mother, Evanthe, is determined to use her corrupted magic to wreak havoc on the Seelie Court. Suddenly, something is changing in me.

The night I got pregnant, the rest of my life went to sh*t. First, I woke up alone, the jerk not even willing to stick around. Then, I got thrown in jail for a crime I didn't commit. Now, I've been "volunteered" as a tribute for the dragons. It was either that or spend my life in prison. Of course, I didn't actually get to choose. The Feds shipped me off against my protests. Which is where I come face to face with the man who knocked me up. The man who is actually a dragon.

One more job and I'm out. I'm done with this lousy planet. Deliver the human female to the Imperator of Fenda, so he can have an exotic new addition to his royal harem. But I can't get enough of her. This feisty little human has the spirit of a true Zalaryn warrior. Just my luck. I've been blessed with a bonded mate - and she's the property of another male. I don't care what the law says: She's mine. I've got a plan. And I can't wait to claim my prize....

Life as a peasant farmer was boring, to say the least. Was I really wrong to distract myself with the mayor’s daughter? She certainly didn’t mind. Of course, the mayor did, and now I’ve been exiled to some dark, distant forest on the other side of the continent. What do you do when your entire village betrays you? Start plotting your revenge, of course. After saving a beautiful woman’s life and nearly getting beaten to death for it, I became the proud owner of a castle core, the central power of every village. The best part? Every woman I marry gains a similar boost in power.

Josephson-Storm traces the history of the myth of disenchantment in the births of philosophy, anthropology, sociology, folklore, psychoanalysis, and religious studies. Ironically, the myth of mythless modernity formed at the very time that Britain, France, and Germany were in the midst of occult and spiritualist revivals. It was specifically in response to this burgeoning culture of spirits and magic that they produced notions of a disenchanted world.

I can't get enough of Montier. Those broad, golden shoulders and big arms that want to sweep me off my feet.... Those alien bedroom eyes that look into my soul.... Those abs that I want to feast on.... It's enough to make any human woman swoon. Except we don't have time to swoon when we're in constant danger. The people who kidnapped me have chased me around the galaxy, and they're not giving up. We don't know why they want me and my friends so much. Hell, we don't even know who they are.

Love isn't real. It's just a biochemical reaction. Right? That's what I've always believed. All my friends falling in love with these gorgeous golden alien pirates? I'm convinced they're just experiencing biological impulses. I mean, I get it. I watch Zander stride through the hallways to me and my heart skips a beat. I see him lean over to speak to me and my knees weaken. When he touches me? It's like a supernova...down there.

Nehmen sie sich doch mal eine kleine Auszeit mit diesen 6 ausgewählten Klassikern der deutschen Literatur! Begegnen sie mit diesem Hörbuch den großen deutschen Schriftstellern des 18. und 19. Jahrhunderts: Theodor Fontane, Gottfried Keller, Heinrich von Kleist, E. T. A. Hoffmann, sowie Theodor Storm und lassen sie sich mit ihren Werken wie "Der Schimmelreiter", "Das Fräulein von Scuderi" oder "Der Stechlin" in jene Zeit entführen.

Some roads lead to pleasure. Others lead to darkness. But this one? It leads to both. Eliza Calloway thought she had escaped the Duskborn, the shadowy entity that had haunted her every step. She had fought. She had resisted. And, in the end, she had won. Or so she thought. But darkness doesn't let go so easily. Now, on the run with Cade—her protector, her temptation, her secret—Eliza discovers the entity has left something behind. A hunger. A pull that won't let her go.

Jake is more powerful than ever, but can he save Aether, his mother, and his estranged brother at the same time? The man who started everything, Jake’s father, is undercover as a visiting scholar. He threatens Jake’s mother and works in the shadows to broker a deal that would make him Headmaster of his own school, but what is he really after?

This practical guide to Witchcraft both embraces and celebrates queer men through an impressive collection of spells, rituals, and exercises. The Satyr's Kiss empowers everyone who identifies as male to take his rightful place at the center of his own universe, honoring the unique qualities that set him apart from the mainstream. Emphasizing the importance of sexuality in Witchcraft, this book features a variety of methods for celebrating sex in a magical way. Join Storm Faerywolf on a queer-centered exploration of magical philosophy, history, rites of passage, and sex magic.

As heir to one of the powerful dragon houses, my father expects my mate to be a "proper match" for my position. He's spent years parading those he approves past me. I hated them all. No woman was right for me—until our ruler tricked me into taking a human for a mate. My dragon has never been so alive. So obsessed. From the moment I laid my eyes on Chloe, I knew that I had to have her. To make her mine. Unfortunately, the most recent of my rejected "proper" mates is also the youngest daughter of a rival house.

I'm a wanted woman. In more ways than one. I was arrested, then imprisoned in cryosleep, and finally rescued by a crew of horned, golden skinned aliens. Now my government has branded me a traitor. Whoever is after me is willing to kill - to destroy anything and anyone in their way. They're powerful and without mercy. It's enough to make me lose all hope. Until Grantian. He's a dangerous man and he promises to protect me. Former mercenary with the Hael Hounds - more blood on his hands than he cares to recount. He's experienced suffering...loss. I can tell that he sees something in me.

I'm a greaser girl from Novaria. I know my way around an engine room. And I never got close to anyone. Much less a serious relationship. As for Swipt? The handsome alien pirate that rescued me says I'm his mate. Fated. Destined to be together. Kind of a big commitment. But he's...different. Swipt is strong. He challenges me. Excites me. Pisses me off. But maybe I need that kind of fire. Maybe it's what I've been missing.

Die Novelle, in deren Zentrum der fiktive Deichgraf Hauke Haien steht, basiert auf einer Sage, mit der Storm sich über Jahrzehnte befasste. Mit der Niederschrift der Novelle begann er jedoch erst im Juli 1886 und beendete seine Arbeit daran im Februar 1888, wenige Monate vor seinem Tod.

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Mit gebrochenem Herzen und dem entsetzlichen Gefühl, verraten worden zu sein, floh ich vom Hof der Feen … nur um von meinem Entführer, einem dunklen Feenprinzen, zurückgeholt zu werden.

Haley Meynard is perfectly happy in her world of numbers as the accountant to House Ursa. Like her, they obey set laws and rules. So, when she's yanked from the comfort of her office and told to assist the same person she's just exposed as being a thief, all the rules go out the window. Thrown head-first into a world she never knew existed, Haley can't help but latch on to the numbers as a safety line. They don't lie, and they clearly show that Kincaid is the thief. He's adamant about being innocent, and so she decides to humor him. That is, until the facts start to support his claims.

Kintar has had a hard past. I can see it in his eyes. They speak of unbelievable loss and sadness. The life of a soldier. But his chiseled, muscled, alien body is more than a collection of his past. He towers over me and pushes reality from my view - until there is only him. His deep voice whispering in my ear, soothes me. His eyes roaming my body, lure out my wild side. His strong arms wrapped around me, protect me from the madness of the galaxy. But it's his heart that gives me hope. His soul that brings me peace.

I never expected a million-dollar business to come out of touching myself on camera, but when you add in nine of your best guys, the women become hungry and the money begins flowing faster than you can spend it.