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September, 1940. Three women of the Checquy, the secret organization tasked with protecting Britain from supernatural threats, stand in the sky above London and see German aircraft approach. Forbidden by law to interfere, all they can do is watch as their city is bombed. Until Pamela breaks all the rules and brings down a Nazi bomber with her bare hands. The three resolve to tell no one about it, but they soon learn that a crew member is missing from the downed bomber. Charred corpses are discovered in nearby houses and it becomes apparent that the women have unwittingly unleashed a monster.

Renata Virdaux is a con artist who has come to the sparkling city of Nadezra - the city of dreams - with one goal: to trick her way into a noble house and secure her fortune and her sister's future. But as she's drawn into the aristocratic world of House Traementis, she realises her masquerade is just one of many surrounding her. And as corrupted magic begins to weave its way through Nadezra, the poisonous feuds of its aristocrats and the shadowy dangers of its impoverished underbelly become tangled - with Ren at their heart.

Strengthened by her new queen sib, Shara Isador plans to return to her mansion-in-progress for some much needed rest. She especially wants to get to know her new twin Blood and fears she may have made a mistake in taking them. She does not love them. Yet.

The Checquy: a centuries-old covert organisation that protects the nation from supernatural threat. The Grafters: a centuries-old supernatural threat. After centuries of rivalry and bloodshed The Checquy and The Grafters are on the verge of joining forces and only one person has the supernatural skills to get the job done - Myfanwy Thomas. But as a wave of gruesome atrocities sweep London, old hatreds ignite and negotiations grind to a halt....

Ren came to Nadežra with a plan. She would pose as the long-lost daughter of the noble house Traementis. She would secure a fortune for herself and her sister. And she would vanish without a backward glance. She ought to have known that in the city of dreams, nothing is ever so simple. Now, she is Ren, con-artist and thief. But she is also Renata, the celebrated Traementis heir. She is Arenza, the mysterious pattern-reader and political rebel. And she is the Black Rose, a vigilante who fights alongside the legendary Rook.

I thought my newfound freedom would allow me to shake off the stink of New York City and start a new life somewhere else, a place where nobody knows me as Death Bringer or Britt the Bloody. A place where I’m not associated with ridiculous prophecies. Looks like fate has other plans. When the city is attacked, I find myself on the wrong side of the border. The only option is to take up arms alongside my vampire overlords and fight my way out. My instinct is to fight for myself—for survival—but at some point I realize I just might be fighting for a hell of a lot more.

Arlo Rook has decided it’s time to move out of Garren Castle, home for orphans of all races, magical or not, at 100 years old. It’s not the first time he’s left home, but after a setback that landed the Hedge Witch in the hospital a year ago, he ended up right back at square one.

In Nadezra, peace is as tenuous as a single thread. The ruthless House Indestor has been destroyed, but darkness still weaves through the city's filthy back alleys and jewel-bright gardens, seen by those who know where to look. Derossi Vargo has always known. He has sacrificed more than anyone imagines to carve himself a position of power among the nobility, hiding a will of steel behind a velvet smile. He'll be damned if he lets anyone threaten what he's built.

The Rook family run a little business: ghost hunting. And things have picked up recently. Something's wrong. It's been getting noticeably worse since, ooh, 2016? Bad spirits are abroad, and right now they're particularly common around Coldbay Island, which isn't even abroad, it's only 20 miles from Skegness. The Rooks' 'quick call out' to the island picks loose a thread that begins to unravel the whole place, and the world beyond. Is this the apocalypse? This might be the apocalypse. Who knew it would kick off in an off-season seaside resort off the Lincolnshire coast?

After the events in Coldbay where they sealed the hell hole, Lucy is trying to learn more about it and how to save Murzzzz from eternal damnation. Yes, he's a demon, but he's also a part of the family. Lucy's turned to her diocese for guidance but they've gone strangely quiet so she persuades the Rooks to drive there so they can sort this out. On the way, they realise something is incredibly wrong with a motorway service station - it's empty except for lingering, sad ghosts and...oh no, another hell hole has opened and sucked in a load of people.

The seventh Jim Rook novel from the master of supernatural horror - Remedial English teacher and psychic Jim Rook has been feeling out of sorts all summer, and on the first day of the Fall semester he runs over and kills his pet cat, Tiddles. But halfway through his first class, enigmatic new Korean student Kim Dong Wook arrives... with a gift: a basket containing Tiddles, alive once more. The Korean spirit Kwisin, Jim is told, is saying “thank you” in advance. But what for? Jim can’t help but feel deeply uneasy...

I returned to the city with one thing on my mind; find my nemesis and finish her. Nothing else mattered. Not the shadowy Organization I worked for. Not the Magic Council and their veiled threats. None of it. Just me and the witch locked into one final dance. But things weren’t exactly going to plan as I discovered a new, sinister threat. One that was trying to pry at the kind of locked doors that should never be opened, as well as driving a conspiracy to turn the entire world on its head.

Jim Rook gets the shock of his life when he returns for a new semester to find something more than unpleasant in his classroom. Jim Rook, remedial English teacher and psychic, knows it’s going to be a bad day. He nearly runs over someone dressed entirely in black – but why did they walk right in the middle of the college driveway? And who just walks off into the fog after nearly being run over? But when a splash of blood appears on a questionnaire Jim realizes that his day isn’t going to be merely bad: it’s going to be the day from hell. Perhaps quite literally...

Die coolste, liebenswerteste und witzigste Heldin der Urban Fantasy! "Der Körper, in dem Du steckst, hat einmal mir gehört." Das ist sicherlich nicht das erste, was man lesen möchte, nachdem man aus einer tiefen Bewusstlosigkeit erwacht. Erst recht nicht, wenn man von Leichen umgeben ist und jede Erinnerung verloren hat. Doch Myfanwy Thomas findet sich in genau dieser Situation wieder und ihr bleibt kaum eine andere Möglichkeit, als den Anweisungen der mysteriösen Briefschreiberin zu folgen. Aber kann sie ihr trauen?

He is a body snatcher. He kills by taking over the bodies of his victims, leaving no blood or weapons at the scene of the crimes. Disillusioned by the loss of his Catholic faith, Rook seeks answers to his unique ability and finds that heaven and hell are not what he was taught to believe. Now, in their way, angels and demons seek to head off the calamity that Rook is quickly becoming because for each body he takes and each soul he breaks, he is becoming more and more Fractured.

Two worlds. Dark magic rising. The end game. Why is it always in the middle of the night? The call came in, an old friend, a harrowing problem, and a fight to the death, literally. Then, I found myself on a breakneck journey to a place I’d hoped I’d never have to see again. And that was before the real fireworks began. Next up on the rollercoaster ride to hell; secret meetings, an occult hideout, and an army of the most sinister evil imaginable.

A Devastating Plan. The Undead Rising. Worlds Ending. I’d barely had time to recover from Elsbeth Wyght’s vicious game when the call from Detective Haskins came. This time a bank robbery with a difference... and of course nothing as it seemed. With this turn of events I found myself thrust onto a shadowy trail that would lead me back to the asylum of my deepest nightmares and a desperate hunt for the truth amid a growing, cataclysmic danger.

Astra Ordott is in exile. Evicted from Is-Land for a crime she cannot regret, she has found work in an ancient fortress in Non-Land: headquarters of the Council of New Continents, the global body charged with providing humanitarian aid to the inhabitants of this toxic refugee camp. Recovering from a disorienting course of memory pacification treatment, Astra struggles to focus on her overriding goals - to find her Code father and avenge the death of her Shelter mother, Hokma.

She never saw this coming.... Brynn Atwood is a low-level Magus whose unpredictable precognitive powers have made her an outcast among her people - and an embarrassment to her highly regarded father. After a frightening vision in which her father is murdered by a loup garou man, Brynn decides to prove herself by finding the killer and stopping them at any cost. Her target is Rook McQueen, the son of a small-town loup garou alpha.

Jaxson Rooks thought it was just going to be another quite night at home with the wife. It is never that easy in the life of a Terran contractor, when they learn that their two daughters have been kidnapped along with his father-in-law. Now it is a race against time as they have to track down the Red Dragon company, who Jaxson has deep ties to, and find where they are holding their family. It's not like anyone would expect a Terran Scientist would bring guns, lots of guns. Not to mention his secret weapon.