Showing results for "The Omen" in Paranormal

Keenan is the mistake Khloe knows she shouldn't make. As an incubus, he's got an inside track into everything that makes her tick, and even though she's immune to his supernatural (and frankly unfair) sex appeal, that doesn't stop her body - and her demon - craving him. If it were any other male she'd have worked it out of her system ages ago and moved on, but this time she's scared that if she ever gives in, she won't escape unscathed.

Seit der Ermordung ihrer Familie vor sechzehn Jahren lebt die junge Wicca Valea Patel fernab ihrer Heimat Ardeal bei den Menschen. Nichts wünscht sie sich sehnlicher, als zurückzukehren und herauszufinden, was in der Nacht, in der ihr Leben brutal in Stücke gerissen wurde, vorgefallen ist. Doch erst als wieder eine Wicca ermordet wird, lässt ihr Großvater sie holen, denn Valea besitzt die seltene Gabe, Erinnerungen zu sehen - selbst die der Toten.

What do you do when the Angel of Death asks you to steal from one of the most powerful covens in the world?You leave the celestial realm, give up your wings, and sneak into the coven's lair while they're all partying it up in New Orleans. Or, at least that was Maddox Calder's plan. Until a curse leaves him dazed - and in the path of an oncoming car. Hit by a curse after only half a glass of wine, Killian flees, but finds a handsome, broken man in the street, begging for help. Something about Maddox calls to him.

Dead folk are poppin' up like a whack-a-mole. It's my fault. Sort of. Who would have thought that helping a friend bring back a few folks he'd accidentally murdered could mean the end of the world? Here's what happened . . . when I raised a few folk, the veil between life and death was torn. Not a big deal. I mean, death sucks, you know? But the dead aren't coming back right. They're on a murderous rampage. And come to find out, there's an ancient god who wants to see it through . . .

I'm Ria, 23 years old and living the glamorous life of my dreams, with the perfect fiancé, nice car, gorgeous house, and a job I love. Excuse the minor detail of the job I love being taking my clothes off. I had everything I wanted, when, suddenly, shit hit the fan, and the fantasy life I had built went up in flames.

I rescued her. In return, she captured my heart. Winter: I’m the North Side’s best potion dealer. Everyone in Chicago knows. What I’m not is a thief, but when a handsome dragon rescues me from a thirsty vampire’s clutches, what I want most is the one thing I can’t have. But I won’t let that stop me because our chemistry is enough to make my head spin and my heart swell. Kyle: I like to think I’m a good guy. Rescuing a beautiful stranger proves my theory and more, but there’s a problem.