Nouveautés

Previously only available on Callie Hart's website, these scenes (written from Kingfisher's point of view rather than Saeris') are now brought to life in audio by popular demand.

Poppy never dreamed she would find the love she’s found with Prince Casteel. She wants to revel in her happiness, but first they must free his brother and find hers. It’s a dangerous mission, and one with far-reaching consequences neither dreamed of. Because Poppy is the Chosen, the Blessed. The true ruler of Atlantia. She carries the blood of the King of Gods within her. By right the crown and the kingdom are hers.

A desperate mother. A dubious escort. And a deranged author who won’t leave them alone. Caroline Lindley is determined that her new romance novel will be her best one yet. Fantasy! Formal gowns! Fencing! And, of course, a twentysomething heroine to star in an enemies-to-lovers plot with all of Caroline’s favourite tropes. But Lady Rosamund Hawkhurst is a thirty-six-year-old widow with two children, her sole focus is facilitating a peace treaty between her adopted nation and her homeland, and she flatly refuses to take the correct approach to there being only one bed. What’s an author to do?

Après une trahison inattendue, Sera se retrouve enfermée dans une cage dorée au coeur de Dalos, à la merci du faux roi des dieux. Et rien n'aurait pu la préparer aux horreurs de la cour de Kolis et à la folie de son geôlier. Pour espérer se libérer, elle devra redevenir la Sera d'autrefois : une coquille vide, faite pour tuer. Mais il faudra se montrer prudente car rien n'est plus dangereux qu'un Originel désespéré.

Bargained away to Dawn Court, Kat must play the part of a helpless human bewitched by the Day King. But beneath the veneer of submission, she's playing a far more dangerous game—spying for Dusk Court, and for the one person who holds her heart: Bastian. Separated from the woman he loves, Bastian has no time to rage against fate—or his queen. With his city on the brink of collapse and war brewing, he must uncover the truth before a devastating betrayal shatters everything he's fought to protect.

There are many things that go bump in the night, and I am one of them. Witches are supposed to be good, powerful, and omniscient, but unfortunately for me, I seem to lack all of those qualities. I have been battling the darkness that lives within me since birth, destined to eradicate goodness from our world, but one day, I have no choice but to embrace who and what I am. In order to stop the destruction of the world as we know it, I must put my trust in not only myself, but also my unlikely companions.

All my life, I've been scorned for what I am: an object of desire, a temptress, a demon. Now my dark and mysterious powers of seduction might be my only salvation. I am living in a nightmare. Rune's voice torments me. Cruel hands offer touch and torture that I cannot refuse. My addictive blood spurs obsession and frenzy, but I am not defenseless. The born vampires can't fathom the embodiment of wrath and vengeance they are forging from sin and blood.

A bartender and a king can’t fall in love. They certainly can’t have a relationship. And they most certainly can’t have a happy ever after. Right? That’s what Declan Wilde keeps telling himself about his growing attraction to Sun King Aquilan Fairlynn. Even as he carries Aquilan’s books, promises to take him to all the sweet shops he adores, and stares deeply into his crystalline blue eyes… Regardless of what Declan tells himself, it appears his heart has other ideas. Can Lord Rhalyf Neres be any more annoying than he already is?

If I were mortal, the epitaph on my tombstone would read: ‘Here lies Isla Ríhbiadh, cherished daughter of Fallon and Lorcan, crown princess of Luce, and blunderer like no other.’ Luckily, I’m an immortal shifter sorceress, so my countless slipups haven’t resulted in my untimely demise. Yet. When my latest blunder lands me in the steam chamber of a very naked and very irritable Faerie king, I worry the pointy-eared Glacin will dispose of my body under six feet of solid ice. Instead, he suggests we get married.

Eccentric heiress Maida Westabrook treasures her peaceful, "ordinary" life in California—morning strolls along the beach, warm evenings by the fire, and losing herself in her beloved library of myths and legends. Yet Maida can’t shake the nagging feeling that there’s more to her story than she’s been led to believe. Strange and inexplicable occurrences have always surrounded her, dismissed as nothing more than her overactive imagination.

Kayla was never supposed to survive. One year ago, she walked away from a plane crash that killed her entire family. Now, she’s spent every day trapped in the weight of her grief, ignored by former friends, haunted by flickering memories of fire, screams, and something impossible—a dragon pulling her from the wreckage.

With the queen dead, we thought our troubles were over—turns out, they've only just begun. Dragon eggs have been stolen. War looms on the horizon. And my prince—my lover—has asked me to be fitted for new dresses. As the kingdom teeters on the edge of chaos, my prince struggles to hold it together. He's forcing Flynn into the role of Duke of Skane, pushing Brom away despite their love, and as for me? I was never meant to be queen-in-waiting, yet now it seems I may have no choice.

Since the sudden, suspicious, and unlamented death of his father, only one man stands between Lucian and the grudging acceptance of his subjects: Benedict, a powerful dusk mage, a military hero, the favorite of the ducal council… and Lucian's stepbrother. Not that Benedict wants a shackle disguised as a crown. He'd rather start a new, anonymous life a thousand miles away and leave that beautiful, icy, sneering little cretin Lucian to whatever grim fate awaits him.

A bloodwitch scorned. A beast betrayed. After recovering from a dark turn of events, Wren and Sin are more committed than ever—both to their kingdom, and to each other. But before vows can be sworn to either, they must face the harsh reality of what is waiting for them on the opposite side of the isle, and on the continent across the sea. When a meeting with the foreign king goes awry, Wren grows suspicious that a dark magic may have their every move being watched. Desperate to protect her loved ones, Wren must reluctantly scheme behind the backs of her allies—including her betrothed’s.

Wie ein „Haustier“ des Glaubens fühlt sich Loreanna bei den Priestern in der Tempelanlage. Doch an ihrem 18. Geburtstag erhält sie nicht nur eine außergewöhnliche Gabe, sondern wird auch noch von einem gefallenen Engel entführt. Dieser bringt sie dazu, alles in Frage zu stellen, was sie zu wissen glaubte, und bietet ihr einen Pakt an, der nicht nur ihr eigenes Leben für immer verändern wird…

Anca was born to hunt, but not all monsters are beasts. The Hunting Households are failing. Her people are starving. And the callous Queen Astasia reigns in luxury. Anca’s only chance to usurp the cycle of tyranny arrives with an unthinkable task: hunt a rampaging beast alongside Eugen, a feared former hunter. She discovers that Eugen despises the queen and the hunters, like Anca, who exiled him. Yet as the hunt falters, their mutual hate turns to desire. But Eugen has more secrets than Anca can imagine.

No, seriously. Talon wants to know what he did to deserve this. What would make a sentient rock decide that he of all people should be the one to save the world from zombies? That’s right. Zombies. Because apparently a higher power decided that teaching magic to teenagers wasn’t enough of a challenge.

Prince Alaric breaks the laws of the gods and his kingdom to bring his brother back from death, but the price is higher than he could have imagined. Exiled, slowly corrupted, and with a brother more shadow than man, he seeks the only man able to fully revive his brother...another exile, his father's former mage, Eamon.

Getting a full-ride to an elite paranormal college is no easy task. And keeping my grades high is a requirement if I want to maintain that scholarship. That means I don’t have time for parties, boys, or drama. It also means I always get a room to myself so I can focus on my magical studies. So when I move in senior year to find a werewolf stinking up my room, things get a little tense. Not only is there no way to get rid of him, but he’s an idiot to boot.

Nina Popoca needs help. So, so much of it. The only place she can find that help is on a sprawling ranch in Colorado. A place hiding more than a community filled with magical creatures trying to live their lives in safety and in peace. A village that might hold the answers to questions she’s had her entire life.