Fantasy Thriller Supernatural

The Shadowkiller is back. And he is hunting me down like a dog in the streets of New York City using every tool and ally he has - including people I once trusted. I have never been so alone in my life, and yet, if I turn to my friends, that puts a target on their backs too. Which means I have to keep running. So, I do what I know, and I set myself to finding the trail of breadcrumbs that will lead me to the one who is still pulling the strings. Frost. A Chameleon just like me.

Eleven minutes passed before Delaney Maxwell was pulled from the icy waters of a Maine lake by her best friend, Decker Phillips. By then her heart had stopped beating. Her brain had stopped working. She was dead. And yet she somehow defied medical precedent to come back seemingly fine - despite the scans that showed significant brain damage. Everyone wants Delaney to be all right, but she knows she's far from normal. Pulled by strange sensations she can't control or explain, Delaney finds herself drawn to the dying. Is her altered brain now predicting death, or causing it?

SWAT officer Cooper Landry is certain that Everly Danu is the One. The problem is, she has no idea what Cooper really is, and as much as he wants to trust her, he's not sure he can share his deepest secret....

Et si tomber amoureuse était plus compliqué que de combattre les créatures des ténèbres ? Cordélia Carstairs imaginait son avenir tout tracé : s'entraîner dur pour devenir une Chasseuse d'Ombres et protéger le monde. L'arrestation de son père va tout remettre en question. Accompagnée de son frère, la voilà à Londres pour tenter de le tirer d'affaire. Là-bas, elle renoue avec James et Lucie Herondale, ses amis d'enfance. Bientôt, Cordélia se retrouve entraînée de bals en missions secrètes.

Grad school applications are Nikita Baird's biggest problem—until a friend dies in her arms after a sinister accident. Rusalka and Baba Yaga are just fairy tales—until they aren't. Soon Niki can't deny the truth. Something inhuman lurks in the river. Worse, her own roommate just might be the killer.

Alex Lockerby’s father once told him that it’s the simple jobs that take the longest, and finding missing things is about as simple a job as Alex can get. When wealthy socialites hire him to track down their wayward daughter, finding her is easy, but that’s just the beginning of his problems.

Layla Shaw is trying to pick up the pieces of her shattered life - no easy task for a 17-year-old who's pretty sure things can't get worse. Her impossibly gorgeous best friend, Zayne, is forever off-limits thanks to the mysterious powers of her soul-stealing kiss. The Warden clan that has always protected her is suddenly keeping dangerous secrets. And she can barely think about Roth, the wickedly hot demon prince who understood her in ways no one else could.

"Super !" s'écrie Chloé en découvrant le nouveau pantin que lui offre son père. "Tu t'appelleras Diabolo !" Mais, bientôt, l'enthousiasme de Chloé disparaît. Pourquoi le pantin lui sourit-il de façon si étrange ? Quelle est cette drôle de chose molle et tiède qu'elle trouve dans sa tête ? Et si Diabolo était vivant ? Publié en langue française par Bayard Éditions. Tous droits réservés.

He's gone, and the worst part is, I don't know if he's dead or alive. I dealt with the curse. I picked my side. The hellish nightmare that I woke up to when I discovered I was a Watcher should be over, but it's not. Weeks have passed with no sign of Gage, and I can't seem to move on, but a war is brewing, and wallowing is no longer an option. With the ruler of the Netherworld after me, my new mission not only affects one realm, but all of them. Save my mom. Save the souls. Save the world. No pressure.

The fourth installment of Luke Arnold's Fetch Phillips series, Whisper in the Wind, takes readers to a very different Sunder City. One where government corruption is rampant and tensions are rising. Fetch is done being a hero. Once a detective, all he wants now is to run his cafe in peace...

On a rescue mission in the heart of the Indonesian jungle, Dr. Draden Freeman and his GhostWalker team need to extract the wounded as quickly as possible - or risk spreading a deadly virus unleashed by a terrorist cell. When Draden gets infected, he forces his team to leave him behind. He won’t risk exposing anyone else. He intends to find the ones responsible and go out in a blaze of glory. Shylah Cosmos’ mission is to track the virus and remain unseen. Her enhanced senses tell her that the gorgeous man eradicating the terrorists one by one is a GhostWalker.

I’m Val Thorvald, assassin of magical bad guys and tenuous ally to the dragon lord Zav. He still calls me a mongrel and thinks I’m a criminal, but he healed my wounds after we fought those dark elves together. That’s progress, right? Maybe one day, he’ll deign to use my name. Not that this is my primary concern. I’m busy with a new assignment. Nin, the awesome lady who makes my magical weapons, has a werewolf problem. Specifically, sleazy loser werewolf competitors who want to drive her out of business. Or worse.

He’s powerful, he’s virtually unstoppable, and he just wants to be left alone. In a world filling up with the supernatural, a lone werewolf drifts into a farming community looking for work and promptly kicks a hornet’s nest. Actually, he would prefer it was a hornet. What he kicks is much worse.

Despite the death of a traitor and key conspirator, the plot to use the GhostWalker experiments to undermine the security of the US by foreign interests still exists. The GhostWalkers themselves must race against the clock to neutralize the danger.

The gods are dying. But for one man, death is only the beginning. Murdered as a ritual sacrifice, amateur thief and professional charmer Dustin Graves mysteriously survives, finding himself gifted with strange, dark magic. Then more dead bodies turn up. Some are human, but one is a god of the old world, slain at his own doorstep.

Briseis has a gift: she can grow plants from tiny seeds to rich blooms with a single touch. When Briseis’ aunt dies and wills her a dilapidated estate in rural New York, Bri and her parents decide to leave Brooklyn behind for the summer. Hopefully there, surrounded by plants and flowers, Bri will finally learn to control her gift. But their new home is sinister in ways they could never have imagined - it comes with a specific set of instructions, an old-school apothecary and a walled garden filled with the deadliest botanicals in the world.

Darren is going back to where it all started, back to where he was reborn as a child of the night. But like Darren, the town has changed a lot over the years. Back home, old enemies await. Scores must be settled. Destiny looks certain to destroy him, and the world is doomed to fall to the Ruler of the Night. Travel home with Darren in this, the penultimate book in the saga.

I'm John Taylor. I was born in the Nightside, that square mile in the hidden center of London where it is always the hour of the wolf, where gods and monsters walk side by side, and where every dark question ever asked can be answered—for a price. I left for a while, but I did come back, to make my living doing what I do better than anyone else: finding things—lost or stolen, real or imaginary. Recently, I found the most dangerous thing of all: the true identity of my long-gone mother. Turns out she's a being who's been around since before the dawn of history.

When the Faction returns to Creel Creek, Constance thinks it's to help solve the mystery surrounding her missing mother. But they have other priorities . . . like the spike in attacks coming from the shadow realm. It doesn't help that Constance has her own demons to face—the kind from hell. Can they work together to rid the world of these threats? And will Constance finally find out what happened to her mother?

Saint is torn. What his wolf and heart want is Ada. He believes he isn't good for her, that Noah or even Huxley are a better choice, but he can't stay away. He knows he is just going to break her heart if he keeps doing this to her. When Saint witnesses Huxley kissing Ada, he wants to rip his throat out, but at the same time it would just be easy to walk away. She has all she needs, two good mates...what does she need with a third one? Especially one like him. Damaged. No one wants a mate who has a secret...not one like his. And the more he pushes her away, the better for everyone.