Resultados para "Dark" en LGBTQ+

In his Locus review of Two Worlds and in Between - the first volume of The Best of Caitlín R. Kiernan - Gary K. Wolfe wrote, “...it makes you wish the second volume were here now.” Well, the long wait is over. This second volume completes this ambitious undertaking, collecting the finest of Kiernan’s stories from 2004 to 2012, selected by the author herself. The book includes 25 short stories and one poem, plus the short novel Black Helicopters - more than 200,000 words of fiction, including the World Fantasy Award-winning “The Prayer of 90 Cats”.

Thirteen years ago, I ran away from a cult, Sacro Nuntio, and became Lenix Taylor. Everyone knows me as a free spirit. No one knows about the horrible sins rotting in my past. Or how I killed the leader of Sacro Nuntio—my father—in cold blood. But the past never stays where it should for long. Now, after all this time, my brother has found me, and is threatening to drag me back to punish me for my crime. Escaping from that life was the hardest thing I've ever done. Staying free proves more difficult than expected when it involves the only person powerful enough to protect me—Connor Maxwell.

The past holds no power when the future is you. It took twenty-four years, but Lucy Lincoln finally escaped the twisted religious cult she was born into—Sacro Nuntio. A year later, Lucy still feels shackled to her past–and smothered by her protective sister, Lenix. In an attempt to finally taste real freedom, she decides to take a road trip across the United States. She hopes that embracing new experiences can lead her to discover who she truly is without the weight of others' expectations.

Cole Matheson didn't think the road to being a successful painter would be paved in gold, but he hoped there'd be fewer potholes. Insidious self-doubt that whispers that he's no good, talentless, and hopeless has him on the brink of despair. Maybe it would be better to just give up. A midnight visitation by a beautiful creature of darkness changes everything... Ambrosius Edward Meade-Finch surrendered to darkness centuries ago after knowing only pain and suffering during his short life. Now, Ambri makes humans dance on his strings, feeding on their desire for his own pleasure.

An elven assassin. A dragon prince. Three days they had together. Three days was not enough. There's a traitor among the elves. A traitor who will stop at nothing to see Eroan pay for the crime of loving a dragon, and Eroan Ilanea will pay with blood. Lysander has never been free to choose his fate. That is about to change. Finally, he learns what it means to be emerald, but knowledge is power, and power whispers its seductive curse into the ear of a broken prince.    

At twenty-four, Cody has already lost hope of having a life of his own. All his time is spent playing nurse to a dying, spiteful stepfather and maid to his bully half-brother. His only escapes are playing his favorite online fantasy game, Black Oasis, and talking to the strange, unearthly presence under his bed that may or may not actually exist. Everything changes when his nightly visitor, who introduces himself as Nor, starts talking back. As their connection deepens, Nor invites Cody into the surreal world existing just beyond his nightmares.

Non sai se sia perché lui è semplicemente lì, a portata di mano e pronto per essere usato, o perché è ciò che farebbero le persone normali. O se magari esista un altro motivo. Un istinto naturale, memoria genetica. Quello che sai è che senti inconsciamente di poterti fidare di lui. Lo capisci dalla sua voce che non è per niente troppo dolce come ritenevi all'inizio; lo deduci dalle sue attenzioni che sono tutto il contrario di irritanti; te ne convinci dai suoi occhi che riescono a far impallidire persino il ricordo di quelli di Vincent.

DARK ROMANCE L'un est en prison, condamné à l'injection létale tandis que l'autre s'accroche à la vie. » Lorsque certains s'aiment pour le meilleur, je suis davantage attiré par le pire. Joshua a tout juste quinze ans lorsque je pose un revolver sur sa tempe en lui laissant un choix : appuyer sur la détente ou m'aimer. J'ignorais que cette décision allait me conduire dans le couloir de la mort, à divaguer entre la violence et la folie.