Resultados para "The Prince" en Fantástico

Whisper doesn’t remember his real name. All he knows is the elite assassin guild that raised him—and controls him with the threat of blood magic. Plagued by nightmares, he doesn’t get to refuse assignments, even when his new job doesn’t make sense: infiltrate Prince Julien’s court, protect him until the signal arrives, then kill him.

Vana Dire can't show weakness if he wants to survive the Draskoran court. The only man he can be vulnerable with is Daromir—Vana's magic-bound bodyguard. The binding lets them share each other's pain, and Vana depends on Daromir's comfort as much as his services as a guard. Vana could never risk their friendship—even if he craves far more than Daromir's loyalty. Daromir Azri sees a side of Vana nobody else sees. Behind closed doors, the cold, elegant prince is kindhearted and vulnerable. He needs Daromir. If Daromir's devotion sometimes feels like something else? Daromir must be mistaken.

Katria swore she'd never fall in love. She's seen what "love" means through the cruelty of her family. So when she's married off to the mysterious Lord Fenwood for a handsome price, all Katria wants is a better life than the one she's leaving. Feelings are off the table. But her new husband makes not falling in love difficult. As their attraction begins to grow, so too do the oddities within her new life: strange rules, screams in the night, and attacks by fae that Katria never thought were real.

Prince Kazia Dire isn't nice. Being nice lets people close. Letting people close risks revealing Kazia's greatest secret—the power that condemns him to a lifetime of abuse. Until opportunity appears in the form of a captive enemy mage.

Princess Isabelle Louise was raised for one thing: to secure a marriage alliance for the good of her people. All her hopes for a kind husband are dashed when the dark and dangerous Prince of the Fae comes seeking a human princess for his bride. Suddenly married and thrust into a world of vicious magic and lethal bargains, Isabelle discovers too late the secret her bridegroom concealed from her: that she is the key to his plan to usurp the throne. And now she is the object of the High King's wrath.

Sheltered, sickly Prince Bellamy dreams of adventure—but not like this. Captured in enemy territory, his royal identity will get him killed. When his dangerously attractive fellow prisoner asks who he is, Bellamy claims to be a minstrel. Except he can’t carry a tune to save his life. He panicked, okay?

All I've ever wanted is to live in a fantasy world, and, yes, I am willing to sell my soul to a moth faerie prince to make that happen. Which is perfect because after I've accidentally, maybe, kinda, sorta hit one with my car, that's exactly what he asks for. My soul. And a kiss. But we won't talk about that. Because he told me not to. And I'm very good at keeping secrets. (Especially the one about how he flew into my headlights. I didn't immediately blurt that to his chihuahua shifter and vampire cat friends at all.)

Clara's memories of the last few years are lost in a haze. The more she tries to remember, the harder it is. And perhaps that's just as well. Perhaps, it's better for her to focus on the present... and the future: a beautiful future with Danny Gale as her husband and her place in good society restored, comfortable and content.

There is a curse on his blood, an ailment that, if revealed, could destroy his kingdom. The only one who can help him is me, a human with average healing abilities. It's what the Envoy told him, and her word is law. I'm his only hope. He sends his blue-blooded friends to kidnap me so I can join their quest to Mount Ruin, the only place where I can heal him. The path is terrifying, and the prince is lying, hiding things from me. To make matters worse, he isn't always nice. A Fae prince isn't supposed to lust for a human, especially when she's his prisoner.

Princess Candra must remain locked inside a tower for seven long years in order to protect her people from their goddess's wrath. Seven years without a friend—or a lover—by her side. And locked inside the tower with her? A fearsome winged Fellian warrior, Nemeth. He's terrifying, cruel, and disturbingly magnetic . . . and the only other living being in the tower. Candra is torn between wanting to kill him for his supplies or having her way with him. After all, seven years is a long time to be alone.

Adeline Colton was cursed. Everyone in Georgia knew the devil walked her farm, and maybe they were right, because each month she had dreams—visions of a dark prince and a shadowed forest, a creature so wrong, temptation lurked beneath her skin. So after escaping to New York City, it’s no surprise that her bad fortune follows. Only this time, it’s in the form of Jack Warren: millionaire bootlegger, infamous gangster, and criminal who makes Addie his fervent obsession.

As a human, the fae see me as no better than something they scrape off their shoes. I'm good enough to wipe their butts and clean their sheets, but that's about it. So when I lose my job as a maid, I get the fun choice of either becoming a whore or starving to death—until a fae prince presents me with a plan involving a magical spell that will make the world believe I'm his mate. I don't trust the prince one bit, but left with no other choice, I agree. Only, the spell goes wrong and instead of matching with just him, I'm matched with all four of the fae princes.

Après des siècles de paix, les quatre Éléments-Clans de l'île Symbiose se livrent une guerre sans merci. Sylvan, le jeune roi Falune, guerrier cruel et impitoyable capable de contrôler la magie de Feu, asservit les trois autres royaumes de Symbiose en semant la mort et la terreur sur son passage. Je suis la reine Alena du Clan Gelane affilié à la magie de l'Eau. J'ai été capturée par mon pire ennemi lors du siège de ma cité. Je connais déjà le sort funeste qui m'attend ce soir.

Compelled by fate's cruel hand, Azran crosses the Váyan Sea toward distant Zetrea, leaving General Calen in charge and Elanor trapped in a deathless trance. As he grapples with Elanor's absence and faces old enemies, the fate of Lóna hangs in the balance. When Elanor awakens from her encounter with Death, Azran hasn't been heard from in weeks. Defying reason and authority, Elanor sets out on her own path to solve Azran's mysterious disappearance, even if it means entangling herself in political games.

My mates have all the wooing power of a badger with diarrhea, so it's no surprise when I'm not exactly eager to bend over and become their bride. Not that their ridiculously bad moves are entirely to blame. I'm quaking in my cheap boots at just the thought of having four husbands. One is bad enough, am I right? Except when I decide to run for it to get a little space, I'm kidnapped and taken on the adventure of a lifetime. Now, I'm not even sure if the men I rejected over and over are coming to get me, or if I'm doomed.

Harlow is smart and fierce, and I should have known that she would cross me. Now I'm a prisoner under the castle—and once her father returns I'm as good as dead. I've heard tales of the king's ferocity, and I know he'll burn me alive with just his stare. But before he can kill me, I make a proposal. If he lets me live, I'll pledge the vampires to fight in this war. The Teeth are dangerous, whatever plans they have are even more dangerous. King Rolfe needs me alive—whether he likes it or not. He spares my life—but I'm still a prisoner.

Be obedient. Be grateful. As the neglected illegitimate son of a powerful family, Corin is expected to follow his magic-gifted brother to the palace as a servant. He’s unwilling but resigns and allows himself one night of distraction in a stranger’s arms. Corin never knew pleasure and pain could be so exhilarating, so comforting. Corin only regrets he’ll never again see the anonymous man who ruined him for anyone else. Until the next morning when Corin meets his brother’s new arranged fiancé.

As princess of Krashna, Maeva has always gotten her way. But when she is sent to marry the third prince of Jora, Haruk, she has little choice in the matter. Due to an impending war against another kingdom, it is her duty to marry him and solidify the alliance between Jora and Krashna. However, the third prince proves to be unenthusiastic, lazy, seemingly unemotional, and extremely unmotivated. Still, Maeva hopes that by getting close to him and gaining his love, her country would benefit politically. Yet she can't shake the that there is more behind his expressionless, dark eyes....

Drue Emmerson, noblewoman-turned-ranger, wants one thing: vengeance. With her family slain by the vicious shadow wraiths, she’s determined to defend her fallen kingdom. And that means carving out the hearts of every dark creature she can find. Talemir Starling, celebrated warrior of the realms, has a dangerous secret: he's a half-wraith, kin to the creatures wreaking devastation on the world. He’ll do anything to keep his true nature under control…especially around the woman who’s vowed to destroy him.

Wyn knows falling for Hetta Valstar is a bad idea. She's not only human but the new magically bonded ruler of Stariel Estate. If their relationship gets out, it'll cause a scandal that could ruin their attempts to sort out the estate's crumbling finances. Of course, it doesn't help that Stariel has decided it doesn't like him. But much more than just jealous, sentient estates and Hetta's good name are at stake. Wyn’s past is coming back to bite him. Ten years ago, he broke an oath and shattered the power of his home court, and the fae have been hunting him ever since.