Some things never go away, like vile enemies, bad ale, and annoying kin. But I thought I was finished with the one dragon I'd have done anything for: Éibhear the Blue, a big, gorgeous, blue-haired beast who thinks the world belongs to him. The world and, apparently, me. So if Éibhear wants to play the caring hero and travel into the most forsaken of Gods forsaken lands to protect the one woman who doesn't need it--namely me--I'll let him. Because while I'm trying to fulfill a ridiculous quest for a pushy god, I'm going to draw this overconfident warlord much too close, rekindle his fires, and enjoy every minute of his delicious defeat. . . Praise for The Dragon Who Loved Me "A chest thumping, mead-hall rocking, enemy slaying brawl of a good book." --All Things Urban Fantasy "Aiken aces another one." –RT Book Reviews, 4 Stars "A hot, hot series." --Library Journal
Only for those I love would I traipse into the merciless Northlands to risk life, limb, and my exquisite beauty. But do they appreciate it? Do they say, "Gwenvael the Handsome, you are the best among us--the most loved of all dragons?" No! For centuries my family has refused to acknowledge my magnificence as well as my innate humility. Yet for them, and because I am so chivalrous, I will brave the worst this land has to offer. So here I stand, waiting to broker an alliance with the one the Northlanders call The Beast. A being so fearful, the greatest warriors will only whisper its name. Yet I, Gwenvael, will courageously face down this terrifying. . .woman? It turns out the Beast, a.k.a. Dagmar Reinholdt, is a woman--one with steel-gray eyes and a shocking disregard for my good looks. Beneath her plain robes and prim spectacles lies a sensual creature waiting to be unleashed. Who better than a dragon to thaw out that icy demeanor? And who better than a beast to finally tame a mighty dragon's heart? "Sexy and outrageous humor." --Romantic Times I know what they see when they look at me. The charming, soft-spoken dragoness bred from the most powerful of royal bloodlines. A disguise stronger than any battle shield that allows me to keep all suitors at tail's length. A technique that's worked until him. Until Ragnar the Cunning, handsome barbarian warlord and warrior mage from the desolate Northlands. Unlike those who've come before him, he does not simply submit to my astounding charm and devastating smile. Instead, he dismisses me as vapid, useless and, to my great annoyance, rather stupid! Yet I'll allow no male to dismiss me. Soon he'll learn my worth, my many skills, and the strength of my will. For this one challenges me enough to make me want to ruthlessly taunt him, tease him and, finally, when the trap is set, bring him to his knees. I was raised for battle. And as the first daughter of a warrior family, I've earned my reputation the hard way. Yet now I fight alongside uncivilized male Northland dragons who think a female is only good for breeding and waiting back home in the cave. But it's the foolish and foolhardy who would try to stop me, Rhona the Fearless, from doing what I do best—destroying the enemies of my kind. So the smartest thing wily barbarian Vigholf the Abhorrent can do for me is stay out of my way as we risk all on a deadly mission in enemy territory. I don't care if he's fascinated by me, even though he is as attractive as he is resourceful. He's having far too much fun putting me in difficult situations and testing my sense of duty to the limit. And I'm going to enjoy challenging his insufferable confidence, outwitting his schemes, and making him surrender in the wildest ways. . . "Sexy and outrageous humor." --Romantic Times Some things never go away, like vile enemies, bad ale, and annoying kin. But I thought I was finished with the one dragon I'd have done anything for: Éibhear the Blue, a big, gorgeous, blue-haired beast who thinks the world belongs to him. The world and, apparently, me. So if Éibhear wants to play the caring hero and travel into the most forsaken of Gods forsaken lands to protect the one woman who doesn't need it--namely me--I'll let him. Because while I'm trying to fulfill a ridiculous quest for a pushy god, I'm going to draw this overconfident warlord much too close, rekindle his fires, and enjoy every minute of his delicious defeat. . . Praise for The Dragon Who Loved Me "A chest thumping, mead-hall rocking, enemy slaying brawl of a good book." --All Things Urban Fantasy "Aiken aces another one." –RT Book Reviews, 4 Stars "A hot, hot series." --Library Journal
Author: G. A. Aiken
Publisher: Piper ebooks
Release Date: 2016-02-03
Ghleanna die Dezimiererin löst Konflikte lieber mit Gewalt als mit unnötigem Geschwätz. Dass ausgerechnet sie dazu auserwählt wird, den hochwohlgeborenen Bram in diplomatischer Mission durch feindliches Territorium zu geleiten, geht ihr daher gehörig gegen den Strich. Besonders, da Bram so ein furchtbar netter und friedliebender Kerl ist - und sich obendrein große Mühe gibt, Ghleanna nach nach allen Künsten zu verführen ... Fragt sich nur, ob Ghleanna Brams Charme erliegt, bevor sie ihm den Kopf abreißt ...
Author: G. A. Aiken
Publisher: Piper Verlag
Release Date: 2012-12-10
Rhona die Furchtlose ist fürs Kämpfen geboren. Und als erste Tochter einer Familie von Kriegern hat sie für ihr Ansehen hart gearbeitet. Jetzt ist ihr Platz bei ihrer Truppe, dummerweise besteht diese jedoch aus ungebildeten Nordland-Drachen, die glauben, eine Frau sei nur dazu da, Kinder zu bekommen und die Höhle zu hüten. Aber Rhona heißt nicht umsonst die Furchtlose, sie wäscht ihren Jungs gehörig den Feuer speienden Kopf. Und da wäre auch noch dieser Barbar Vigholf der Abscheuliche. Der sollte besser einen großen Bogen um die feurige Drachin machen. Denn es könnte sein, dass sie dem attraktiven Vigholf sonst ordentlich einheizt – und das Spiel nach ihren eigenen Regeln spielt ...
It's not always easy being a female warrior with a nickname like Annwyl the Bloody. Men tend to either cower in fear--a lot--or else salute. It's true that Annwyl has a knack for decapitating legions of her ruthless brother's soldiers without pausing for breath. But just once it would be nice to be able to really talk to a man, the way she can talk to Fearghus the Destroyer. Too bad that Fearghus is a dragon, of the large, scaly, and deadly type. With him, Annwyl feels safe--a far cry from the feelings aroused by the hard-bodied, arrogant knight Fearghus has arranged to help train her for battle. With her days spent fighting a man who fills her with fierce, heady desire, and her nights spent in the company of a magical creature who could smite a village just by exhaling, Annwyl is sure life couldn't get any stranger. She's wrong. . . And just wait until you meet the rest of the family. . .
Try a little dragon tenderness. I am Ghleanna the Decimator. I am a warrior. A soldier. I know no fear. No pain. No mercy. I do, however, know acute embarrassment! How could I not after getting dumped by a bastard dragon in front of my own troops? So I tuck tail and return to my cave, drowning my sorrows in ale—as is my family’s way. But instead of leaving me to my misery, I’ve been summoned to the Dragon Queen’s court. As if my life wasn’t pathetic enough, Her Majesty now has me escorting the highborn Bram the Merciful through dangerous territories—not exactly the best use of my military training. And just so he can negotiate with enemy dragons instead of battling them? Honestly, what has my world come to? Then again…Bram is quite easy on the eyes. And the perfect distraction for what ails me. Perhaps I’m looking at all this the wrong way. Maybe there is a place for a little “mercy” in my life… Previously published in Supernatural.
"A hot, hot series." --Library Journal "Sizzling." --RT Book Reviews Braith of the Darkness likes going through life unnoticed. Not an easy task for a She-dragon of royal descent. But the evil plots of her father are turning her quiet, boring life upside down, and she has now become the enemy of the most vicious queen her kind has ever known. But for once, Braith won't have to fight alone. Not when the warrior dragon of her dreams is willing to risk everything to save her neck. Addolgar the Cheerful wishes he could say he's helping the pretty royal strictly for honorable reasons--but he'd be lying. It's not his fault, though! He didn't tell Braith of the Darkness to have the most delicious tail he's ever seen! Yet before Addolgar can get his very strong claws on that tail, heads are going to roll. Just hopefully not theirs. . . "A chest thumping, mead-hall rocking, enemy slaying brawl of a good book." --All Things Urban Fantasy on The Dragon Who Loved Me 53,813 Words
War makes strange bedfellows. I, Gaius Domitus, one-eyed rebel dragon king of the Provinces, know that better than most, since I have to fight off half my ungrateful family on a regular basis to keep law and order here in my lands. But I never expected to have to consort with a barbarian human woman. Kachka is beautiful, if you like them fierce—and of course I do. But she keeps complaining about how spoiled and decadent I am, and how a feared Daughter of the Steppes has no time for foolish dragons. I think she likes my eye patch, though. It is quite dashing. With death always at our tails, we take our passion like we take our allies. As they say, love the barbarian you’re with…
HE SAYS . . . I, Aidan the Divine, am, well divine. My name was given to me by the Dragon Queen herself! I’m a delight! Cheerful. Charming. And a mighty warrior who is extremely handsome with a very large and well-hidden hoard of gold. I am also royal born, despite the fact that most in my family are horrendous beings that don’t deserve to live. And yet, Branwen the Awful—a low-born, no less—either tells me to shut up or, worse, ignores me completely. SHE SAYS . . . I’ll admit, I ignore Aidan the Divine because it annoys him. A lot. But, we have so much to do right now, I can’t worry about why he keeps staring at me, or why he always sits so close, or why he keeps looking at me like he’s thinking about kissing me. We have our nations to save and no time for such bloody foolishness . . . no matter how good Aidan looks or how long his spiked tail is. Because if we’re going to win this war before it destroys everything we love, we’ll have to face our enemies together, side by side and without distractions. But if we make it out alive, who knows what the future will hold . . . “A hot-hot series.” —Library Journal “This potent story mix is wacky and fun-filled, with plenty of humor and blood-thirsty action.” —RT Book Reviews on Feel the Burn “A chest thumping, mead-hall rocking, enemy slaying brawl of a good book.” —All Things Urban Fantasy on The Dragon Who Loved Me
"Laugh-out-loud funny--I loved it!" --New York Times bestselling author Thea Harrison The trouble with humans is that they're far too sensitive. Forget you put a woman in the local jail for a few months--and she takes it so personally! And yet she is the one trying to assassinate the queen. And now I'm trapped with Elina Shestakova of the Black Bear Riders of the Midnight. . .gods! That endless name! But what am I to do? I am Celyn the Charming with direct orders from my queen to protect this unforgiving female. Even more shocking, this unforgiving female is completely unimpressed by me. How is that even possible? But I know what I want and, for the moment, I want her. And I'm sure that she, like all females, will learn to adore me. How could she not when I am just so damn charming? Praise for The Dragon Who Loved Me "A chest thumping, mead-hall rocking, enemy slaying brawl of a good book." --All Things Urban Fantasy "Aiken aces another one." --RT Book Reviews, 4 Stars
Author: Stephen King
Publisher: Heyne Verlag
Release Date: 2011-02-18
"Das Beste, was Stephen King je geschrieben hat." The New York Times Schriftsteller Paul hat seine Serienheldin Misery sterben lassen. Nach einem Autounfall hält die Krankenschwester Annie – Pauls "größter Fan" – den verletzten Autor gefangen und zwingt ihn weiterzuschreiben. Oscar für Kathy Bates in der Verfilmung "Misery". "Man fühlt sich von Zeile zu Zeile immer mehr hineingezogen, wird süchtig von der Droge Spannung." Die Welt
They’re who you call when you want pleasure that lasts . . . CAN’T GET ENOUGH Shelly Laurenston Renowned for his fighting prowess, Ailean the Wicked has a new conquest in mind—the gorgeous dragoness Shalin the Innocent. While he’s saving her from her enemies, he plans to prove that even in human form a bad-boy dragon can show a girl a good time that’s truly off the scale . . . SPELLBOUND Cynthia Eden No witch in her right mind would summon an immortal soul-hunter to her aid, but Serena Tyme needs Luis D’Amil’s help to destroy the warlock who’s stalking her coven. And she’s willing to pay any price the tall, dark, sexy-as-hell assassin demands . . . TURN ME ON Noelle Mack Finally, Beth Danforth has found a man who can flip her switch. That’s because super-sexy Justin Watts, CEO of SpectraSign, is literally made of light. His dazzling, custom-built body never wears out. The sex is electrifying. And the best thing? The love will never fade . . .
Die junge Amerikanerin Aisling Grey reist im Auftrag ihres Onkels als Kurier nach Europa: Sie soll eine wertvolle Antiquität an eine reiche Sammlerin in Paris liefern. Doch zu ihrem Entsetzen findet sie die Frau tot in ihrer Wohnung vor. Die Umstände weisen auf Mord hin, und zwar auf einen nicht ganz alltäglichen - rund um die Leiche finden sich geheimnisvolle Symbole. Da taucht unvermutet ein gut aussehender Mann am Tatort auf, der sich als Interpol-Inspektor Drake Vireo vorstellt. Aisling ist fasziniert von seiner Ausstrahlung, doch sie muss schon bald erfahren, dass der Schein trügt. Denn Drake gehört zu einem uralten Geschlecht von Drachen, die menschliche Gestalt annehmen können ... Auftakt einer neuen Fantasy-Romance-Serie von Erfolgsautorin Katie MacAlister. "Katie McAlisters Romane sind irre witzig und super sexy." Booklist.
Betsy Taylor hat eine fürchterliche Woche hinter sich -- erst verliert sie ihren Job, dann kommt sie bei einem Autounfall ums Leben - und stellt schließlich fest, dass sie gar nicht wirklich tot ist! Außerdem wird sie ständig von einem unheimlichen Heißhunger auf Blut geplagt. Ihre neuen Freunde halten sie für die lange prophezeite Königin der Vampire. Betsy ist da anderer Meinung, doch die Vampire ködern sie mit einer Geheimwaffe, der sie nicht widerstehen kann: Designerschuhe. Mindestens ebenso verlockend ist der Vampir Sinclair ...