検索キーワード： ナレーター "Rylee Kuberra" すべてのカテゴリー

It’s three days until Christmas, and Sage has only one thing keeping her from the cozy comfort of home and family at the holidays. Unfortunately, that one thing is Dr. Alec Ashcroft, the cold and condescending postdoc in the magical portomancy department, who also happens to stand in the way of Sage’s degree. But when portal magic goes awry, Sage finds herself trapped with her arch-nemesis and learns that Alec is far less frigid than she’d believed.

Elara has only one goal in her life: to convince her mother to treat her like the fully grown witch she is and let her attend a Coven meeting. But on her 25th birthday, Elara discovers that her mother had good reasons for keeping her away from the Coven and her grandmother, its unfeeling Crone.

Chaos reigns supreme as my world is turned upside down by Neil’s bombshell revelation: I’m the Timekeeper’s Daughter, born to be a doomsday device for magical snakes. Just as I’m trying to wrap my head around that, Neil disappears, using his minions to launch a series of attacks on me and my allies.

After he rejected their mating bond, Brigid is resigned to working with Tyr as no more than a colleague. But when events conspire to throw them together in order to select an heir to the Court of Shadow, the pair are faced with the difficulty of their ignored bond and the reality that the Pull between them is stronger than ever.

I’ve had a crush on my brother’s best friend my entire life. Once, in high school, I even got a taste of what it would be like to be with him, thanks to some well-placed mistletoe: incredible and humiliating. We always spend Christmas with Max’s family at our cabin, and every year I have to suffer through a blissful week with him in a completely platonic way. His steady stream of girlfriends have made him off limits...until now.

After suffering a great loss, Elara is finally ready to embrace her power and take on the Crone. With new magic emerging and secrets about her parents’ pasts finally coming to light, Elara is tasked with fulfilling a prophecy a thousand years in the making. But when shadows rise to threaten Carnon’s rule over the Darklands, Elara must embrace her place as Queen and enlist allies—new and old—to thwart the evil threatening her borders and unite the realms divided for a millennia.

Cerridwen has been in love with Herne for practically her whole life, but the gruff Daemon Lord of Beasts has never been able to see her as more than a ward to protect. But when her magic emerges on her 25th birthday, Cerridwen knows that what she feels is more than just infatuation. Now, Cerridwen must master control of both her wings and her heart to claim the grumpy Daemon Lord as her own.

Elara has been thoroughly taken in by the Demon King’s trickery, and she is determined not to let him back into her heart after all the lies. But with the promise of his help rescuing her mother, Elara finds herself agreeing to a blood bargain to stay with him, learn to use her mysterious demon magic, and pretend to be his betrothed.

I always thought my biological father was a scumbag criminal, too busy selling illicit drugs to take care of his only daughter. The truth, as it turns out, is 10 times worse—he’s a literal monster, and he’s taken my family hostage. Now, he’s sending me to Southeastern University for the Magically Gifted, which is basically hell, high school, and a country club all rolled into one. He wants me to manifest my hidden powers, or something of that nature. But my powers are really good at hiding.

When I’m accepted into the exclusive summer-at-sea college program run by Southeastern University, everyone tells me it’s the opportunity of a lifetime. So what if part of the agreement forces me to do a work-study? Free tuition, room, and board are more than worth scrubbing a few toilets for.

Returning to Southeastern is nothing short of a nightmare—and at this point, I’m an expert on those. My half-sister and cousin hate me, which is fantastic since we’re living together on campus. Rhys is here, too, but he’s giving me the cold shoulder as of late. Not even the Divinities Sword is sharp enough to cut through the awkwardness at home.

After one semester of college, I’m ready for a break. But as much as I’d like to take some me time and relax, there’s no rest for the wicked. Which is exactly what I am: wicked. Clearly I’m smart, too, because instead of going to the therapy sessions I obviously need, I’ve taken a trip to the past. At least I have some sort of goal now. To kill Astaroth, and maybe my father too, I need the Divinities Sword.