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Normally, the school creates the hunters…not the monsters.

Abby Sorrensten likes to play rough. Ripping the horns off the foreheads of demons, manipulating lightning and setting things on fire with the flick of your wrist can give you a serious rush. So she probably wasn’t the best choice for the Order’s experimental training program. Thirteen years of isolation, lack of affection and a bruised and broken body from horrendous training sessions creates more than just an exceptional fighter. It creates an evil within - an evil responsible for several deaths the night she left.

Two hundred years later Abby resurfaces as the very thing the Order trained her to kill: a vampire. A mythical demon has set his sights on the school and only the ordained hunter has the powers to face it. Unbeknownst to the Order, Abby’s their precious ordained one and their only chance for survival. As much as she would love to leave them hanging, she’s not willing to risk the life of Emily, a fellow friend and hunter also fed up with the organization.

But for Abby, locking herself away in a fortress with angry descendents of those she killed causes suspicions and tensions to run high. Abby must learn the demon’s weaknesses for battle before the Order learns hers.

Traduction approximative:

Normalement, l'école crée des chasseurs ... pas les monstres.

Abby Sorrensten aime jouer rugueux. Extraire les cornes hors des fronts de démons, manipuler la foudre et mettre les choses sur le feu avec le film de votre poignet peut vous donner une course grave. Alors, elle n'était probablement pas le meilleur choix pour le programme de l'Ordre de formation expérimentale. Treize ans d'isolement, le manque d'affection et d'un corps meurtri et brisé de sessions de formation horribles crée plus qu'un simple combattant exceptionnel. Il crée un mal intérieur - un responsable du mal de la mort de plusieurs de la nuit qu'elle a quitté.

Deux cents ans plus tard, Abby refait surface en tant que quelque chose de très l'Ordre lui entraîné à tuer: un vampire. Un démon mythique a jeté son dévolu sur l'école et seulement le chasseur ordonné a les pouvoirs pour y faire face. À l'insu de l'Ordre, Abby est un précieux ordonné leur et leur seule chance de survie. Autant qu'elle aimerait laisser pendre, elle n'est pas prête à risquer la vie d'Emily, un ami compatriote et chasseur aussi marre de l'organisation.

Mais pour Abby, elle-même enfermer dans une forteresse avec des descendants en colère de ceux qu'elle a tué provoque suspicions et des tensions afin de fonctionner à haute. Abby doit apprendre les faiblesses du démon pour la bataille avant que l'ordonnance apprend le sien.

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Change is not always a good thing.

Change can make you stronger. Change can make you weaker. But most of all, change can draw unwanted attention.

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Le changement n'est pas toujours une bonne chose.

Le changement peut vous rendre plus fort. Le changement peut faire plus faibles. Mais surtout, le changement peut attirer l'attention non désirée.

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Finally! A private conversation. And all I had to do was throw myself off a cliff, drown in a pond in my undies and let him put his hands on my breasts to bring me back to life. Yay me! (yeah, that’s sarcasm)

Yep, that pretty much sums up the most craptastic night of Jenna Baker’s life. She drowns after jumping off a cliff, meets a hotty named Chance in the pea...more

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Enfin! Une conversation privée. Et tout ce que j'avais à faire était de me jeter d'une falaise, se noyer dans un étang dans mes sous-vêtements et de le laisser poser ses mains sur mes seins pour me ramener à la vie. Yay moi! (ouais, c'est le sarcasme)

Yep, que résume assez bien la nuit la plus craptastic de la vie Jenna Baker. Elle se noie après avoir sauté d'une falaise, se réunit une chance hotty nommé dans le petit pois ... plus

Jenna’s first two years of community college are almost over and it’s time to decide where to finish her degree. Should she attend Yale to be with Robert, or off to Rutgers, where she really wants to go? As Sophie and Jhett’s engagement is announced, she begins to question if she'll live happily ever after too. Right on cue with her doubts, a familiar boy pops up in her dreams again. But Evan's entrance is as abrupt as his exit, and Jenna’s left worrying about his safety. Concern and curiosity get the best of her and checking up on him puts her within arm’s reach of a man that still adores her, and one unexpected act of indiscretion will turn her world upside down and inside out.

New Adult Paranormal Romance (think old-school paranormal. Twilight Zone-ish, not sparkly supernatural creatures.)

Recommended for ages 17 and up for language and sexual situations.

4. The number of times my delicate wings have been broken and clamped behind my back.

68. The number inked upon my skin, marking me the sixty-eighth pixie to be stolen.

87. The number of days I’ve been wrongfully imprisoned.

88. The first day the faeries will regret stealing me.

Healthy. Cheery. Vivacious. All traits Rosalie has before becoming enslaved by the faeries to make an endless supply of pixie dust. Now that Rosalie has been traumatized by slave labor, extreme desolate conditions and multiple deaths, this hardened pixie is anything but. When this rebellious teenager attempts an escape, she’s isolated in cramped quarters until she learns her place. Just as she begins to let go of all that hope, she finds an unlikely friend in Jack, the faerie assigned to guard her. Interspecies dating is forbidden in the fae world, so their growing attraction is unacceptable. And even if Jack can find a way to free her, they know the prison is the only place they can truly be together.

Members of the CIA’s specialized team Sparrow, who investigate specifically into black market deals involving stolen medical research, were mostly wiped out in a single night. Drew and Samantha, team five-nine, have been more than just partners since their academy training days. Safeguarding their secret tryst from everyone in their professional lives, they trust no one but themselves. But when Samantha finds herself left for dead and Drew missing, she won’t believe the truth until the CIA throws it in her face – proof that Drew is not only alive and has defected from their organization, but is facilitating the deaths of prominent research developers worldwide. Now the only member of Sparrow Drew hasn’t killed off, Samantha finds herself under serious investigation by association – and a prisoner within her own home.

Just when she’s on the verge of being labeled a traitor to the United States, Drew activates a beacon only she can see, taunting her from across the world. She knows he’s watching. She knows he’ll be gone forever if she discloses his location to anyone else. With nothing left to lose and everything to gain, she does the very thing he baits her to do – she deactivates her CIA tracker and goes rogue to track him down and clear her good name. But when she finally catches up to her partner of four years, he hasn’t a clue who he is or what he’s done, and bullets rain down on them both.

Frantic yet determined, Samantha is forced to protect Drew’s life as they backtrack his steps and learn why Sparrow is suddenly on someone's hit list. The truth may be just around the corner, but the unknown variables haunt her every move as she finds herself falling for this possible killer all over again. But is he really amnesiac and a victim himself in a much greater scheme, or is Drew pulling the ultimate ruse to finish off the last surviving member of Sparrow?

What lies beneath may destroy them all...

A dark secret has been trapped within the catacombs beneath the headquarters of the pure vampire organization for centuries, waiting for the day to wreak vengeance. That day has finally come...

We’d both gone missing at one point, but Claire had one thing I didn’t. Someone to notice. So why was I the one still here and she the one still gone?

Nineteen year old Megan Smith has spent the past year working in a small town diner in the middle of nowhere. Life is quiet, simple, safe. Then comes the news that her look-a-like has gone missing.

Claire.

Still damaged both physically and mentally, Megan's not looking to be noticed. Wherever she goes from here, it's a road she needs to take alone. But when Nickolas Ellis takes the job as the new nightshift cook, it scares her how easily her defenses crumble down, down, down for him. But there are secrets she can't bear to share with just anyone, unspeakable acts that continue to haunt, and when the similarities of Claire’s abduction couples with the fear of an unwanted visitor in town, the urge to run before it all happens again intensifies, threatening the only happiness Megan's ever found.

Megan Whitaker desperately wants to forget what the Malone brothers have done to her over the past two years – the haunting images and sensations still plaguing her thoughts and dreams – but she can’t. Charles may be dead, but Zander isn’t. I’ll find you and bring you back to me. She wants to believe she’s safe with Nick in their secluded new home, but it doesn’t keep her from looking over her shoulder, jumping over unexpected sounds, carrying a concealed weapon or even preparing for the worst. Because she fears the time is near.

Nick Ellis has seen a change in his long, lost love. Battered emotionally and physically, Megan spends her days at self-defense classes and researching things that’ll never allow her to let go of the past. And he feels guilty even wanting her to, because he knows that heathen will return, it’s only a matter of time. And when he does, Nick knows he will do everything possible to save her, even if it means taking another shot to the heart.

But for Megan, there is no escaping the world of sex trafficking, nor the band of men who continually aid one another to keep it thriving. And as her nightmarish world encroaches on reality, Megan soon realizes there are far worse evils to fear than the sadistic man who haunts her dreams.