検索キーワード： 著者 "Kim Richardson" すべてのカテゴリー

The hardscrabble folks of Troublesome Creek have to scrap for everything - everything except books, that is. Thanks to Roosevelt's Kentucky Pack Horse Library Project, Troublesome's got its very own traveling librarian, Cussy Mary Carter. Cussy's not only a book woman, however, she's also the last of her kind, her skin a shade of blue unlike most anyone else. Not everyone is keen on Cussy's family or the Library Project, and a Blue is often blamed for any whiff of trouble.

Kara has survived the threat of the Reapers, but at an unspeakable cost—the Archfiends have escaped their eternal prison. Now, with the mortal world on the brink of the apocalypse, with the threat of evil beings as powerful as gods, she must break the rules and travel across the mortal world on an unauthorized mission. Along the way she must face her darkest truth . . . a truth about the change inside her, a truth that she cannot stop.

Magisches Mojo ist der vierte Roman der Die Hexen von Hollow Cove Serie. Wenn du rasante Urban-Fantasy-Abenteuer mit einer taffen Heldin und viel Action, Spannung und Humor magst, wirst du Magisches Mojo lieben.

Je suis fiancée. D'accord, techniquement, je ne suis pas fiancée. Mais je fantasme à ce sujet. Beaucoup. D'accord, tout le temps. Pas besoin de faire semblant. Le problème, c'est que lorsque les couples se fiancent, il y a généralement une sorte de demande en mariage, un échange de promesses et un accord mutuel pour passer le reste de leur vie ensemble. Mais trois semaines se sont écoulées depuis la nuit où j'ai trouvé cette boîte noire avec cette jolie bague, et le chef ne m'a toujours pas demandée en mariage. Et j'ai des problèmes encore plus graves.

Whispers of their latest diabolical scheme have reached my ears, and now it's up to me to stop them. But my hands are tied (literally) by the cursed rusane around my neck, rendering my magic useless against them.

Lucifer a pris ma magie.D'accord, techniquement, c'est Derrick, le connard d'incube, qui l'a prise, mais c’est le sous-fifre de Lucifer et il suivait les ordres. Sans ma magie, je ne peux pas être une sorcière ou une Merlin. Est-ce que ma vie pourrait être encore pire ? Bien sûr que oui. Alors que j'essaie de m'adapter et d'accepter la vie sans une goutte de magie dans mes veines, Marcus disparaît.

Ma tante Beverly va se marier.Je devrais être heureuse pour elle, non ? Ce n’est pas le cas. Parce que je sais que ce Derrick est une mauvaise nouvelle. Peut-être est-ce mon instinct de sorcière qui me guide, mais je suis convaincue qu'il y a quelque chose qui cloche sérieusement avec ce type. Alors comment le prouver à ma tante ? La pression monte parce que je n'ai que quatre jours pour trouver une solution avant le mariage – oui, quatre jours avant que Beverly ne dise « je le veux » à cet ignoble individu.

Kara has lost her elemental power, and with her guardian angel days behind her, all is back to normal...or so she thought. But when she's injected with a mysterious substance by a shadowy man, she begins to change...but into what? As Kara deals with the change that brews inside her, a new menace threatens the angels and the mortal world: Reapers. And now back in Horizon, it's up to Kara and her friends to figure out who is powerful enough to control the Reapers and how to stop them.

I took Dash’s place among The Forsaken without a moment’s hesitation—a reckless, impulsive decision and not exactly my smartest move. But there you have it. Now, I’m bound to this group until the bitter end… or my own demise. Foolish? Perhaps. But I have one more trick up my sleeve. Once again, I find myself in a dangerous game against The Forsaken, fighting to safeguard magical tablets that hold the fate of not only Moonfell but possibly the entire world.

I should be happy for her. Right? But I'm not. Because I know this Derrick character is bad news. Call it my witchy instincts, but I'm convinced something is seriously off with the guy. So how do I prove it to my aunt? The pressure is on as I only have four days to figure it out before the wedding—yes, four days until Beverly says, "I do" to that slimy bastard. As the clues start to come together, I have to wade through a pack of lies to get to the truth and find out who Derrick Baudelaire really is—and what he's hiding.

Je suis la meilleure dans mon métier, et ce que je fais n’est pas joli-joli. Si un démon franchit le Voile pour pénétrer de notre côté ou si un loup-garou devient fou et tue un innocent, c’est moi que l’on envoie. Ce n’est pas toujours une partie de plaisir et on ne peut pas dire que la paye soit mirobolante, mais je fais mon possible pour avoir le ventre plein et un toit au-dessus de ma tête. Quand le Conseil, le groupe d’anges incarnés qui m’a rejetée il y a des années, me propose une mission, je n’ai pas d’autre choix que de l’accepter.

I thought my life was finally going my way. Boy, was I wrong. When a new job lands in my lap from the Dark Witch Court, with a very large paycheck, I take it. It should have been an easy gig. I was wrong again. Nothing is what it seems. When members of the Gray Council wind up dead, a new evil closes in and I find myself on a dangerous path. Just when I thought I could kick back and relax, the madness of the Netherworld and demons pulls me right back in. And I have no choice but to kick some serious butt.

All I wanted to do was sit back and relax with a certain hot wereape. But, instead, I'm busy trying to find the queen of hell. Have I found her? Not yet. And I'm running out of places to look. I know it's only a matter of time before she does something stupid—like obliterate an entire town because they dressed better than her. But I've got worse problems. Things soon spiral down the crapper when two teenagers are found dead in Hollow Cove. A new evil hangs over our town, a significant threat to the Davenport witches and all the witches in Hollow Cove.

Okay, so officially, I’ve resigned from the Dark Witch Court as one of the witches who clean up paranormal problems no one else wants to handle. Specifically, I deal with the demons that escape from the Veil—the invisible layer that protects our world from the Netherworld. But when I’m called in to investigate a series of human deaths at a local New York restaurant while between jobs, I’m in no position to turn down the cash. So, I unofficially take the gig.

I was hoping for a few days off from dealing with murder charges, bad guys, and the everyday paranormal bizarre. All I wanted was a nice break from all the crazy. And did I get it? No. Of course not. Instead, a new coven comes to town. A coven of witch females who call themselves The Sisters of the Circle, a small, elite group for the upper crust of witch society—according to Dolores. But there's something off about this coven, and I just can't put my finger on it. All the while, my aunts and other witches in town worship the ground they walk on like fangirls. Forget my time off.

I survived the incident with the Greater Demon. As a dark witch, I can handle pretty much any supernatural baddie that comes my way, including the occasional Greater Demon. But my struggles are far from over. When a series of unexplained witch murders plague New York City, it’s up to me to uncover the culprits and hunt them down with some good ol’ fashion magic. To make matters worse, the insufferable, drool-worthy Logan keeps popping into my life unannounced, making it extremely hard to focus on the job—and not his tight behind.

But I’m not your average witch. I’m a Dark witch, and I loooove to hunt and kill demons with good old-fashioned magic. All is well until a human girl is murdered and her soul taken by a Greater demon. It gets worse. Human bodies are dropping like flies and I have no choice but to team up with Logan, a sexy as sin angel-born warrior to solve the case. Trouble is, everyone knows angel-borns hate Dark witches. I can’t trust him. But I don’t have a choice. I’m going to solve these murders, even if the angel-born hates me, and even if the heat between us is irresistible.

We killed someone.... Okay, not exactly the news I wanted to hear from my aunts. But here it was. Now, what the hell was I supposed to do with it? Just when I thought I could finally get a well-deserved break from the shitshow I'd been living for the past months, I get hit with this. To make matters worse, an investigator starts snooping around Hollow Cove, asking questions about my aunts. If they're found guilty of this murder, it's a one-way ticket to Grimway Citadel - the witch prison.

Never in my 30 years did I think my new normal would be a gig as a soul collector's assistant - slave really - where I help stockpile souls from the miserable mortals who sell them to him. The demon thinks he can control me, but I plan on doing things differently...my way. But we all know it's never that easy or that simple, especially in my life.

Hollow Cove was never a dangerous city. Weird and eccentric, maybe. But not dangerous. Until now. A new magic threatens our paranormal community and competes for dominance. Something awakens in the night, and it's a real stinker. Not kidding. I'm a Merlin now, and my plan is simple - get in, protect my family and friends, and defeat this new evil. But it's never that simple. One small misstep could lead to disaster.