Bøger af Debra Dunbar

Samantha Martin is an imp, enjoying an extended vacation from Hel. All she wants to do is drink beer by the pool, play mischievous pranks on the humans, and get her hot neighbor in the sack. It's a relaxing break from her infernal home, as long as she manages to avoid the angels, who won't hesitate to execute her on sight.But when her naughty hellhound lands her in trouble with the local werewolf pack, Sam is blackmailed into helping track and catch a killer. The steps she must take to appease the werewolves will put her right in the crosshairs of the angels. And with angels, there is no second chance.

Nyalla is dog-sitting for Satan. It's a sweet gig for a girl who, up until recently, had been a slave to the elves in Hel. The house is amazing, she's got the key to the Corvette, and although Boomer is a Hellhound, he's also a lovable, slobbery companion.When a newly interred corpse vanishes, followed by a series of grisly murders, Nyalla can't help but wonder if Boomer's odd diet has taken a deadly turn. Could the dog be to blame or is there a more sinister creature on the loose? Nyalla must stop who is behind it all before more die - and before the county puts Boomer on death row.

Leveling up bites. As if I don't have enough crap to do being the leader of Hel, I've been tricked into helping a pregnant woman who is fleeing an abusive relationship and carrying a very unusual baby. Of course, my hasty vow of assistance opens up a whole can of worms absolutely in keeping with my new Angel of Chaos status. Add to that, the angels have finally opened their damned eyes and realized that the werewolves are descended from Nephilim. The only thing standing between them and annihilation is me-an angel from hell, and her scrappy group of unlikely allies.

Demon brothers are a PITA Especially when they make deals with other devils. I've got one simple task to do. Retrieve an artifact from the vampires, turn it over to some butt-wipe of a demon, and I'll save my brother Dar from centuries of enslavement and torture. Easy peasy, even for an imp from Hel, right? What could go wrong? Everything, that's what.

What do a dead cosplayer and a ritual murder have in common? Plenty. Solaria Ainsworth isn't a paladin, she's not even an ordained Templar Knight, but she can't resist poking her nose into police business when magicians are found murdered in Baltimore. When the murders spread to include those of the magical group Haul Du, she rethinks her participation in the investigation. Why should she bother to assist a group that kicked her out the moment they discovered she was a Templar, the group that forbade any of their members to have contact with her? Is the killer an angel or a demon, or both? No matter her old grudge, Aria can't ignore the bloodbath right under her nose, and she definitely can't ignore the practice of death magic that has stolen innocent lives and souls.

Solaria Ainsworth was born a Templar, destined to take up the mantle of responsibility and duty as her family's Order had done for hundreds of years.Except she refuses to take her Oath of Knighthood.Barely making ends meet in Baltimore, Aria finds it difficult to obtain gainful employment with no work experience and skills in jousting and swordsmanship. Just before she's served an eviction notice, the Mistress of the local vampire family offers her a job-to research a magical symbol. It's an easy task for a woman who has spent every moment of her life either in armor or with her nose in ancient manuscripts. The money's good, and the seven day deadlines should be no problem.But when her research reveals a sordid connection between the vampires and a mass murder, Aria needs to decide who is in the right and worthy of her protection. Modern Templars believe only God should judge, but Aria must do exactly that or watch the Baltimore streets run red with blood.

Once more the fate of mankind rests on Satan's shoulders.A stupid misunderstanding has broken a ten-thousand-year old contract between the fae and the angels, and humans are now paying the price. Fairies are crossing through portals and freely kidnapping men, women, and children without fear of reprisal. The humans have no idea what's happening to these random people, and the angel's answer is to close the fae portals every couple of days and establish a committee to study the problem.And nobody has time for that.It's up to me to get the Seelie queen to back down, to bring peace to a war-torn realm, and to rescue a bunch of teenage fairy girls-all while planning my wedding. Because the solution to every problem is chaos, and that's what imps do best.

A gemstone might destroy the world before I get the chance to do it myself. Interdimensional rifts are opening, spilling supernatural creatures into the world of the humans. Locating and closing the gateways takes two-an angel and a demon. It's the opportunity I've been waiting for, the common goal that might allow demons and angels to put aside nearly three million years of hate. But there's a stolen gem I need to find to pay off a debt-a gem with a dark power that could shatter any hope of peace between heaven and hell. I'll have to decide where to focus my energies and choose who to trust, or a war will descend on us that rivals the one that originally split the angelic host.

An epidemic is overloading Baltimore hospitals, and this time the vampires are finding themselves susceptible. Those infected are unable to control their hunger, crazed and insatiable no matter how much blood they consume. The timing couldn't be worse, with a rival Balaj in town for a feast - a rival that would be happy to take advantage of the situation and wrestle control of the Baltimore territory from Dario and his family.As the Baltimore's Templar, Aria must find out who - or what - is responsible and stop them, before the entire city is at death's door, all while prepping for the Halloween ritual to rid herself of a demon's mark on both her skin and her soul.

For about five seconds, no one wanted me dead. Then someone started killing angels, and I'm the prime suspect. Me. An imp. I'm lucky if I can kill a gnat, but somehow I end up accused of flying first-class all over the world and murdering these angels. I need to find the real killer before the Ruling Council slaps a guilty verdict on me and locks me up in a heavenly jail for all of eternity. Good thing I've got a super-hot archangel on my side-one who loves me, even if he does think I'm destined to bring about the apocalypse.

Winter weather can spell death for the homeless, but the bodies found on Baltimore's streets aren't homeless and they didn't die from the cold.Are rogue vampires making a move into the city, emboldened by the fractured Balaj, or has Dario's family taken to feeding indiscriminatingly? Dario swears it's not the latter, but when it comes to light that one of the dead is a well-known Templar Knight, the Order's eyes turn to the city with a vigilance not seen since the Crusades.Aria will need to use both her sword and her magic to catch a killer before the Order blames the vampires and decides to kill them all and let God sort them out.

War kinda sucks. The Fallen angels have awakened and are gathering their forces in preparation to launch an infernal attack on heaven. Well, the jokes on them, because there is no one left in heaven. Seems I've accidently banished all the angels, and the place is emptier than a booze bottle at closing time. Sadly that hysterical bit of impish chaos needs to remain a secret, because if the angels discovered I was behind the banishment before I manage to get them back home, they'll hunt me down and kill me, and all the archangels on the Ruling Council might not be enough to save me.

I might have to spend the rest of my life as pond scum. Which is almost as bad as being dead, and not quite as bad as being banished to Hel possibly forever. But while I'm in Hel, I might as well cause some chaos-starting with getting the elves to free the changeling humans they've enslaved. And what better way to do that than starting a war? But those pointy-eared jerks are the least of my problems. An ancient demon is holding me to the terms and conditions of a breeding contract I signed-and my serving one thousand years under his claw is truly the most terrifying thing in all of Hel.

Skinned bodies are turning up in broom closets and garages, but when these bodies are identified, the 'victims' are found to be very much alive. Was there a mistake at the morgue? Is the murderer a serial killer with a gruesome fixation on taxidermy? Human killers aren't the responsibility of the Templars, even non-knight ones, but when a vampire is found dead and skinned north of the city, Aria suspects the killers aren't human. She'll need all of her friends - both alive and dead - to help catch these killers before they strike again.

This sword of destiny sucks. Life used to be all about drinking beer, sunning by the pool, and getting it on with my hottie neighbor. But no more. Now my daily to-do list includes stupid things like: Sleeping through these boring committee meetings with the angelic host.Getting rid of my succubus house guest and her interesting "toys".Not getting killed by the hitmen that butt-wipe of a demon keeps sending after me.Finding a monster baby for the elves, in hopes that they'll help me with my demon hitmen problem. And get rid of this damned sword that somehow thinks I'm destined to rule.

Where's the support group for demon parents? Samael, the OG Satan who no one has seen in over two million years is supposedly roaming the world and killing angels, just like all those Elvis sightings. If Elvis was a murdering Fallen angel, that is. As the new-and-improved Satan, it's my responsibility to track him down and bring him to justice. I can't even manage to keep my adopted infant angel from repeatedly killing his corporeal form, but somehow I'm supposed to get control of Hel and face down the Fallen archangel whose shoes I'm struggling to fill. It's going to be the shortest fight ever, but if I don't win, it won't just be my funeral. Samael has changed, and if he wins, the world under his iron fist will fall into chaos-the bad kind of chaos.

To protect her incubus boyfriend, Irix, from the angels, Amber has agreed to journey to Hel and assist the humans there with their failing agricultural program. It's a project the botany major and half-elf/half-succubus would normally love, but the elves are stickers for genetic purity and consider her an abomination. Once in Hel, Amber must avoid the elves who would killer her, steer clear of demons who would love to add her to their collections, and somehow manage to create a Garden of Eden out of an arid desert. Human lives depend on her skills, and Irix's continued freedom depends on her honoring her contract with Satan.

For once no one wants to kill Samantha Martin. She's free to do all the things a mischievous imp loves to do- like remove all the county speed limit signs, and wrap City Hall in crime scene tape. Her only worry beyond organizing the delivery of her boyfriend's birthday present, is writing those pesky four nine five reports for the Ruling Council of Angels. But imps can never stay out of trouble for long. Demon corpses have been found drained of all energy, their spirit selves ripped clean from their bodies. Sam's angel, Gregory, considers her a prime suspect, so when an angel is discovered dead in the same manner, he drags her to Seattle and Juneau to try to clear her name. The race is on to find the murderer before Sam's secret is exposed and she's blamed for the deaths. But is a devouring spirit really the killer, or is there more to the deaths than either Sam or Gregory suspect?

I never wanted to save the world, let alone these damned werewolves.Life was pretty sweet until my hellhound bit one of them. Then I accidently killed him-the werewolf, not my hellhound. Now I need to help the local alpha track down and destroy a rogue angel or I'll lose everything important to me, like my Corvette, and my awesome house with a pool. Might wind up dead. Might wind up back in Hel. Might just pull something impish and manage to wiggle my way out of the whole mess.WARNING: This completed series has laugh-out loud antics, an OCD werewolf, and a sexy angel. Get ready to binge read this bestselling antihero urban fantasy series!

In New Hell, only the monsters survive.Eden Alvaro is a licensed Vulture, picking through the aftermath of violence in demon-plagued LA, and fencing her finds to help support her family. But when a crooked cop reports her for a salvage she didn't take, all hell breaks loose.Stripped of her license, Eden finds herself with a price on her head. When the mercenaries hunting her raid her home, brutalize her family and abduct one of her sisters, Eden turns to the enigmatic Bishop-a man with a reputation for violence who, for the right price, can find just about anything or anyone.With time running out to find her sister before she's sold into slavery, Eden is determined to get her back-even if she has to slaughter her way through a gang affiliated with the traffickers and face down one of the powerful demons in control of the city.She'll need every bit of her burgeoning magical powers to bring her sister back alive-and she'll need to put herself in debt to Bishop. But when it comes to her family, no price is too high for Eden to pay.