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Folge 16: Die allerbeste Weihnachtsfeier. . Herr Brauer möchte eine Weihnachtsfeier für ganz Bauheim organisieren und es soll das beste Fest werden, das die Stadt je gesehen hat. Bob und sein Team machen sich sofort an die Arbeit und schmücken die ganze Strandpromenade mit Kunstschnee und zahlreichen Lichterketten. Herr Brauer kann gar nicht genug bekommen und sorgt dafür, dass immer mehr Lichter aufgehängt werden. Als er die Beleuchtung schließlich ausprobiert, gibt es einen Kurzschluss und ganz Bauheim steht ohne Strom da.

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Die 5te Box: Folge 13: Mixis Piraten: . Bob und sein Team renovieren die Freilichtbühne von Hochhausen, damit Herr Brauers Piratenstück am Abend aufgeführt werden kann. Mixi ist begeistert und übernimmt die Regie, während Herr Brauer die vergessene Schatzkiste von zu Hause holt. Darüber verwechselt sie jedoch die Farben der Zementsäcke, sowie die Farben der Theaterkisten, was zu einem wahren Desaster führt. Der falsche Zement trocknet nicht, die Vorstellung ist in Gefahr.

Die 4te Box: Das Naturkundemuseum von Hochhausen wird erweitert und bekommt sogar ein Dinosaurier-Skelett. Hierfür haben Bob und sein Team extra einen neuen Raum gebaut. Sie sind fast fertig, als Bob feststellt, dass er die Türgriffe vergessen hat. Während er sie holt, kommt ein aufgeregter Herr Brauer zusammen mit dem Skelett am Museum an. Doch oje! Es ist zu groß und passt nicht durch die Eingangstür! Heppo schlägt vor, den Dino auseinander zu bauen und drinnen wieder zusammen zu setzen.

Three strikes and you're out? If only. In my world, it's more of a one-and-done situation, even if you get that one strike trying to do something good. I've been on the run for years, never staying anywhere too long, never getting attached to anything or anyone because he will always find me. Bane. He's the best bounty hunter in existence, and I'm the one that got away, well, keeps getting away. If he wasn't so sexy I would hate him for it.

Psychologists often paint a picture of human mating as visceral, instinctual. But that's not the whole story. In courtship and display, sexual competition and rivalry, we are also guided by what Glenn Geher and Scott Barry Kaufman call Mating Intelligence - a range of mental abilities that have evolved to help us find the right partner. Mating Intelligence is at work in our efforts to form, maintain, and end relationships. It guides us in flirtation, foreplay, copulation, finding and choosing a mate, and many other behaviors.

Magic has been outlawed for almost a century, and anyone caught wielding it or bearing its mark is executed. Which is why I know every day could be my last. I'm marked for death. My skin bears the branding of the moon. I just thank the stars that it's not somewhere visible. For one night, I willingly put myself in danger, picking a stranger to lose myself in before I begin my life of servitude to the crown as a member of the King's Guard. But the man I thought was a stranger turns out to be the Blade of the King, Thorn, my new boss.

A battle for the underworld is brewing. Taking the throne might be close to impossible between having a goddess and a secretive human organization bent on the domination of all the realms on her tail. How can Poppy, her hellhounds, and her judges defend it? It doesn't help when one of her judges goes missing while she sleeps. When they fall under attack Poppy must choose between fighting, staying safe, and searching for her missing man.

Poppy is nothing special. She was making ends meet and trying to enjoy life. But a strange necklace caught her eye at the thrift store. Now, three gorgeous men have stumbled into her life, and she's torn between being terrified and excited. That is, until they tell her she is the future queen of the Underworld. Not only that, but she needs to bond with her hellhounds - the three heads of Cerberus - and protect the Underworld from a goddess who wants it for herself.

My brother gave his life to help me escape the pack. Now after being in hiding for the last few years, I'm seeing shifters outside of their normal territory, and they're getting closer to my little patch of wolf-free paradise. If they find out I'm still alive, they'll haul me back and mate me to some random wolf, keeping me as a breeding machine to perpetuate our species. Forced imprinting is supposed to be forbidden, but if I know my pack, that won't stop them from getting what they want.

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A girl on the run should never fall in love with her bounty hunter. A witch should never fall in love, period. But I did, and now I'm paying for my sins in Nightstone. I'm also committing all-new sins with a sexy alpha wolf and one delectable alpha vampire. It's unheard of: two alphas from two different factions, falling in love with one woman. Our relationship has brought new peace when everyone expected a turf war. Except...someone needs that war between my two alpha males.

Some secrets are meant to be broken - the rewards outweighing the consequences. Some, however, bring about a change unlike any ever imagined. The Mating Games challenged me; not only physically, but mentally, and the emotional toll it wreaked was the hardest part. Yet, I was starting to realize that the worst...and best...was yet to come.

Folge 12: Die kleinste Rakete im Weltall . Heute haben Bob und sein Team einen Auftrag im Planetarium von Hochhausen. Sie sollen eine Startrampe für die kleinste Weltraum-Rakete bauen, die es jemals gab. Die Wissenschaftlerin Mei Ling will damit einen Rekord brechen. Bob teilt sein Team für die Arbeit auf. Bei der zeitlichen Abstimmung läuft allerdings etwas schief, die Rakete startet zu früh und fällt in den noch nassen Beton. Dabei geht ihr Fallschirm kaputt.

When my best friend and the only person who knows who - and what - I really am gets selected for the Mating Games, I know the only way to save her is to try and win her for myself. All I need to do is navigate three trials while not letting anyone know I'm a woman, or, and this might be even more important, that I have magic. Easy, right? Easier than slaving away for all hours of the day swinging an ax in the mines. Or so I thought. I certainly didn't count on the one man I've longed for, the one man who stirs feelings of femininity and desire within me, to enter the games as well.

Poppy never thought her life would get this crazy. Sexy hellhound guards and being the future queen of the Underworld? She had been happy being a waitress and a freelance graphic designer in Chicago, hadn't she? What she was doesn't matter, that life is long gone now. Before she can travel to the Underworld, she needs to find three judges that will preside over the souls of the dead. But who are they? Where are they? And how the hell is she supposed to find them? As she battles agents of Hel at every turn and is confronted with mysterious new enemy Poppy is decidedly on edge.

I was taught to fear the truth, a lesson my mother instilled in me from birth, but that was before. Before she disappeared without a trace and left me to navigate a world she taught me was dangerous but never explained why. I thought I could handle it alone, with only my best friend to share my secrets, but that was before them - before the men that plowed into my life and found a place for themselves. They gave me everything - love, respect, but there was one thing I needed that they didn't have: answers.

I spent my life pretending to be just a normal witch, on the run from the Black Guard. But I'm a seer. My ability is to see the future. So why don't I see a way out of this mess? Bane, the bounty hunter, Ambrose, the alpha shifter, and Christian, the king vampire, and I are trapped together in a dying prison. The warden is determined not just to make sure we never escape, but that we never see the light of day again—and he's ready to burn down the prison and kill everyone to make sure we never tell anyone about his corrupt dealings.

No one ever told me what to do if I ended up 40-something, divorced, and jobless. When my ex knocks at my door with his new girlfriend, I somehow manage to turn them into toads. But that's not possible, right? Still, my ex-husband's car is in the driveway, and he's nowhere to be found. Which doesn't look great for me. So I do the only rational thing I can think of...I run for it, straight back to the small town I grew up in. Mystic Hollow is exactly the way I remember it, except now it seems that everything I thought was normal and boring is supernatural.

I never expected to find a second mate. When my first mate didn’t immediately kill him, I was hopeful - only to have those hopes dashed when their packs turned against us. We were deemed unnatural, a threat, something to be destroyed. Now we’re on the run with nowhere to hide. As if that’s not enough, my old alpha’s obsession with me hasn’t ended. News of my unusual relationship must have reached him by now, but I know he won’t give up.