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Nothing like picking up and moving across country on a whim. Cait Monroe would love to find a nice small ski town and live happily ever after, but she's promised to help her mom get back on her feet. So when Mom decides to pack up Cait's half sister, and go on an eight month road trip out of nowhere, Cait tags along. For her sister's sake. It's only then, when they settle into the new city and new way of life, that her past comes back to haunt her.

Weißt du nicht, wer ich bin? Ich bin der Teufel, süßes Mädchen. Und mit dem Teufel sollte man keine Spielchen spielen ... Nayeli ist anders als die meisten Menschen. Ihre beste Freundin Willow bezeichnet sie liebevoll als ihren "kleinen Nerd". Fokussiert auf ihr Kriminologiestudium und nicht interessiert an Beziehungen, trifft sie auf Josh, der sich Hals über Kopf in sie verliebt. Trotz anfänglichen Startschwierigkeiten lässt sie sich wegen seiner liebevollen Hartnäckigkeit auf ihn ein, bis ihre Vergangenheit sie einholt.

Unlock the hidden secrets within A Glimpse in My Closet, a tantalizing and provocative tale by Delilah & Rafa Mayol. Everyone has a secret stashed away in their past, and this gripping audiobook explores the two-month whirlwind of hidden desires and forbidden passions that unravel the lives of a young couple. Narrated by the talented Lauren Henry, this steamy saga dives deep into the complexities of love, jealousy, and the thrills of sexual exploration.

I was no one—until the auction. Four wealthy men. Four dates. And then I would just go back to my boring life with my cat and never see them again, right? Now that they’ve had a taste, they won’t let me disappear into my old life. They want me to be theirs. Benjamin, Alexander, MacKenna, and Colin—who also happens to be my brother’s best friend.

Marlon Vitale, es el primogénito de la ‘Ndrangueta calabresa y se vende a diario en un club en el que trabaja enmascarado. Kiara renunció a todo en la vida para escapar de su país y no volver, aunque a veces, por mucho que corras, el pasado siempre es más rápido que tú. El SKS abre sus puertas a su pecado más soberbio. Prepárate para que el ritmo de la pasión suene a pecado.

Byron Crowne is a charming liar and a gorgeous monster. I detest him. I can't resist him. He’s awakened desires I didn’t know I had. When he touches me, I need to fight him…and I need him to win.

THIRTY DAYS. That’s all Adam Steinbeck demands of his wife. Thirty days in a remote cottage, doing everything he demands, then he’ll sign her divorce papers, give her his half of their company, and walk away. He has 30 days to rediscover the man he once was. The Dominant Master he hid when he fell in love with the woman who would leave him five years later. Diana wants the company they built badly enough to go to the cottage with him. She’ll give him her body, but her heart will never yield. She thinks this is his pathetic attempt to repair their marriage. She’s wrong.

PRESLEY JAMES isn't one for being impulsive. But now she's found herself smack dab in the middle of Randall, Texas. Population 5,549. And to make matters worse, she can't seem to get away from a cowboy whose love of giving her nicknames is testing her patience. A cowboy who is flirty, annoying, and too young for her.

There are a few unbreakable rules in the game. Stay collected. Compartmentalize. Think your next move through. Never let your heart dictate your tactics. The heart is impulsive. The heart makes bad decisions. The heart doesn’t see the long game. The heart may have decided to get Adam back, but when the endgame comes, the heart’s going to be the one to break.

This book, To Forgive but Not to Forget, is a stand-alone book, but it is also a sequel to the previous book, Let Love Be My Judge. After jilting her fiancé with only a few weeks to go to their wedding, she elopes and marries a different man. Sometime in the future, after she had lost her husband, a chance meeting with her jilted fiancé results in a rekindling of their previous relationship.

In a world of orcs and men, Lady Scall is a widow besieged—by her debts, her demons, and her dangerous lord neighbor. But time is running out, and she's about to lose everything. Until the night an orc shows up in her chambers.

I promised you a bed of rose petals. He grabbed my hand under the table, tightening his grip as if he were falling from a precipice and our connection was the only thing saving him from certain death. They were beautiful. You smell like apples. Roses were wrong. There was nothing soft about his tone, but his quiet words were for me alone. I want everything to be right for you. Caden, look at me. I caught his gaze and held it. He was confident. Arrogant. Sure he had a place in the world. And under that was the man who needed me to be that place.

She really knows how to push a man. She finds the cracks and she goes right for them. She'll travel across the world just to break me apart, piece by piece, until every last secret is exposed and every weakness revealed. I swear to God, I love her so much I'll let her do it. I'll let her do anything. But when she hurts herself to protect me? That's a line in the sand.

What kind of man would die to save his wife? The only thing that ever stood between me and madness was Greyson. And now, she's in trouble. She's falling into the hole that almost ended me. The only thing standing between her and the fate I escaped is me. But I have no expertise in this; no knowledge but what she taught me. I'm flying blind here…and every moment that passes brings me closer to losing her. She says I'm crossing the line, but she can draw a million lines around her, and I'll cross every single one to get to her, even if it destroys me.

Everything is going to be perfect. Greyson comes home from deployment to live the life she and her husband Caden dreamed of. He has a surgical residency, and she has a psychiatric practice in the basement of their Manhattan brownstone. Caden loves his wife more than he can measure. But he starts hearing whispers. Someone else loves her. Someone else wants her. There's someone else, and though whoever's behind the whispers will move mountains to have her, Caden will move heaven and earth to keep her.

Flesh and Blood paints a stark portrait of a southern family torn apart during the Civil War and reunited by the bonds of blood and sacrifice as Jack and his sister Abigail in an salacious tale of forbidden love, loyalty and survival struggle to save their farm and keep a buried treasure out of the hands of the crumbling Confederacy.

Charlie Chambers is a young and cute submissive boy ("cute like a corgi who would carry your slippers to you in bed every morning") living in Bangkok, fantasizing, and trying to make a name for himself as a writer and vlogger. But he's naive to the ways of the world. So naive that he must be trained by the bar girls of the White Rabbit, a go-go bar in Sukhumvit, and he must be punished for his sins.Amara is an Amazonian vixen.

For six years I have watched this man who has the kindest soul, and it is addicting. The fact that I get to work side-by-side with him should feel like a blessing, but it’s torturous to not be able to tell him how I feel. I am scarily comfortable with him, despite everything that happened to me when I was eighteen. Men like him deserve better than a broken and shattered soul to weigh them down, yet here he is by my side.

Es wird spicy. Sehr spicy ... Bist du bereit? Ich habe dieses Anwesen als Jungfrau betreten und ich werde es in zwei Wochen auch als Jungfrau wieder verlassen. Madelyn Cooper denkt sich nicht viel dabei, als sie eines Abends mit ihren Freundinnen Wahrheit oder Pflicht spielt. Als sie dann jedoch vor dem Haus des gutaussehenden Bürgermeisterkandidaten Tye Delvey steht, um ihre Aufgabe zu erfüllen, hat sie noch keine Ahnung, was sich hinter seinen verschlossenen Türen verbirgt. "Du bist so ein tapferes Mädchen, kleine Jungfrau und ich kann dir nicht mehr widerstehen.

Gesamtausgabe der drei dunklen Liebesromane von Bestseller-Autorin J. S. Wonda. Erotisch, explizit und ein Hauch von Dark Romance! AMELY. Ich half dem Fremden, weil ich glaubte, dass er meine Hilfe verdiente, und ignorierte dabei die blutroten Flecken auf seinem weißen Hemd. Jetzt steht er hier, in meinem Haus, und sieht aus wie jemand, dem keine Frau vertrauen sollte. Sein Haar ist dunkel, sein Blick stürmt.