Ergebnis für "A Savage Generation" in Zeitgenössische Liebesromane

An der Blackbury Academy ist kein Platz für Außenseiter, denn die Elite schützt ihre Geheimnisse … Der Auftakt einer fesselnden Dark Romance-Reihe! Seit sie sich erinnern kann, ist es Elizabeths Traum dieselbe Schule zu besuchen wie ihre verstorbenen Eltern. Als sie das begehrte Stipendium an der Blackbury Academy erhält, könnte sie kaum glücklicher sein – bis sie dort ankommt. Nur die Elite des Landes kann es sich leisten ihre Kinder auf die Schule zu schicken und Elizabeth gehört nicht dazu. Das bekommt sie auch deutlich zu spüren.

I caught the attention of a savage beast. My fault–ish after I crashed into Crestwood hockey team's star defenseman on my way to class. In typical Eli Holmes fashion, instead of walking away after he threw my books across the hall, I stood up to Alexei Petrov. Even sat right next to him in class, letting him know exactly what I thought of his brutish behavior. Someone should’ve reminded me not to go around poking monsters. But I’m not one to cower. Until a heated encounter leads to a steamy kiss.

Sie hat kein Recht, hier zu sein ... Prim Turner tritt ein Jahr nach der Tragödie an der Brandford Elite University ihren Platz als Stipendiatin an. Vor Ort schlägt ihr eine Welle des Hasses entgegen, vor allem Ariel van Taxis, der King des Campus, hat es auf sie abgesehen. Er kann ihren Anblick kaum ertragen und verachtet Prim bis aufs Blut, weshalb er sie mit aller Macht vertreiben will, und dafür ist ihm jedes Mittel recht. Da Prim aus ärmlichen Verhältnissen stammt und dringend Geld benötigt, nimmt sie einen lukrativen Job in einem Gentlemen's Club der Elite an.

The third book in the scorchingly hot mafia romance Queens and Monsters series by New York Times bestselling author J.T. Geissinger, where John Wick meets Romeo and Juliet. This program features multicast narration.

I do what I want and who I want. I don't follow anyone's rules-even my own. I knew I shouldn't touch her, but it didn't stop me. Didn't stop me the second time either. Only made me want a third. My lifestyle suits the savage I am, and she doesn't. But Temperance Ransom is my newest addiction, and I'm nowhere near ready to quit her yet. I'll have her my way, even if it means dragging her into the darkness. Hopefully it doesn't kill us both.

I need medicine to escape this reality - the pills, cocaine, and liquor aren't even enough to numb the pain of my past. Years without Jax destroyed me - ruined me forever - and being back in his life will only ruin him the same. I never meant to find him again, and I sure as hell never meant to want him just as much as I did before we were ripped apart. It doesn't matter that I need to stay away from him. Jax refuses to let me go. My biggest fear is destroying the only person I've ever been capable of loving, but he's not giving me any other choice....

Monsters are made, not born. He was both. I just didn't realize it until it was too late. He forgave me for running once. This time, if he finds me, there'll be no escape. He'll make me his wife, even if he has to carry me down the aisle to do it. And that's before he knows what I'm hiding from him. A secret nine months in the making…

Dark raven hair and piercing green eyes, sweet and naive Eleanor Romero would make a beautiful bride. Ten million dollars and a forced signature later and she was mine. Like a thief I came in the dead of night and stole her away from her protected castle and placed her in a gilded cage made of gold. The deal had been made. She would become my wife. She would bear my children. She would bend to my will. But most importantly, she would help me destroy the man she loved most, the man who took everything from me: her father.

She was broken by the men who took her, so now I'm going to make them bleed. I might be her savior, but I'm no valiant knight. There's only one thing I want in return for helping the girl I found in the wilderness. And that's her. Winter may not remember who she is, but she'll soon realize that the only thing she needs to be is mine.

Meeting my neighbor, Obrecht Ivanov, confuses me. The moment he walks through my door, I desperately want him to command me to kneel. I swore I would never return to anything like life with my ex-husband. So why do I feel as if I can’t breathe? Each passing day that I don’t cave into my desires, the tension in my soul exponentially tightens. I convince myself to go take care of it and stop the itch once and for all. Just one time and then I’ll be fine.

He's everything she didn't know she wanted. She's everything he thought he could never have. The last thing I expect when I walk into The Hawkeye Club is to fall head over heels in lust. It’s supposed to be a rescue mission. I have to get my baby sister off the pole, into some clothes, and out of the grasp of the pussy peddler who somehow manipulated her into stripping. But the moment I see Savage Hawke and verbally spar with him, my ability to remain rational flies out the window and my libido takes center stage.

Something I never thought was capable, happened. Now I’m trying to make all these relationships work without letting my past effect my life. So I do what I do best, shove it down deep and distract myself with sex and blood.

Emersyn Sharpe doesn’t belong in our world. In fact, the very last place she should be is with us. But someone is hurting her. We’ve all seen it. We tried to ignore the warning signs. We tried to trust the people around her. We tried to believe in her world. Too late. When she nearly died in front of us, we had to act. We took her. She doesn’t belong in our world, but I’ll be damned if someone lays a finger on her under my watch. I’ll kill them first.

I can't close my eyes...I refuse to. Every time I do, all I see is blood, death, and pain. I can feel it - almost taste it, bringing me back to that night. It doesn't matter that I'm still breathing; I no longer need it, I no longer want it. I despise it along with everything else around me. The only thing I long for is to f--king fade away. I've given up. Until her at least...Avalon. She comes into my world, knocking me on my ass. Once she sees the damage that I'm capable of; she'll look at me like everyone else around me does: with fear.