Ergebnis für "Ada" in Erotik

I am an object of desire. My powers of seduction are my survival, my weapon, and my curse. I'm no stranger to obsession, but for the first time, I crave it. I love it when he watches me, follows me, hunts me. In the mortal lands, I was safe from him. Navigating a city of ruthless vampires to save my sister from the human slave trade was already treacherous. But with the ruling vampire lord's unrelenting focus on me, I fear his shadows might never let me go.

She turned her back on her people and shifted her allegiance to the very Empire she was sent to betray. Now head spymaster, Lyre's loyalty lies with Sabine, the Empress she has loved since childhood. But when Sabine visits the secretive Cloud Vault, the floating citadel home that Lyre betrayed, Lyre's elaborate web of lies starts to untangle. Her very presence threatens Sabine's future, and Lyre will do whatever it takes to protect her lover . . . even if that means sacrificing herself.

La cumbre de la carrera de Nabokov: una de las más bellas, complejas e imaginativas visiones de la pasión amorosa que haya dado la literatura moderna. Publicada por Nabokov al cumplir setenta años, "Ada o el ardor" supone la felicísima cúspide de su larga y brillante carrera literaria.

Gabriel has made an art of dangling what I'm most desperate for in front of me, what he knows I can't refuse, no matter the cost. In this case, that cost continues to be me. He is still a scoundrel, but I'm starting to see something more. And while our bargain is proving advantageous in ways I never anticipated, the risks that come with being associated with a man like him are becoming painfully clear. But how much longer before this arrangement with Gabriel costs me everything I am?

It's life as usual in Abbs Valley, with Alessa still reigning over the Italian Mafia with her husbands by her side. With Christmas just around the corner, they have a surprise in store for Alessa. The question is, what do you get for the woman who has everything?

Harper Hayes is an introverted, curvy, curly-haired, coffee-loving bookstore owner. And now, she's officially all alone. She has no family, friends, or life outside her parents' bookstore. She's made it her mission to live the rest of her life alone, not willing to take the risk of loving and losing. Again. That is, until the three giant men, cloaked in danger, came to steal her in the night.

The words had chilled Cole when he'd heard the young Abigail utter them, her teeth chattering as she recovered from exposure to below-freezing temperatures. With her mangled bicycle in the back of his truck, Cole had taken on more than he had ever dreamed when he'd stopped to help the lost and lonely 19-year-old. Her teddy bear peeking out from her backpack paired with the thickly padded diaper she wore beneath her short skirt told him everything he needed to know to make his heart long to make her his.

Hi, I’m Sarah and my life is a mess. I lost my online job and my rent just doubled... Luckily, just when I was at my lowest point, a strange messenger came to my apartment. He had an envelope that contained my Grandmother’s last will and testament. Only…I had forgotten all about her. How was that possible? I was about to find out. When a mysterious door appeared in my living room, I walked through it…and found myself in the world of Hidden Hollow—a snug New England town where it’s inexplicably always Autumn.

After finally allowing herself to love again, Harper wakes up miles away from the men who have kept her safe—and in the hands of those determined to destroy her from the inside out. Unsure of whether or not she can rely on Ronan, Mac, and Finn to save her, Harper must find the strength to free herself. But if she does, how is she meant to face what comes next?

When the aliens who kidnapped me dropped my bubble into the ocean of an alien moon, I really thought I was a goner. I thanked my lucky stars when Kitaico, a bizarrely hot tentacled alien rescued me from what would have surely been a watery grave. There's one big problem though, I accidentally took his mating sting. So, through no fault of his own, we both have to deal with my forced heats thanks to his venom. Can I fight my chemical induced attraction enough to work out if I want to spend forever with Kitaico?

The territory master wants me for his bride, but his closest servant is my fated mate. Dare a woman ask for both a husband and her bonded companion? When I was born, my father made a deal. Now, to protect my remaining family, I must make good his bargain. A rare specimen in a deadly and dissolving world, I am to belong to Malin Farrow: the master of Gudrune, and among the most feared leaders since the beginning of the Rift Events and all the monsters they bring with them.

When caught in a compromising position with her husband's brother, the beautiful, strong, and willful Hanna learns that her husband's family has an unusual tradition. Given an ultimatum, she must choose between allowing her marriage to end or agreeing to a life that includes domestic discipline - starting immediately. It is a decision that has her bottom thoroughly heated with a belt while bent naked over her husband's knee, and the object of her desires watches her receive the first punishment of her life.

Now, I've just woken up in the hospital and realized that one of the men I love put me here. Rush is a member of the Trilogy, and there's nothing I can do to bring him back. Meanwhile, Dante has risen from the dead to take over the city and he has my father on his side.

Opal is trying her best in the Midwest after the sudden death of her parents. Everything comes to a crashing halt as she's abducted by aliens and forced to work as a human dancer for extraterrestrial enjoyment. A chance encounter with an alien prince while stuck in a traffic jam might just change the trajectory of Opal's new life in space.

Masturbation is proven to release serotonin, dopamine and oxytocin (all the good things) in our brains. It also helps us to learn what gives us pleasure - which can enhance our external sex lives - and with the right encouragement it can improve the way we feel about our bodies. And yet, despite all these benefits, most women report feeling uncomfortable confessing to it. This book is on a mission to blow that taboo away.

Ella, insatisfecha y frustrada, conocía de memoria las largas noches junto a un marido sexualmente abúlico, a mil años luz de la fértil imaginación de su joven compañera. Y... sucedió lo inevitable. Sólo que el azar introduciría una pieza insólita en el viejo eterno tablero de juego.

I don't mess with vanilla girls. Especially not ones as innocent as Talia. But when a snowstorm traps us at Club Protocol, I break my own rules. It's supposed to be simple revenge against my college rival. But her eager innocence stirs my dominant nature, and I can't resist inviting her into my world of kink and ecstasy. The way she blossoms under my command stirs up feelings I'm not used to, and revenge is a distant memory.

Jaxon Bortsov is a beautiful devil—cruel and cold, relentless and vicious. Next in line to claim the throne of the Vysotsky Bratva, he commands with an iron fist and a heart of ice. We began with a cursed contract. One my sister was supposed to sign. But when she fell pregnant and ran, I was left to honor the deal in her place. I tried to escape, to sever the bonds of fate, only to be captured by enemies. Jaxon stole me back like a thief in the night, and now he refuses to let me go.

I’m used to demons and voodoo. What I was not prepared for was my life turning into a fairytale, complete with the Wicked Step Mother. My awful step mother is the Voodoo Queen of New Orleans. She’s always hated me for being a Succubus. It just got a hundred times worse after my father died mysteriously. I inherited the family company, but I can’t remove her as VP because she’s made the entire board into her zombies.

I’m not sure what I was thinking that day. It was a normal Thursday, nothing new or exciting had occurred in the morning. I’d risen from bed, taken a shower and brushed my teeth. I’d then jumped on the 8:05 bus that ran a short distance between my house and the county library where I worked. The ride took its usual 15 minutes before it left me standing fresh-faced in front of a building of gothic construction that was my favorite place in the world. After straightening my knee-length skirt, I pushed open the door that led into the interior of the library.