Ergebnis für "Break the Rules" in Zeitgenössische Liebesromane

Brady Banks ist nicht nur ein wahnsinnig guter Football-Spieler, sondern auch noch irre gutaussehend und extrem reich. Kein Wunder, dass sie sich vor ein paar Monaten auf einen One Night Stand mit ihm eingelassen hat.

Getting laid off and dumped on the same day will screw up anyone’s plans, so June’s taking a few months to recover at her parents’ house while she licks her wounds and finds another job. Of course, getting stranded and spending the night at her brother’s best friend’s house—in separate bedrooms, because Levi is nothing if not a gentleman—wasn’t in her plans either.

It’s not easy being a woman working in a male dominated field. Add in the fact that my uncle owns the baseball team I work for, and proving I belong here is a constant battle. Dating a player was never an option. Not if I wanted to keep a shred of dignity and respect. Then Ronan Sinclair sits down next to me in first class with his alluring blue eyes and hard-to-resist dimples. To say nothing of his kindness and charm, or his determination to convince me that a steamy vacation fling is what we both need.

Hockey is the only thing I care about. College? Hell no. And the last thing I need is Kayden, a golden retriever teammate who thinks I'm gonna drop my surly attitude and become his BFF. I know from painful experience to never let my guard down, and the only rule I follow is my own. But unlike everyone else, Kayden doesn't sprint away from me. Instead, he's skating too close. And we're set to collide.

I had my whole life planned out... until I met a hockey player obsessed with breaking all of my rules. My five simple rules for hooking up keep me from being distracted. Now that I'm so close to landing my dream internship, nothing is going to make me break them. Not even a protective hockey player with clear grey eyes, a sharp jaw, and a body that makes my breath catch. Until Jax wins a bet and one kiss has me breaking them all.

I’ve never met someone so determined to piss me off. Soren Brehm thinks he’s my personal hero because he has something I need, but he can’t solve all my problems with a wicked smile and a spacious second bedroom. Not until I get past his football star façade and realize he sees me, really sees me. I don’t need saving—but maybe I need him.

As free-spirited as he is chaotic, Charlie's rules to art and relationships are as follows: 1) get messy and 2) move on to the next piece. He lives for the thrill of the new, on canvas or in bed, and just because he's over 30 doesn't mean he needs to settle down. When a pretty boy wearing a scowl and a skirt upends Charlie's life, he brings one more rule: don't fall in love. But when feelings splatter and paint spills, Charlie has to decide if his rules still apply.

Nerd Girl meets Bad Boy. Sieben Regeln - Sie sollen Penelope helfen, vom Nerd zum It-Girl aufzusteigen. Denn am Tag vor den Ferien haben Pens Mitschüler ihr wieder einmal einen bösen Streich gespielt. Doch jetzt merkt Pens Schwester Sharon, wie fies ihre Schwester gemobbt wird. Sie ist entschlossen, ihr zu helfen, und startet für sie ihr ganz persönliches Summer-Camp. Das schüchterne Mädchen soll lernen, stolz und selbstbewusst zu sein, und der Schlüssel dazu sind die sieben Regeln. Mit Zuversicht und einem ganz neuen Look startet Pen ins letzte Schuljahr.

Denver Layne. A brooding, ex-special forces, six foot something wall of muscle who acts like having fun is a federal offense. He says he’s here to protect me. I say he’s here to ruin my life. The giant brute barely speaks, unless it’s to bark reminders about his sacred duty to keep me safe. And he watches every man who comes near me like he’s plotting their slow and painful demise.

He's the star hockey player, my brother's best friend, and the boy I've been in love with since I was 7. The problem? He wants nothing to do with me. The problem? He wants nothing to do with me. Then why does he sneak into my room when I have a nightmare? Get jealous when I go on a date? And has a tattoo of my birthday on his ribs? Lucas Knight's a lot of things. He's possessive, jealous and overprotective. And he just might be in love with me. Angst-filled, heartbreaking, and kick-your-feet-in-the-air-giddy-inducing.

Everyone knows not to cross the campus d-bags. On or off the ice. You don’t sneak into their house, thinking no one’s watching. You don’t ransack their bedrooms, tripping over hockey gear as you rummage through their things. And you definitely don’t get caught with your head under one’s bed and your size-16 backside pointed right at their camera.

Heiß, düster, geheimnisvoll. Den ersten One-Night-Stand meines Lebens - geschafft! Mich vor meinem neuen Boss blamieren - geschafft! Mich von ihm schwängern lassen - geschafft! Samantha. Wie konnte ich mit meinem neuen Boss einen One-Night-Stand haben? Ausgerechnet ich. Nur ein einziges Mal wollte ich nicht vernünftig sein, sondern frech und draufgängerisch. Tja, Pech gehabt. Aber das ist beileibe nicht das Schlimmste. Denn mein Herz pocht jedes Mal viel zu laut, wenn er in meine Nähe kommt.

Opposites in every way . . . except the one that matters　 Shaw Landon loved Rule Archer from the moment she laid eyes on him. Rule is everything a straight--A pre-med student like Shaw shouldn't want--and the only person she's never tried to please. She isn't afraid of his scary piercings and...

Ein einziger Blick könnte alles zwischen ihnen verändern... LJ und Marisa sind seit Jahren unzertrennlich. Aber obwohl sie eigentlich keine Geheimnisse voreinander haben, verbergen beide, dass aus ihrer Freundschaft längst Liebe geworden ist. Denn zu tief sitzt die Angst, den wichtigsten Menschen im Leben wegen unerwiderter Gefühle zu verlieren. Außerdem ist Marisas Vater LJs Football-Coach und gar nicht damit einverstanden, dass dieser so viel Zeit mit seiner Tochter verbringt.

Zoey Blanton arbeitet als Barkeeperin im Spotlight, einem der bekanntesten VIP-Spots in ganz Boston. Als eines Abends die Basketballprofis der Boston Tigers im Club feiern, fliegen zwischen Zoey und Team-Captain Zack Conner ordentlich die Fetzen, sodass sie fast ihren Job verliert. Zum Glück taucht Conner nach dieser Katastrophe nicht wieder im Club auf. Doch dann steht plötzlich ihr neuer Nachbar, den Zoey wegen der lauten Renovierungsarbeiten eh schon auf dem Kieker hat, vor ihrer Tür - und Zoey fällt aus allen Wolken: Zack Conner ist gerade direkt gegenüber eingezogen.

I had an excuse two years ago when I met the sexy but innocent reporter on campus. She interviewed me for a story on major league baseball's rising stars, and we shared a hot, passionate night that ended far too soon. Now I know the woman I can't stop thinking about is the coach's daughter....

He's the bad boy...but I'm the one breaking all the rules. I've always been the quintessential good girl. I don't just follow the rules - I write them. As an advice columnist, I'm always telling people how to not screw up their lives. So you'd think I'd know better than to bang some random guy in a bar bathroom. But nope. Apparently not. Now, I've got even bigger problems, though. Because it turns out that wasn't just some random guy. It was Tyler Grant. Rich. Playboy. Devastatingly gorgeous. Oh, and the publisher of my new dating-advice book.

It's not every day your dean is a 6'4" dark god with ocean-blue eyes and a dimple. Just looking at him makes my heart pound and my stomach flutter. He's intense, filthy, and forbidden. Not to mention, he's my sister's ex-boyfriend. If I were smart, I'd walk away. Lines are getting blurred. Boundaries are being tested. And rules are about to be broken.

The truth is out—I’m in love with three Sinners. Zach, Jax, and Diesel might want to make me theirs but there’s still too many secrets between us, ones that could ruin everything. Ones that could break us. They might rule my body. Own my heart. But ultimately, they have the power to break me. Only it isn’t our future we have to worry about, because the past is about to catch up with us. And when it does…nothing will ever be the same again.

Rule number one: Hands off my kid sister's best friend. Rule number two: See rule number one. Rule number three: Seriously, don’t even think about touching Luna. Luna is my new roommate. My very off-limits roommate. My gorgeous, feisty, painfully tempting roommate. I try to keep my distance. To ignore her soft laugh, her intense eyes, her sweet smile. And that groan, the one she makes over her morning coffee. All right, the sassy college student is driving me out of my mind.