Ergebnis für "Celia" in Krimis & Thriller

Ich werde heiraten. Das sollte ein glücklicher Moment sein, aber alles, was ich fühle, als ich zum Altar schreite und einem Mann gegenüberstehe, der mich nur wegen meiner Familienzugehörigkeit heiraten will, ist Angst. Aber mein Gang zum Altar wird unterbrochen, als Mateo Milani die Kathedrale betritt, meinen Bräutigam ermordet und mich für sich beansprucht.

Mein Name ist Sebastian Lindstrom, und ich bin der Bad Guy in dieser Geschichte. Ich habe beschlossen, meine Geschichte offenzulegen, einmal in meinem hohlen Leben die Wahrheit zu sagen, egal wie dunkel sie ist. Und ich kann Ihnen versichern, dass sie so dunkel ist, dass Sie die schwarzen Ränder meines Kopfes nach einem Türgriff absuchen werden, der nicht da ist.

Ich trat ins Kloster ein, um die Wahrheit zu finden. Aber ich habe so viel mehr entdeckt, und die Dunkelheit hier verführt mich, zieht mich runter, bis ich nur noch an ihn denken kann. Adam Monroe, der Sohn des Propheten, der dunkle Prinz eines Imperiums, das von Tag zu Tag wächst. Er hat die Aufgabe, mich vor den Wölfen der Außenwelt zu beschützen. 

Adam hat sich selbst zerstört, um mich zu retten. Zuerst zweifle ich, ob ich die Kraft habe, weiterzumachen. Aber mit jeder Sekunde, die vergeht, sehe ich den Propheten und verfluche ihn. Meine Zeit als Jungfrau ist vorbei. Ich weigere mich, noch länger eine Figur in seinem Spiel zu sein. Aber es gibt immer mehr Möglichkeiten für den Propheten, an mich heranzukommen, mich zu benutzen und mich unter seinem Einfluss zu halten. Werde ich stark genug sein, um mich zu befreien?

My name is Sebastian Lindstrom, and I'm the villain of this story. I've decided to lay myself bare. To tell the truth for once in my hollow life, no matter how dark it gets. And I can assure you, it will get so dark that you'll find yourself feeling around the blackened corners of my mind, seeking a door handle that isn't there. Don't mistake this for a confession. I neither seek forgiveness nor would I accept it. My sins are my own. They keep me company. Instead, this is the true tale of how I found her, how I stole her, and how I lost her.

I joined the cloister to find the truth. But I've discovered so much more, and the darkness here is seducing me, pulling me down until all I can think of is him. Adam Monroe, the prophet's son, a dark prince to an empire that grows by the day. He is tasked with keeping me safe from the wolves of the outside world. But the longer I stay at the cloister, the more I realize the wolves are already inside and under the prophet's control. If Adam discovers the real reason I'm here, he'll bay for my blood with the rest of them.

Ich kann mich nicht vor dem Kloster retten, und vielleicht konnte ich es nie. Der Prophet wird von Tag zu Tag gefährlicher. Seine Wahnvorstellungen sind in Blut getränkt, und wenn ich nicht aufpasse, wird dieses Blut mein eigenes sein. Trotz des wachsenden Risikos, setze ich die Suche nach der Wahrheit fort, auch wenn der dornige Pfad schließlich zu Adam führt, in dessen dunklen Augen sich Schuldgefühle widerspiegeln. 

The summer holidays have begun. In a seaside caravan resort, Isabel and her sister Meg build sandcastles with the children, navigate deckchair politics, explore the pier's delights, gorge ice cream in the sun. But their half-sister Mildred has returned to a nearby coastal cottage where her husband - the mysterious Uncle Paul - was arrested for his first wife's attempted murder. Now, on his release from prison, is he returning for revenge, seeking who betrayed him?

The phone hasn't rung for months. Suzy Marshall is discovering that work can be sluggish for an actress over 60 - even for the former star of a 1980s TV series. So when she's offered the plum role of Lady Bracknell in The Importance of Being Earnest in Zurich, it seems like a godsend. Until, that is, the play is abruptly cancelled in suspicious circumstances, and Suzy is forced to take a job on a cruise ship to get home.

È stato un anno tranquillo per i nostri amici investigatori: un anno in cui ognuno si è concentrato sugli avvenimenti della sua vita. Joyce è stata molto impegnata nei preparativi del matrimonio della figlia, Elizabeth si è raccolta nel lutto per la morte del marito, Ron è stato preso dai...

   Rosamund wakes up from her mid-morning nap to find, to her delight, that she is running a temperature. Surely that explains her blinding headache, and the weird, delirious dream in which she had murdered her overly seductive neighbour in a vengeful act of jealousy? A great relief, then, to find this was merely the nightmarish work of a fevered imagination. Until her husband exclaims, 'Rosamund! Have you any idea what's happened to Lindy? She's disappeared!.'

From the moment I saw her through the window of her flower shop, something other than darkness took root inside me. Charlie shone like a beacon in a world that had long since lost any light. But she was never meant for me, a man that killed without remorse and collected bounties drenched in blood. I thought staying away would keep her safe, would shield her from me. I was wrong. Danger followed in my wake like death at a slaughter house. I protected her from the threats that circled like black buzzards, kept her safe with kill after kill.

Jolted from sleep by the ringing of the telephone, Imogen stumbles through the dark, empty house to answer it. At first, she can't quite understand the man on the other end of the line. Surely he can't honestly be accusing her of killing her husband, Ivor, who died in a car crash barely two months ago. As the nights draw in, Imogen finds her home filling up with unexpected guests, who may be looking for more than simple festive cheer. Has someone been rifling through Ivor's papers? Who left the half-drunk whiskey bottle beside his favourite chair? 

One, two, I'm coming for you. She's my obsession. Three, four, kneel on the floor. I want to possess her in every way. Five, six, I'm up to my old tricks. She knows me as The Portland Serial K!ll3r. Seven, eight, lay in wait. Little does she know I'm watching her. Nine, ten, never to be seen again. Welcome to your worst nightmare, Little Lamb. Who am I? Let me introduce myself. I'm Death. And I have found my Queen.

Louise would give anything - anything - for a good night's sleep. Forget the girls running errant in the garden and bothering the neighbours. Forget her husband who seems oblivious to it all. If the baby would just stop crying, everything would be fine. Or would it? What if Louise's growing fears about the family's new lodger, who seems to share all of her husband's interests, are real? What could she do, and would anyone even believe her? Maybe, if she could get just get some rest, she'd be able to think straight . . .

Twelve years ago, my mother, a powerful chaos witch, walked out on me and my twin brother without a backward glance. We didn't hear another word out of her until a vampire walked into my brother Nick's bar wanting me to track her down. She'd disappeared into thin air, and he insisted that I was the only one who could find her.

Sunshine Walkingstick is half mountain, half Cherokee, and 100% monster hunter. Book 1, Greenwood Cove: Sunny is challenged by a childhood friend to discover the cause behind damage done to docks along Lake Burton's Greenwood Cove, and she's never one to resist a challenge when monsters are involved. Book 2, The Deep Wood: Sunny’s search for a monster terrorizing the county leads her into a past she never knew. Book 3, Cemetery Hill: After her uncle is framed for murder, Sunny must figure out who, or what, really killed her uncle's ex-wife....

It’s 1946 and the dust of war has settled over Europe. But for Edith Graham, an ordinary woman living an ordinary life, her journey is only just beginning.... Escaping her humdrum existence, Edith is swept into war-torn Germany and recruited to draw elusive Nazis out of hiding. But the closer she gets to the truth, the more blurred the line between good and evil. In a shadowy world of shifting loyalties, where no-one is quite who they seem to be, who can Edith trust?

Ten years ago, Adrian Ellis vowed to hunt me down and claim me like a prize, but I haven't heard a word since. Now I'm thriving in New York City—with a blossoming art career, a fearless roommate-turned-best-friend intent on pushing me out of my comfort zone, and a true golden boy who has no idea how deep my darkness runs. But just as I'm ready to move on, Adrian reappears in my city and my life. He swears he isn't here for me, but as the seams of my carefully stitched world begin to fray, all signs point back to him, and I suspect he's been pulling the strings longer than I've known.

Return to the warmth of Provence for the next delightful Penelope Kite mystery... When Penelope Kite attends the opening of an art exhibition on the arm of the gorgeous Mayor of St Merlot, Laurent Millias, it seems she is finally settling into life in Provence. But beneath the glamour, trouble...