Ergebnis für "DIRTY: In seiner Gewalt" in Zeitgenössische Liebesromane

Als Judith Humphrey sich aus dem Bett ihres unglaublich guten One-Night-Stands schleicht, ist sie fast ein wenig enttäuscht, dass sie den attraktiven Unbekannten niemals wieder sehen kann. Hat sie doch beim Verlassen der Wohnung sein gut gefülltes Portemonnaie mitgehen lassen. Aber Jude läuft ihrem One-Night-Stand schneller wieder über den Weg, als ihr lieb ist. Und er ist niemand anderes als Célian Laurent: bekannter Playboy, Erbe eines millionenschweren Medienunternehmens - und Judes neuer Boss.

Seth Brothers had it all: the hottest album in the world, more money than he’d ever dreamed of, and Dirty - the band he loved like family. But as Dirty hit the big time, Seth hit bottom. Now all Seth’s got is the guitar on his back, a heart full of regrets, and one last chance to get it all back...including the one thing he never expected. Her. Elle Delacroix has it all - talent, money, fame...except the one thing that truly matters. Love...the only thing Seth has left to give.

The girl with bright green eyes, a pretty smile, and great ass owned my heart. I thought she was happy with the status quo, but 10 years later, I foolishly let her go. Despite dating other women, no one compares to my first love. We are meant to be together, and I'm going to try my damnedest to convince her of that.

Célian Laurent. Manhattan royalty. Notorious playboy. Heir to a media empire...and my new boss. I could have impressed him, if not for last month's unforgettable one-night stand. I left it with more than orgasms and a pleasant memory - namely, his wallet. Now he's staring me down like I'm the dirt under his Italian loafers, and I'm supposed to take it. But the thing about being Judith "Jude" Humphry is I have nothing to lose. Brooklyn girl. Infamously quirky. Heir to a stack of medical bills and a tattered couch.

Turn-ons...Party girls. Platinum blondes. Zero expectations. I used to think that if you could combine all three into one female, you'd have the perfect woman. Then why the hell does Ava Pearson an outdoorsy girl, a brunette, and a woman who screams stability and responsibility seem to be the only woman on my mind lately? I've got enough obligations without adding any complications to the mix my son, my bar...well, that's about it. But that's enough for a guy like me.

There are three things you need to know about Elizabeth Bennett: She's smart as a whip, always in control, and lives by a set of carefully crafted rules. She's learned the hard way that people you love the most always hurt you in the end. But then she meets Declan Blay, the new neighbor at her apartment complex. A tattooed British street fighter, he's the campus bad boy she's supposed to avoid, but when he saves her from a frat party gone bad, all her rules about sex and love fly out the window.

Zach has been my ride-or-die since we were nine. Business partners, roommates, best friends... we do everything together. But the last thing either of us expected was to be staring 40 in the face just as single as we both were when we made a silly, drunken marriage pact 20 years ago. The problem? Zach is gay...and, well, I’m not.

After how this season has gone so far—don’t ask—the last thing I need is a distraction. Like, say, my spring training one-night stand showing up in my dugout. If it’s not annoying enough that the hot new shortstop with the heart-stopping smile has been traded to my team, the golden guy now needs a place to stay. When one of my bigmouthed teammates suggests the new star player shack up in my spare room, I’ve got myself a helluva problem—and it’s getting bigger with my eager, interested, and too-sexy teammate sharing my kitchen, my shower, and then, late one night, my bed.

Derrick "The Love Whisperer" King gives out relationship and sex advice on the radio to everyone, but he’s giving me something a bit more personal. Nobody’s ever talked to me the way he does. Daring, demanding, sexy...and oh, so dirty. Maybe we started this whole thing a little backward, sex first and getting to know each other after. But I'm starting to let my guard down, my untrusting heart beginning to think that maybe fairy tales do come true. Even for me.