Ergebnis für "Dirty for Me" in Romanze

I always thought of Silas Rush as my biggest rival on the track and a stuck-up loner off of it. He and his fancy pro career left our crappy hometown in the dust before high school even finished, and then I didn't think of him much at all. I was too busy trying to keep my little sisters from turning into addicts like our mom, and myself from turning into a rage-junkie like our dad. All while keeping food on the table. Now he's back, reminding me of all the things I don't have, just like he always did.

Sometimes the universe gives you exactly what you ask for. Even when you’re too scared to say it out loud. I came to Copper Creek to start over. What I didn’t expect was three masked cowboys to show up on horseback, turning my darkest fantasies into reality. They chased me like I’d asked them to and left me wanting more. I didn’t know who they were, only that they saw the real me. They gave me what no one else could.

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.

Zwei Männer, die sich hassen. Ein Schuppen im Wald. Philipp hat alles. Seine Eltern sind reich, das BWL-Studium läuft gut, die Zukunft ist geplant. Kurz: Sein Leben ist sterbenslanweilig. Nur eine Sache bleibt unvorhersehbar: Axel – der bullige Rowdy im Holzfällerhemd. Der verdammte Mistkerl schikaniert Philipp, wann immer er kann. Im Vorlesungssaal, auf dem Campus und … in diesem verlassenen Schuppen im Wald.

Madigan has spent his life indulging in the world’s most hedonistic pursuits, his skills as a sharpshooting killer-for-hire paying his way. Azrael, an assassin referred to as the Angel of Death, is a chemist and a loner, his poisons as lethal as they are undetectable.

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.

Don’t play dirty. That’s the code I live by on and off the field. The other?Don’t get distracted. Not by the media, not by hookups, and definitely not by our rival team’s ridiculously charming star player, who loves to whisper dirty nothings to me every time we play ball. And sure, his offers are tempting, but he’s the love ‘em and leave ‘em type, and I want the real thing.

Former LAPD detective Cole McGinnis's life nearly ended the day his police partner and best friend Ben Pirelli emptied his service weapon into Cole and his then-lover, Rick. Since Ben turned his gun on himself, Cole thought he'd never find out why Ben tried to destroy him.

In a small town like ours, you're either straight or you keep your mouth shut. Being gay would be dirty. Touching the guy who's been your stepbrother since you were three would be dirty. Falling in love with him would be even worse. I protect him because it's my job. I resist him because I have to. But when one night leads to two, and two nights lead to more, lines are blurred and morals are tossed, and my sanity takes a walk.

Former cop turned private investigator Cole McGinnis never considered committing murder. But six months ago, when Jae-Min's blood filled his hands and death came knocking at his lover's door, killing Sheila Pinelli became a definite possibility. While Sheila lurks in some hidden corner of Los Angeles, Jae and Cole share a bed, a home, and most of all, happiness.

I did something stupid. Something needlessly, hopelessly stupid, and now my past is catching up with me. I knew when I saw that cash, I should have left it alone, but I needed it. And doesn’t the world owe me a little bit of luck? A little reprieve from the constant BS? Sorry. I can’t help but to rant about my situation because the truth is that I am royally screwed. You see, I stole money from the mob. One stupid decision made in the heat of the moment, and now I’m running for my life.

Declan - hockey star for the New Gothenburg Blizzards - and tattoo artist Jake have been happily married for four years. As their anniversary approaches, Declan decides to give Jake a present he won’t forget - his favorite ASMR voice actor in their room during the romantic occasion. He offers the actor, Logan Indry, a deal he can’t refuse.

Alexander Popescu is a university lecturer in a quiet German town. He’s a respectable man in his 30s who stays fit, has a decent career, and travels alone — his only vice is an occasional greasy meal. And beer. And violent computer games. Nobody has to know about the other Alex — the acclaimed smut writer. His ingenious fantasies earn him good money and keep his capricious mind harmlessly entertained.