Ergebnis für "Gorgeous" in Zeitgenössische Liebesromane

Two years ago, Reed Jackson betrayed Calliope Thorne and broke her heart. So she stole his most prized possession—a white mustang—and drove it into the lake for revenge. Now, Callie is stuck at a reform school while Reed is off at college, living his life without repercussions. Until he comes back.

Ein erhängtes Einhorn auf dem Shirt, ansonsten trägt sie nur einen schwarzen Slip. Ein riesiger Sensenmann bedeckt ihren linken Oberschenkel. Ihre Füße stecken in derben Stiefeln, einer davon zerdrückt langsam die Kehle des Mannes auf dem Boden vor ihr. Ihre Haut zieren mehr Tattoos als meine. Ihre Locken sehen aus, als wäre sie gerade aus dem Bett gefallen. Die Schrotflinte in ihren Händen zielt direkt auf mich. Wenn sie das ernst meint, ist sie noch irrer als ich. Ich glaube, das gefällt mir, meinem Schwanz gefällt sie auf jeden Fall. Trotzdem ist das gerade ein echt schlechter Zeitpunkt.

Wendy Gale isn’t the kind of girl you marry. She’s not even the kind of girl you date. She’s not a friend with benefits, she’s not a one-night-stand, and regardless of what she thinks, she's never been a rebound. Wendy Gale is the kind of girl you kidnap and lock in your basement so she can’t ever escape. She’s the kind of girl you tie up. You put a collar on her. A leash. Handcuffs. You chain her to things and gag her mouth. A blindfold isn’t a bad idea, either.

The last thing Chicagoan Maeve Kaminski expects to inherit from her estranged biological father is a pub. Now thousands of miles from home, Maeve is on a remote Irish island and is the new owner of the Moorings. Charming? Yes. Practical? No. The bright side: Maeve is in debt, and off-loading a famous pub for a pretty penny could be the gift she’s been waiting for.

The last place I expected to see my old college love, Jude Harding, was in the local laundromat four years after I fled the city to escape him. Heir to Boston Royalty. Rich beyond comprehension. And a mouth I couldn't help but fall for. Jude was everything I'd always wanted and more… until life viciously and unexpectedly tore us apart. So, when he catches me arguing with a washing machine for mercilessly eating my quarters, I can't escape quickly enough. Unfortunately for me, Jude isn't going anywhere anytime soon.

When Emily’s fiancé walks out on her while she’s still grieving the loss of her family in a terrible accident, she escapes back to Hope Haven on the remote Dune Island, where her family vacationed every summer. Emily hopes that fixing up the house will also mend her broken heart, but the cottage holds more than just bittersweet childhood memories. Emptying her father’s antique writing desk, Emily finds a letter that reveals a devastating secret about her parents.

Being an escort comes with predetermined rules that can never be broken. No kissing, no feelings, and definitely, absolutely no sex. But what will Troy do when Harper, a beautiful blonde, walks into his life? Still suffering over the loss of his longtime girlfriend, Troy is trying to move on and find his place in life. He still doesn't understand why the relationship ended or why she cheated. As a result, love is off the table. When Harper hypnotizes him with her beauty, sass, and remarkable intelligence, what will he do?

The first time I saw Major Cade Jameson, his pants were around his ankles...Every line of hard-earned muscle beckoned me to "squeeze here." But I'm getting ahead myself. To tell this story right, I'll have to start with the present, not the past. I owe Cade a debt. A life for a life. My name is Brecklyn Brannon, and I'm not who I claim to be.

I see dead people. No, not like that movie. I’m a coroner, and yes it's the kiss of death on my dating life. When men find out what I do, I'm lucky to hear, “It was nice meeting you”. Until I almost accidentally kill Blake Hale with my car. Instead of being freaked out by me, he’s intrigued. No matter how much I try to scare him off, he keeps coming back for more. And for a follow-the-rules guy, he’s breaking them all for me.

It’s early summer on the French Riviera when Vivienne Wilson arrives for a one-woman writers’ retreat after her philandering husband informs her that their 30-year marriage is over. There to collect the shell-shocked Vivienne is recently widowed Maxine Zonszain, who is struggling to come to terms with her empty life following the sudden death of her husband. Florist extraordinaire, Olivia Murray, shares the Villa that Vivienne is renting. She’s pretty content with life - but longs to meet ‘The One’. Life under the summer sun in Antibes becomes a challenging time for all three women.

Zoe's life is full of colour. A fan of impromptu yoga, inspirational quotes and experimenting with hair dye, she's on a mission to make the most of each and every day - even if she is currently spending most of her time behind a checkout till. Then she meets Tristan. The rumour is that since his dad died, Tristan's life has fallen apart. No one has seen him for months. But now he's reappeared, does that mean he's back to 'normal'? Zoe soon realises Tristan is struggling with a sadness that she can't possibly understand and becomes determined to bring a world of colour back into his life.

When Mia Broadhurst’s grandmother passes away, Mia returns to the quaint seaside village of Winstead Cape, where Grandma Ruth ran the historic lighthouse on the edge of the coast. Mia can’t bear to part with the last piece of her grandma - the lighthouse that has been in their family for generations - but with her life back in New York, she has no choice. With the snow falling, Mia works with real estate agent Will Thacker to restore the old lighthouse. She tries not to get lost in his deep blue eyes that match the Atlantic Ocean. After all, she’s only back for Christmas.

He found me in the dark when I thought all hope was lost. He swore he loved me when I didn't think anyone ever would. He vowed to keep the shadows haunting me at bay when I felt like I was drowning in my past. But in doing so, he also kept the truth from me.

Despite everything I've done for my parents, I'll never be good enough for them. Instead of seeing a man to be proud of, they just see an embarrassment. I served four tours in Afghanistan but that doesn't mean anything to them. They only see the ink, the party life, and my short stint in jail.