Ergebnis für "Graves" in Historische Liebesromane

Ghost Ein Kind sollte mit der Liebe seiner Eltern aufwachsen, stattdessen änderte sich mein Leben und ich bekam militärischen Drill, Prügel und Blut. Dinge, die ich nie erleben wollte, bestimmten fortan mein Dasein, bis ich achtzehn wurde. Ab diesem Tag war ich auf mich allein gestellt, dürstend nach Rache und eine Schneise der Verwüstung ziehend. Bis zu jenem Moment, in dem er vor mir stand. Er gehörte dem berüchtigsten MC im Staat an, ist sogar deren Vizepräsident und er wollte Antworten.

Kailia. Bei den Grave Angels zu landen, war vielleicht das Beste, was mir passieren konnte, denn es gab Menschen, die Jagd auf mich machten. Sie wollten mir meine Freiheit auf eine Weise nehmen, die mittelalterlichen Methoden gleichkam. Zwar fühlte ich mich nicht willkommen, aber der MC war sowieso nur eine Übergangslösung, bis ich einen Job fand. Tucson war groß und meine Familie weit genug von mir entfernt, um eine Gefahr für mein Leben darzustellen. Doch hier gab es diesen einen Mann, der mein Herz aus dem Takt brachte, und ich hatte keine Ahnung, wie ich mit ihm umgehen sollte.

Kinky. Rache war alles, was ich wollte, denn ihretwegen geriet mein gewohntes Leben völlig aus den Fugen. Bei ihrem Überfall hatten sie uns dezimiert, doch ich kämpfte nicht gegen sie, sondern brachte meinen Vater in Sicherheit, da er meine einzige Familie war. Ich sollte den Grave Angels MC infiltrieren, mir das Vertrauen der Männer erschleichen und so tun, als hätte ich meiner Welt den Rücken gekehrt. Ich würde den Laden so richtig aufmischen, damit sie für all das büßen mussten, was sie uns angetan hatten.

She's an omega in hiding. Broken hearted and rejected by her beta, Brigid Grant has spent the last five years in self-imposed exile. When her former lover comes sniffing at her door, demanding she take her place back in his bed or lose her sanctuary, Brigid knows it would break more than her heart to agree. There's only one person powerful enough to keep her out of another man's reach. A new alpha has risen. With the death of his father, it’s time for Torion to step into his rightful place, as Alpha of Grave Hills.

My clan calls me vigilant. My brother calls me overprotective. I call it my duty. I knew since I was young that I wanted to protect my clan and those who could not defend themselves. So when one of the towns we were visiting turned us away without giving us a chance to speak to the people there...

I've been alone most of my life. No family, no home. No one would care if I disappeared. I wouldn't survive another year on my own. In a desperate attempt to survive, I volunteered as tribute to the barbarians after hearing they now accepted males. At least if I died, I would have done something...

I should've known better than to trust my childhood bully. I was too soft-hearted for my own good. Thanks to another one of his cruel tricks, I end up on the run through a monster-filled forest to avoid the noose. When I'm found by the local barbarian clan, I figure I'm done for. I'm injured, exhausted, and have no hope of fighting back. But the barbarian who rescues me from certain death isn't what I thought he would be. And maybe the fear I had for them was misplaced. Maybe the only thing I should be afraid of is falling for someone I can't keep.

When my father schemed to marry my sister off to a decrepit old man to boost his standing, I swore I'd protect her. Together, we drove suitors away, but his fury only grew. To punish us, he rigged the barbarian lottery—and when Evelyn's name was drawn, her fate was sealed. Unless I stopped it...

There's always a point in someone's life where they regret the decisions of their past. Take me for instance. I skipped my lessons as often as I could get away with, figuring I'd always have someone with me to translate or watch my back. As a prince of Al Nuzem, I was very rarely alone. But when...

He should've known he wouldn't win going up against the best. Everyone knew I was the most popular in the brothel. There was no point pretending otherwise. In a shameless act of revenge, he had the guards called and had me arrested for offending the man who'd chosen me over him. They, in turn, sold me off to the barbarians.

Veronica and Stoker discover that not all fairy tales have happy endings, and some end in murder, in this latest historical mystery from New York Times bestselling and Edgar Award–nominated author Deanna Raybourn. Lord Rosemorran has purchased a wax figure of a beautiful reclining woman and...

The "richly detailed, almost indecently thrilling" (New York Times) follow up to The Serpent's Tale When a fire at Glastonbury Abbey reveals two skeletons, rumor has it they may belong to King Arthur and Queen Guinevere. King Henry II hopes so, for it would help him put down a rebellion in Wales...

Sei's power isn't truly his. As a grail, his role is to serve a mage by augmenting their magic. He's equally nervous and excited about his arranged betrothal. After a life without intimacy, Sei will finally fulfill his true purpose as a treasured, valuable grail. There's only one problem: Sei's new betrothed is the legendary Marek Dire.

After losing my bondmate to illness, I'd accepted that my time to love was in the past. I promised her on her death bed that I'd never take another bondmate, and I meant it. Instead I've lived my life to serve my clan, lending my assistance when they needed me and continuing to act as clan...

As Audrey Sinclair reaches the end of her mourning period, she and Hugh Marsden, the Viscount Neatham, are at long last looking toward their future together—and hoping for a respite from the dangerous criminal investigations they've found themselves entrenched in.

Vana Dire can't show weakness if he wants to survive the Draskoran court. The only man he can be vulnerable with is Daromir—Vana's magic-bound bodyguard. The binding lets them share each other's pain, and Vana depends on Daromir's comfort as much as his services as a guard. Vana could never risk their friendship—even if he craves far more than Daromir's loyalty. Daromir Azri sees a side of Vana nobody else sees. Behind closed doors, the cold, elegant prince is kindhearted and vulnerable. He needs Daromir. If Daromir's devotion sometimes feels like something else? Daromir must be mistaken. 

Be obedient. Be grateful. As the neglected illegitimate son of a powerful family, Corin is expected to follow his magic-gifted brother to the palace as a servant. He’s unwilling but resigns and allows himself one night of distraction in a stranger’s arms. Corin never knew pleasure and pain could be so exhilarating, so comforting. Corin only regrets he’ll never again see the anonymous man who ruined him for anyone else. Until the next morning when Corin meets his brother’s new arranged fiancé.

Eve. Flucht war meine einzige Möglichkeit, ein normales Leben fernab von der Gefahr, die mich umgab, zu führen, doch hatte ich die Rechnung ohne jene gemacht, die sich an meine Fersen geheftet hatten. Nachdem sie mich geschnappt hatten, fand ich mich in einem nassen Grab wieder. Um mein Leben kämpfend, grub ich mich heraus, allerdings rannte ich einer noch viel größeren Gefahr mit grünen Augen in die Arme, deren Motorrad ich umwarf.

The epic romance continues. For Cora Kensington, the journey of a lifetime has taken unexpected turns. And her future — her very life — depends on the decisions she’ll make at each crossroad. As the Grand Tour with her newfound family winds through France, Austria, and Italy, an unseen...

Scarred body and soul by a rough East End childhood, common-born Thomas Castle is no stranger to violence. He’ll stop at nothing in his quest for vengeance. His mission: eliminate the crime organization that stole his youth. Then one night, as he buries one of his kills in Highgate Cemetery, the corpse blinks up at him with captivating and very much alive emerald eyes. The last thing Thomas needs is a beautiful woman tumbling into his path and tempting his resolve.