Ergebnis für "Hitman" in Thriller

Who would have thought a hitman needed a psychic like me for a bodyguard? Too bad he’s so smokin’ hot that I can’t concentrate, and all my visions involve kissing those amazing lips. A hitman should be safe from death when he’s the one doing the hunting, but for Stone, everything changes when he becomes the target. He’s not a stranger to enemies, but most people know better than to cross him. His boss, Quentin Vanetti, decides Stone needs help to stay alive long enough to find the assassin, so he enlists Serenity Jones. The only problem? She’s a psychic.

Zehn Jahre lang war Logan Booth ein Auftragskiller – fest überzeugt davon, im Namen einer idealistischen Untergrundorganisation zu handeln. Doch dann erfährt er: Alles war Täuschung. Als sein bester Freund, der Enthüllungsjournalist Jorge Romero, brutal ermordet wird, erwacht in Logan der letzte Funken Überzeugung – und mit ihm ein tödlicher Plan.

Er ist ein eiskalter Killer und der einzige Mann, den ich je geliebt habe. Er hat mein bedingungsloses Vertrauen missbraucht. Seine Verurteilung war der Höhepunkt meiner Karriere. Meine Ehe mit ihm bleibt der größte Schandfleck in meinem Leben. Ich hasse ihn mit der gleichen Wildheit, mit der ich ihn geliebt habe. Und jetzt muss ich diesen Scheißkerl um Hilfe bitten. Ich bin ein Profi. Er hat keine Macht mehr über mich. Es darf keine Rolle spielen, wie gut mein Körper sich noch an ihn erinnert. Sie ist eine gottverdammte Staatsanwältin und mein größter Fehler.

Growing up, I was taught that getting too close to someone would be my downfall. But I’ve proven that wrong now that I’m happily married to Jackson, the greatest man in the world. The issue is that mayhem always seems to find me (which is definitely not my fault), and this time, it comes in the form of a woman looking for her daughter.

Ricardo Torralba and August Morrison don’t agree on much besides the fact that they hate each other. According to Ricardo, August is a spoiled brat who really needs to knock off the sass, once in a while. August insists that Ricardo needs a sense of humor, a good lay, or a well-placed bullet. Maybe all three. Fortunately, the assassin’s profession is a solitary one, and they can go about their lives without getting in each other’s way.

Mortal-enemies-turned-furniture-breaking-lovers August Morrison and Ricardo Torralba have found a groove that suits them both. They’ve teamed up as hired guns, they live together, and by some miracle, they haven’t killed each other. It’s the closest to normal they’ll ever have, and they love it. But, their guns-and-roses future is thrown into chaos when Ricardo’s past comes crashing into their present. What begins as a favor for an old friend - well, “friend”, but don’t tell August - quickly spirals into something far bigger than they anticipated.

Agnes Crandall's life goes awry when a dognapper invades her kitchen one night, seriously hampering her attempts to put on a wedding that she's staked her entire net worth on. Then a hero climbs through her bedroom window. His name is Shane - no last name, just Shane - and he has his own problems.

Monroe was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I should’ve killed her when I had the chance. But instead, to make her keep my secrets, I took her freedom and made her my captive. She swore she’d hate me forever, but that was before I stole her innocence, too. Now she knows how good my forbidden touch feels, and it won’t take long before she transforms into the broken toy I’ve always wanted. And after that, there will be no going back…

An assassin and a secretly spicy bookworm ignite sparks in Hannah and the Hitman, a steamy romantic suspense bursting with humor, sizzling chemistry, a supernatural twist, and the ultimate fight for a happily-ever-after. What happens when a sexy, cocky hitman and a secretly smutty small-town...

With some 66 hits under his belt, Tomislav Bokšic, or Toxic, has a flawless record as hitman for the Croatian mafia in New York. That is, until he kills the wrong guy and is forced to flee the States, leaving behind the life he knows and loves. Suddenly, he finds himself on a plane hurtling toward Reykjavik disguised as American televangelist Father Friendly. With no means of escape from this island devoid of gun shops, this country with absolutely no tradition for contract killing, he is forced to come to terms with his bloody past and reevaluate his future, to tragicomic effect.

Detective David Chandler had no clue what he was getting into when he and his partner decided they were going to nail August for murder. They didn’t realize it was one of the few murders August didn’t commit, or that their homicide investigation would lead them into the middle of a mob war. Cavalcante underboss Pedro Silva knew asking August and Ricardo for help was a terrible idea. Just mentioning their names is bad for Pedro’s blood pressure. Owing them a favor? Oh Lord. He still asked, though, because he was out of options, but he can’t say he didn’t know he’d regret it.

I'm the girl you'll never see coming. Blink and you're dead - another target checked off my list. But one night, everything in my carefully ordered existence falls apart. A bloodbath and a car crash later, I find myself in the grasp of four gorgeous, intimidating men. Are my captors cops, like they claim, or something far more sinister? They sure know how to bend the law. And seeing how skillfully they handle a gun or a knife, I can't help wondering what their hands would feel like all over me.

When a middle-aged businessman enters the office of Ben Carter and hires him for a murder case, nothing could have prepared the lawyer for the cat-and-mouse game that follows. Tasked with defending a woman accused of killing local businessman Dale Rich, Carter soon finds himself asking more questions about the man who hired him than the woman he’s been sent to defend.

From a #1 New York Times bestselling author, America's best hitman must rescue a teenage runaway and investigate her parents' murder. It begins with a hit gone wrong. Robie is dispatched to eliminate a target unusually close to home in Washington, D.C. But something about this mission doesn't...

There was a time when being a “made man” meant something. Angelo Cipriani was a member of the inner circle of the powerful Fortunato Crime Family, which controlled the Upper Ohio Valley. Of course, Angelo would never admit that such an organization existed, let alone to all of the bodies he dropped for his boss. Angelo was a loyal soldier, even after a rival family strafed him with bullets and put him in a coma for three weeks.

As the boss of the Bratva, I live my life by a code: Always stay in control. But I broke my own rule on the night I bought Annie. She was so delicate and desperate up on that stage. I'd pay any price it took to own her. She says she can't be bought. But she doesn't know how this game is played. In my world, everything has its price. And like it or not, she's mine now - my property, my possession.

The Château du Ciel was once the destination for the rich and famous to play, drink and ski—complete with a private railway to shuttle those desiring extra privacy—now, however, the guests are few and far between. The New Year’s Eve party was supposed to hoist the rundown hotel back to its former status, until a massive blizzard hits, trapping the guests who’ve come to celebrate the grand hotel’s last hurrah. The circumstances might even be romantic, if the hotel wasn't reputed to be haunted.

He’s up to something. I know it. No man can be that handsome and mysterious. He’s probably a spy. I can’t say for sure, but I’m going to find out. Watching Heath is easy, but wanting him is the part that’s going to get me into trouble. Lena peeks from her windows and tries to catch me doing something, though I’m not sure what she thinks she’ll see. What sort of an assassin would I be if my sweet neighbor figured me out so easily? Besides, I’m here to watch over her. The only problem is that she’s irresistible and far more alluring than my work.

I accepted the contract even though I knew the subject of the hit. Years had passed and I no longer cared about anything - except for the money that would find its way into my bank account. The crosshairs settled on her body - a body I once knew intimately - and I felt nothing. I took up the slack on the trigger. Memories counted as nothing, as less than nothing. Three steps to the mark, two steps, one step.... And then the world turned upside down.

In the shadowed gutters of a city still reeling from a mob war, a new predator emerges—Ellis Davis. Dressed in mismatched clothes, cloaked in insanity, and carrying the twisted humor of a sadistic showman, Ellis isn't your average contract killer. He’s smarter. Stranger. And far more dangerous.