Ergebnis für "King Family Book 2 The Bodyguard" in Liebesromane

Dark Daddy Romance mit einem Hauch von Obsession, einer Spur von Gewalt und einer winzigen Prise Romantik. Garantiert übertrieben, unrealistisch und verdorben - sehr, sehr verdorben.

Als ich Fabio Alteri meine Meinung gegeigt hatte, hätte ich nie erwartet, dass der Besuch eine verbotene Wendung nehmen würde. Dann trafen sich unsere Blicke und es fühlte sich an, als hätte er meine Seele in Brand gesetzt. Er ist gefährlich. Er ist verboten. Und doch fühle ich mich unerklärlicherweise zu ihm hingezogen.

We were high school sweethearts. I was head over heels for her and no one could tell me we weren't going to last forever. College? Going pro? My family's money? None of it mattered. She was all I needed. Then she ripped my heart out. But I'm not going to let that happen again. She's back. Invading my life and acting like she was the wronged one.

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.

Fancy boats. Lakeside mansions. Luxe watches and bespoke suits. The Kings of High Court College act like Gods. And Cooper Valcourt is the worst of them. He is the bully king. His family owns everything. And his mission is to put me in my place and send me packing. But Cooper and I have a history filled with secrets. And everyone knows that power doesn’t come from having money. It comes from holding secrets. And I’m holding one of his.

After facing her nightmares head on, Keira soon finds her troubles have only just begun, and if she thought mortals were dangerous, then being hunted by the world’s most powerful beings will spin her further into a web of supernatural destruction. Keira can’t help seeing the handsome man before her. She can’t help the dreams that consume her, and neither can she stop him from wanting her. But the controlling man who follows her every move isn’t the man she’s dating but the man who's hunting her.

New Orleans belongs to me. You don't know my name, but I control everything you see - and all the things you don't. My reach knows no bounds, and my demands are always met. I didn't need to loan money to a failing family distillery, but it amuses me to have them in my debt. To have her in my debt. She doesn't know she caught my attention. She should've been more careful. I'm going to own her. Consume her. Maybe even keep her. It's time to collect what I'm owed.

After going through a messy public breakup, I've sworn off dating. That pact changes when my new bodyguard walks through the front door. Hudson is nothing like the men in the industry. He's callous, cold, and doesn't want to spend a second longer with me than he has to. All that changes when I start to defrost his iciness and find the real man hidden inside.

A priceless artifact has gone missing, and King is the only one who can help recover it. Falcon thought nothing could be worse than being forced to work with the egotistical SOB, but he was wrong. Falling for the charming art thief in the middle of an operation is way, way worse.

Running into your one night stand is always awkward. It's especially awkward when said hunky hookup pulls you into a secret war over fossils and a kidnapped, newly awakened Albertosaurus shifter. As if my life wasn't already a mess (understatement), now I'm cruising through Canada hunting down an ancient monster who tried to kill us, attempting to get my social media career off the ground, and ignoring my feelings for my one time fling.

Michael Byron Domenico Sovrano. Lord of the underworld. Master of all the criminal masterminds who ever crawled the underbelly of Sicily's notorious mafia company. Who just happens to be hot and snarly, and with a demanding manner, gulp! My father owed him, so he took me as payment. He gets what he wants, and I am his new obsession. To take. To break. As if I'll let him. He's out to destroy me, but I'll go toe-to-toe with him every step of the way. I'll do everything to make him fall for me. Until he springs the ultimate surprise.

I'm the pastor's son. He's the star quarterback for a small Kentucky high school. While the town worships him, I pray for God to take my life. He makes my life a living hell by making me his victim. This perverse game we play could end us both.

My new husband is everything I shouldn't want: dark soul, wicked smile, and a growl that makes me forget my own name. A walking sin in a tailored suit, he's determined to make me pay for my father's betrayal. But the way he claims me like I'm his only redemption tells a different story. Turns out New York's most feared crime lord has a weakness. And apparently, it's me.

I told myself I didn’t want her. Didn’t need her. But it was all lies. I craved her touch. Craved the way her sweet red lips took away the pain. Yet, I knew I couldn’t have her. Not when my enemies are determined to put a bullet in my back. They believe the way to get to me is through her. Coming for her will be their downfall. As the president of the Kings MC, there’s one thing I’m known for: doing whatever it takes to protect the ones I love. I’ll fight until I have nothing left to give.

I fled the Colombo Family as a widow. But I'm coming back as their Queen. I'm done running. And I'm done having Nik Kusek sacrifice everything for my sake. She's protected me, killed for me, even turned against her own people… Now, it's my turn to step up. I'm ready to claim what belongs to me: the casino, the Family, and the truth about who really killed the old Don. The problem? Everyone wants me dead. The Colombos think I'm a traitor. My husband's killer is still out there, gunning for me. And the Novak Consortium wants me out of the way to pull their deadly operative back into line.

Lord Tristram Radcliffe has a secret - he is the only dragon at the king’s court in Llangard. It’s a secret he’s kept from the knights he’s fought beside, from the ladies who bat their lashes at him, and from his closest companion, Prince Reynold. If it were to get out, he’d be banished to the Mawrcraig Mountains along with the rest of his kind, but the kingdom of men is the only one he’s ever known, and his heart lives in the stone halls of those who’d count him an enemy.

I have 36 hours to live. Thirty-six hours to find a solution. Thirty-six hours to kill them all. My friends. My family. My subjects. It's a cruel fate, one my maker subjected me to over a century ago when she placed me in this hell. I learned then that freedom is a falsehood. Escape doesn't exist. I'm a ticking time bomb, slated to erupt.

For the first time in her adult life, Shara has plenty of money thanks to the Isador legacy - and she's not alone. Daire and Rik are devoted lovers, but they know other Blood are coming. Blood who may challenge Rik for the coveted alpha spot at her back. As her power grows, so does her hunger. But without fangs, she fears she'll never be the queen her Blood expect. More Blood means power struggles and complications, and she has no idea how to keep everyone happy. Worse, her dreams are quickly becoming something to fear.

I offered to do anything to save my father’s life when he was captured by the devil he owed a debt to. A three-million-dollar debt. So, I became the devil’s spy as I entered the lair of the Cartel King to take a job as a live-in nanny for his niece. My orders were simple; all I needed to do was this: get close to the Cartel King and be his...to do anything he wanted me to do. I was to make him trust me enough to tell me the secrets his enemies need. Do that, and I would save my father. I just never expected to fall in love.

Face à cette annonce, l'agitation gagne toutes les femmes de mon village. Le Roi enverra sa garde royale pour conduire les femmes en âge de procréer à son palais dans la Cité de Jade. La seule condition est que l'épouse ait en elle assez de magie pour engendrer un héritier. Je ne suis qu'une humaine avec une infime trace de magie de dragon. Je suis convaincue de ne pas être retenue. Cependant, étrangement, les détecteurs de magie m'ordonnent de me présenter au roi en tant que prétendante.