Ergebnis für "Little Fox" in Liebesromane

"Zwei Regeln!", sagte ich und verschränkte befehlshaberisch die Arme vor der Brust. "Erstens: Du wirst mich nie wieder küssen. Oder ich scheuer dir erst eine und verpfeife dich dann wegen sexueller Belästigung bei der Klinikleitung!" "Und zweitens?", fragte er und unterdrückte dabei gar nicht auffällig ein Lächeln. "Tatsch nie wieder Groot an!" Die 17-jährige Anna hat mit heftigen Essattacken, Stimmungsschwankungen und einer Gewichtszunahme zu kämpfen und meldet sich voller Tatendrang in einer hochmodernen Ernährungs-Klinik an.

Lord Alistair Bevan, Viscount Farnham, has the weight of the world on his shoulders. With his father’s health ailing, the time has come for him to find a wife, produce an heir, and do his duty. But Alistair knows a traditional life is not for him, especially when a chance meeting with valet Joseph Logan turns his world upside down.

When my father passed away, I assumed my grieving would be as simple as closing a book and starting another. Only he had other plans. Leaving me his beloved tattoo shop, I’m stuck to figure out what exactly to do with it, all while being constantly reminded of him.

Two murders, two funerals, and Cold, Montana, is back in the news. Levi Fox and Ivy Stone need to find a way to move on. But the universe has other plans. Plans they don't see coming at all . . .

Viele Jahre dachte Marlow, dass der geheimnisvolle Schattendämon, den sie liebt, nicht echt sei. Doch Caliban ist nicht nur real, sondern auch der Prinz der Hölle – und er schwebt in tödlicher Gefahr. Um ihn zu retten, muss Marlow in die Heimat ihrer Vorfahren zurückkehren: das Pantheon der nordischen Götter. An diesem Ort ist Blutsverwandschaft noch lange keine Garantie für Loyalität und die Grenzen zwischen Göttern und Dämonen verschwimmen. Aber niemand hat gesagt, dass es einfach ist, im Spiel der Götter mitzuspielen, und Marlow ist bereit, alles für ihre große Liebe zu riskieren ...

Everett Jewel is the hottest star the London stage has seen in a generation. He is brash, sensual, and sure of himself. Men and women throw themselves at his feet, and he laps up the attention. But all of Everett’s glittering star power hides his wounded heart. He has adoration, but he longs for a love that he doesn’t think he’s worthy of, due to his dark past. Metropolitan Police officer Patrick Wrexham has never been wanted by anyone.

It’s time to pack your bags and head to the breathtaking, snow-covered peaks of the Swiss Alps for velvety hot chocolates, delicious cheeses and a gorgeous love story.... Food technician Mina has always believed that chocolate will solve everything—and it’s just what she needs when her latest relationship mishap goes viral! So with her bags packed and a new determination to sort her life out, Minna decides to drown her sorrows with the best hot chocolate in the world at her godmother’s cosy Swiss chalet.

He killed my family. So I took his daughter. My enemy murdered my family in cold blood. The time has come to claim my revenge. His daughter thinks she escaped from the clutches of her mob boss father. But I’m coming to show Cassandra that she can never run from me.

I can buy my secretary’s submission—or I can take it the hard way. My ex-wife’s fatal car crash left me with a cruel gift: A daughter I never knew I had. I am a billionaire. A mob boss. A titan. Not a babysitter. I need a woman’s touch to help raise my daughter. My secretary doesn’t know it yet, but her life is about to change. Charlotte is gorgeous. Feisty. And best of all…desperate. So from now on, we’re going to do things my way. It starts with five little words: “Let me own you, kitten.”

Foxed: to be thrown into a state of uncertainty—flustered, bamboozled, bewildered, puzzled, vexed. A.k.a., me. Jed Marshall. Fifty-five-year-old successful classic-car mechanic; divorced, mostly closeted, and whose wholly inexperienced bisexuality has suddenly awakened after one smoldering look and said, "Damn, who’s the hottie?" Or words to that effect.

All it took was one look for Kye "Fox" Pearson to know that Dahlia Mackenzie was meant to be his. Then she took off with plans to head to Europe for three months, forcing him to chase her down. Being stranded by a hurricane in a safe house with only one bed was the opening he needed to claim the fiery redhead. Unfortunately, someone was out for revenge against the club president . . . and his woman ended up being in the line of fire.

She thinks she owns me. She’s never been more wrong. My second-in-command sold me out. Stabbed me in the back. Betrayed me to our sworn enemies. Now, I’m the prisoner of the Irish mob. Their don wants to beat me down.

To be fair, I didn’t know he was my boss when I slept with him. I thought he was just the kind stranger offering me a place to stay. But one night in Misha Orlov’s hotel room got me way more than I bargained for.

I got pregnant from a one-night stand. I wasn’t going to tell the father...until I walked into the office and found out he’s my new boss. Here’s some advice: Don’t sleep with your boss. Here’s some more: Don’t sleep with your married boss. And while I’m at it: Don’t sleep with your married, dangerous, billionaire, completely incapable-of-feeling boss because all he’s going to do is break your heart and your body and leave you to cry in the ashes. But I’ve never been good at taking my own advice.

She's ours, even if she doesn't know it. Even if she isn't a wolf-shifter. Even if her shifter hasn't surfaced yet. I've endured far too many years of torture and abuse with the only thought keeping me alive, the only thing that enabled me to endure the pain and agony being bestowed on me, was the hope of finding my divinely chosen true-mate. Our true-mate. And there's no way in hell we're losing her now that we've found her. She may not be a wolf but I'm still her alpha and once her shifter emerges there will be no denying that fact… or us.

At first, Misha Orlov was the boss who got me pregnant. But he has become so much more than just that. He’s my husband and the father of my babies (yes, as in plural). He’s my pakhan. He’s my last hope.

Kenzie is a void witch. Only a handful have ever existed. And now she's trying to find out where she belongs in the paranormal world. Thankfully her mates have never cared about her witch status. They love her for her - even if one of them is playing hard to get. Kenzie plans to make Hunter beg.

I lied. I ran. I hid. But Nikolai Zhukova found me anyway. And now that I’m his again, he’s making sure I never repeat my mistakes. He’s putting his ring on my finger and marching me down the aisle—whether I like it or not.

A chance meeting turns into a once-in-a-lifetime offer. The billionaire don needs a blank slate to turn into his perfect politician’s wife. I’m homeless and desperate—what do I have to lose?

Seven stories of love and loss, drama and glamour, hope and rejection, from a writer at the height of his powers. A brilliantly witty, funny and tender collection of stories that draws on the wealth of film and TV ideas Rupert Everett has created over the course of his career, The American No will delight and surprise his many fans.