Ergebnis für "Lords" in Action & Abenteuer

Ruthless. Lethal. Handsome as sin. The devil has always been wrapped in a tempting package. And that's Mason Kincaid. King of Vegas and of sinners. He owns half this town and runs the other half with an iron fist. He's pretty much everything I've learned to avoid. I dated his brother a few years back when I thought a bad boy would be fun. It did not take long for me to learn the Kincaids are not fun. They are the snakes in the garden…

Battered by the sea, Adam remembers nothing of his past, his ducal rank, nor of the shipwreck that almost claimed his life. However, he's delighted to hear that the golden-haired vision tending his wounds is his wife. Mariah's name and face may not be familiar, but her touch, her warmth, feel deliciously right....

Elion and I have escaped the evil encroaching on the castle and fled to Elion's ice-covered estate. We're finally together, but the peace we find in his childhood home is short-lived. We spend our days working with friends to restore the true king to the throne—something his son and an evil witch refuse to see happen—and our nights clinging to each other. The clock is ticking. Unless I can end Elion's curse, he'll die. In desperation, I search the kingdom, determined to break the witch's curse before it steals him from me forever. I refuse to lose him.

Leo Kincaid is my kryptonite. Ruthless. Lethal. Arrogant. Handsome as sin. So when he offers me one night of passion, I take it. Being with him is like nothing I've ever known. It's the hottest night of my life. But every time one thing feels right, ten fall apart.

Forget the steady strength in his bulging biceps, the tingling awareness coursing through her veins, or the patience, kindness, and empathy in his iridescent green-and-coffee-brown irises. Dannika already met her soul mate. Met, married, and mourned him. If something happened to her gorgeous mer warrior…No. She can’t go through that again. Her dreams were forgotten for a reason. There is no second chance for one true love...

Jake Kincaid is a beautiful beast in disguise. Older. Cunning. Ruthless. My family could only dream of having the power and success of the Kincaid's. Why my father tried to challenge them, I don't know, and I don't care. The only thing I want from this life is to get out. But my plans are ruined when my father can't make good on his debts, and the Kincaids send their most devilish weapon…. Jake.

The eldest of the Frobisher brothers, known as the lord of the privateers, Royd expects to execute the final leg of the rescue mission his brothers have been pursuing. What he does not expect is to be pressured into taking with him his emotional nemesis, childhood sweetheart, ex-handfasted bride, and business partner, Isobel Carmichael. But is it Isobel doing the pressuring, or his own restless, unfulfilled psyche? Isobel, unstoppably resolute and determined, has a mission of her own: find her cousin Katherine and bring her safely home.

Tall, dark, and handsome Benedict Carsington, Viscount Rathbourne is the perfect aristocrat. As the heir to the Earl of Hargate, he is renowned for his perfect manners, perfect breeding, and perfect wardrobe. Unlike his scandalous brothers, Benedict is in no danger of ending up in the scandal sheets - until he meets her. Bathsheba Wingate, is a member of the DeLucey family - the rotten side - notorious for being cheats, frauds, and swindlers.

RITA Award-winning, New York Times best-selling author Mary Jo Putney is justly celebrated as a master of the Regency romance. Here Alexander Randall is the last heir to the Earl of Daventry and he must find himself a bride. His prayers are answered in the form of distressed midwife Julia Bancroft. But though their union would benefit both parties, Julia is reluctant to surrender her heart.

I'm trapped in an engagement that feels like a life sentence. Likely why I had that extra glass of champagne at my getaway bachelorette party. This isn't some beautiful beginning, it's the end of my life... But when I stumble into the wrong hotel room, I run smack into the most sinfully delicious man I've ever laid eyes on…

John, Duke of Bedford, grew to manhood fighting for his father, King Henry IV of England, on the wild and lawless Northern Marches. A prince of the royal blood, loyal, strong, the greatest ally that his brother - the future Henry V - was to have. Filled with the clash of bitter rivalries and deadly power struggles, this is Georgette Heyer's last and most ambitious novel. 

After the death of his sweetheart when he was at university, Daniel Herbert buried his grief in medical studies and his passion for healing. Viewed as a saint by those who know him, in his own mind, he never quite manages to live up to his own high standards. Most men would be thrilled to learn they've inherited a title and estate from a distant relative, but Daniel is appalled because the burden of wealth will interfere with his medical calling.

Sometimes, even the most proper young lady yearns for adventure. But when the very well bred Miss Sarah Clarke-Townsend impulsively takes the place of her pregnant twin, it puts her own life at risk. If the kidnappers after her sister discover they've abducted Sarah instead, she will surely pay with her life....

New York Times best-selling author Mary Jo Putney has claimed two RITAs and four Golden Leaf Awards. Her mastery of the historical romance is evident in every word of Nowhere Near Respectable. Damian Mackenzie is an incorrigible gambler just honorable enough to save Lady Kiri Lawford from dangerous smugglers. That does not, however, mean he has any desire to return her romantic interest - until he learns Kiri’s not exactly the prim and proper lady society expects her to be.

He took me in off the street. Then he took me as his. Kraven Sokolov isn't the kind of man who tolerates being stolen from, even when it's just a girl who's been living out of her car hoping to get away with a quick dine and dash at his restaurant. By the time my punishment was over, I was on my knees with my bare ass bright red and arousal dripping down my thighs as I showed this infamous Bratva Pakhan how good of a girl I could be. Then he took me home with him, and every caress and climax made the truth more apparent.

First he took what he needed. Then he took what he wanted. When Beckham Kennedy burst into my bed and breakfast, this ruthless mafia boss didn't just demand a place to lay low with no questions asked. He demanded my complete surrender too. And with my bare ass still on fire from a shameful spanking in front of his men, he got it. But I grew up in the same world he did, so I know being claimed by this brute means more than just coming so hard I scream his name with every climax he forces from my helpless body.

By the time I made a run for it, I was already wearing his ring. It was an offer a broke girl with bills to pay and a sick mother to care for couldn't refuse. Marry a man I've never met without asking too many questions, and all of my troubles would be over. I didn't know he was a mob boss until it was too late.

He made me his before I even knew his name. When a gorgeous brute with piercing eyes and a body meant for sin washed up at my lakeshore beach, everything about him screamed out in warning. But I was still soaking wet and ready for him when he stripped me bare, his mouth, his hands, and his belt all demanding my complete surrender.

Yesterday he saved my life. Today he took me captive. I expected opening a brand-new veterinary clinic in New York City to be difficult, but I didn't anticipate being forced to dig a bullet out of the arm of a mafia kingpin on my very first day, let alone being taken captive and carried off to his estate with my ass still burning from his belt.

When Aksel Bergstrom ordered me to undress and put myself on display for him the first time, his instruction was sent by text, and he merely observed as I blushed and begged and climaxed. But now this bearded brute is here in person, stripping me bare and spanking my ass red for the slightest hint of defiance before tying me down and using my helplessly bound body shamefully. Because the bastard ravaging me like a Viking of old isn't some mysterious stalker. He's one of the Sons of Odin. And I belong to them now.