Ergebnis für "Lovesick" in Krimis & Thriller

I couldn't do broken. Broken is what he was. Broken is what I will always be. To his eyes, that held so much despair, I couldn't look for long. To his fist, that clenched so tightly, like he was locking away the sorrow. To his lips, that never uttered a word, from the years of heartbreak. And despite it all, I couldn't stay away from him. It was like he was drowning in an ocean, and I wanted to grab his face, and whisper to his lips, "Don't forget to breathe."

My mother trained me to be numb. To keep my volatile emotions carefully locked away. But when my drug-addicted stepfather decides to clear his debt by offering my sister to the Ruthless Mafia Men that run our city, I have no choice but to react. Keeping her safe is the only thing I've ever been...

I didn't want to be his friend. I wanted to stay alive. Now he's stalking every aspect of my life. And the scariest part is… he's not even trying to hide it. Dahlia I saved the wrong man. And once he pulled the trigger and I saw what he was capable of, I knew there was no going back. I tried...

All I ever wanted was to keep her safe. The last thing I expected was to fall for the bastards trying to hurt her. The Reapers of Caspian Hills are powerful men. So powerful that when my idiotic stepfather offered them my little sister, I knew no one in their right mind would try to stop them...

Late one night out on the Eastern Promenade Trail in Portland, Maine, the police discover an incoherent teenager sitting in a pool of blood, holding the body of his best friend and the murder weapon. The girl they both love has been missing for weeks. The kid's jealousy clearly drove him to murder. He says the missing girl is the love of his life. She also happens to be the girlfriend of the murder victim. It's an open-and-shut case, or so most of Portland thinks.

When you accidentally set your whole world on fire, sometimes it's easier to just let it burn. The Reapers were always supposed to be the villains in my story. They were the four ruthless brothers who ruled our city with an obscene amount of cash and more blood on their hands than the most...

She saved me once. She probably doesn't remember. I can't forget her. Fourteen years ago, when we were small, I was starving. Not just my stomach rumbling, but hungry for kindness. For someone to look at me like I mattered. She did. Until she couldn't look at me at all. I learned how to survive...