Ergebnis für "Lovesick" in Zeitgenössische Liebesromane

Dancer and self-proclaimed perfectionist, Merit Lawson, has spent her whole life appeasing others, including walking away from a promising dance career. After she collapses following a heart-related incident at her old college, her helicopter parents relocate her back home to snowy Minnesota—where hockey is a religion, and the players are gods. Merit wants one last night of freedom before she's thrown into a maelstrom of inflated egos and bad decisions, even if that means becoming a hookup culture statistic.

Life has gotten kind of stagnant. Then Lizbeth literally crashes into my world with her ideas of storybook romance and love. Her silky red hair drives me to distraction. What the hell is a meet-cute anyway?

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 good at. And, unlike her, I've already been scarred by the cruelties of our world. So I did the only thing I could do, the only thing that would ensure that they'd never go looking for her. I offered myself to big bad wolves instead.

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 vicious killers. When I first showed up on their doorstep, I was a toy. A shiny new object for the big bad wolves in designer suits to play with. They could use and abuse me as much as they wanted, and I knew no one would step in to stop them. I was nothing to them. That is, until I became everything.

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. But I never claimed to be totally sane. Offering myself in Alex's place was borderline suicidal, but I strolled into the lion's den anyway. While the brothers definitely lived up to their ruthless reputation, I discovered they had a weakness after all—me.

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."

He was a billionaire bad boy, my best friends brother, and I was hopelessly in love. When I saw him again at her wedding, he looked at me like I was a woman. I gave him my virginity, and it was worth the wait, it was electric though I knew this was nothing but a dream. His father called me a whore and paid me to leave. He was engaged to another beautiful woman. I was heartbroken and lovesick. I thought I would never recover from losing my true love. But I was not lovesick, I had a secret, I was pregnant with his baby.