Ergebnis für "Mr. Loverman" in LGBT

Barrington, geboren und aufgewachsen in Antigua, liebt seine Retro-Anzüge und hat immer das passende Shakespeare-Zitat parat. Mit seiner Frau Carmel führt er ein beschauliches Leben in Hackney, London: zwei Kinder, ein Haus, Ruhestand. Doch unter der perfekten Oberfläche führt Barry ein Doppelleben. Sein Freund Morris ist ebenfalls nach England ausgewandert – denn die beiden führen seit jeher eine heimliche Beziehung. Während sich ihre Ehe auf den Abgrund zubewegt, entscheidet Barry, dass er endlich offen mit Morris zusammenleben will.

The year is 1811 and the new rector of Hunsford, Mr. William Collins, must be above reproach. He must be respectable, pious, good at losing at quadrille, and disapproving of popular novels. Above all, he must obey his terrifying patroness, Lady Catherine de Bourgh. When William's boyhood friend Jem arrives, looking for safe harbor from the press-gangs, William's "perfect clergyman" disguise begins to slip. A farm laborer's son, Jem is gentle and loyal, and being with him is all William wants.

I’m not sure how it happened, but it turns out I’ve unknowingly been dating three people. Friends don’t spoil other friends, apparently. My trust fund means I can afford to, though, and what’s a meal here and there? Or some clothes? Or textbooks? That doesn’t mean we’re dating, right? Others disagree. If I want to get through the rest of college knowing who my friends are, I need help from someone who knows all about dating and can tell me what not to do. Someone like Mr. Romance.

A second chance at love is in the cards for two women working a stylish California wedding in this charming debut romance. If Kit Larson believes one thing, it’s that the cards never lie. She’s seen it proven time and time again as a tarot reader and mystic influencer. But unfortunately the...

Kissing my best friend was a stupid mistake. It earned me a few good hits to the face by his hulking boyfriend, Sebastian, and I can admit that I deserved that. Agreeing to let my stepbrother move in is another stupid mistake, and every single day since he moved in feels worse than Sebastian's beefy fists. Nicolas Aldana has always hated me. His dad marrying my mom ruined his life, and he never lets me forget it. And I hate him too. I don't care how big of a glow-up the guy has had, I. Hate. Him. But what I don't hate is the way his hands feel wrapped around my neck . . .