Ergebnis für "Of Women and Salt" in Krimis & Thriller

When I was a little girl, I dreamed a handsome knight would come and rescue me from my wretched mother. He'd ride up on his white steed and break the curse I've been fated to carry since the day I was born. Funny how things changed over time, how the fairytale twisted into something far more crooked—and darker—than I ever imagined. In reality, my knight is scarred and broken, living alone in a castle of bones that overlooks the sea. He isn’t searching for me. He never was.

After being a soldier, working as a bodyguard should have been simple: Keep the owner of DC’s ultra-secret club safe, don’t think about his midnight eyes or his devil’s smile, don’t surrender my body to his wicked desires. But I underestimated Mark Trevena and the power of his dark, seductive world. I underestimated the hold he’d have on me, the way I would do anything for him at all. And so when he asks me to escort his soon-to-be bride home, I can only—miserably, broken-heartedly–say yes.

Un chico es encontrado momentos antes de su muerte y acogido por una cariñosa familia. Dulce, precoz y lleno de talento, el niño florece en su nuevo hogar y la familia le muestra una vida que no había creído posible. Perose niega a decir una palabra sobre quién es realmente. Y a medida que crece y se convierte en un hombre, enamorándose y tomando clases en el prestigioso Conservatoire de Paris, casi está cerca de olvidar el terror de su pasado o la promesa que ha jurado mantener. Pero por toda Europa el mal se está despertando y nadie puede sentirse del todo seguro.

She always went too far. DS Alexandra Cupidi has done it again. She should have learnt to keep her big mouth shut after the scandal that sent her packing - resentful teenager in tow - from the London Met to the lonely Kent coastline. Murder is different here, among the fens and stark beaches. She was the one who found the killers. The man drowned in the slurry pit had been herded there like an animal. He was North African, like many of the fruit pickers that work the fields. The more Cupidi discovers, the more she wants to ask - but these people are suspicious of questions.

Isabelle's archaeologist father dies leaving a puzzle: a mysterious African amulet. But what is it? And why did he want her to have it? On impulse she takes a plane to Morocco to find out. But has Isabelle's curiosity got the better of her? Almost killed in an accident which damages the amulet (revealing more of its secrets), she realises she must be careful.

The first time I meet the devil, he knows my name. The second time I meet him, the truth becomes clear: Mark Trevena is to be my husband. No matter that we don't know each other. No matter that he's older than me; shameless and sinful; the owner of a secret club where the powerful come to play. My father has spoken, and I'll be the devil's bride the minute I graduate from college. Except my future husband has one condition for this arranged marriage: We have to pretend it’s real.