Ergebnis für "Penelope" in Literatur & Belletristik

Friederike Freifrau von Flickenstein hat vermeintlich alles, was man sich als adlige Frau ihrer Zeit nur wünschen kann: Sie wohnt in einem herrschaftlichen Anwesen, ist mit einem großzügigen Mann verheiratet und wird von Dienstboten hofiert. Wenn nur der sexuelle Frust nicht wäre – von einer höflich-verklemmten Nummer die Woche wird man eben auch nicht glücklich, vor allem nicht, wenn man davon fantasiert, dass einen der eigene Mann einfach mal richtig rannimmt und einen dabei verbal demütigt.

Tiernan de Haas doesn’t care about anything anymore. The only child of a film producer and his starlet wife, she’s grown up with wealth and privilege but not love or guidance. And when they suddenly pass away, she knows she should be devastated. But has anything really changed? She’s always been alone, hasn’t she? Jake Van der Berg, her father’s stepbrother and her only living relative, assumes guardianship of Tiernan who is still two months shy of 18. She's sent to live with him and his two sons, Noah and Kaleb, in the mountains of Colorado.

Zwei Paare wagen einen Partnertausch der extremen Art: Die Männer überlassen ihre willigen Subfrauen dem jeweils anderen für zwei Wochen zur freien Verfügung. Amanda und Jacky finden sich nicht nur in einem komplett anderen sozialen Milieu wieder, sondern stellen auch schnell fest, dass die sadistische Kreativität ihrer Master auf Zeit von dem Projekt regelrecht beflügelt wird. Diese treiben ihre Tauschfrauen ohne Mitleid bis an ihre Grenzen: Sie werden gedemütigt und gequält, in bizarren Doktorspielen untersucht und müssen wildfremde Männer sexuell bedienen.

Seit Manuela in der Videosammlung ihres großen Bruders einen Pornofilm entdeckt hat, ist es um sie geschehen. Der gut bestückte Hauptdarsteller "Dick Hudson", auch genannt "der Hengst aus Schweden" geht ihr nicht mehr aus dem Kopf. Sie will alles daran setzen um ihn kennenzulernen. Kurz entschlossen bewirbt sie sich bei der Pornoproduktionsfirma um eine Darstellerrolle. Und tatsächlich wird sie zu einem Casting eingeladen und bekommt einen Job.

Penelope schüttelt verständnislos den Kopf. Sünde! Immer wieder benutzt ihr Vater dieses Wort. Was sie und Randolf getan haben, war doch ... Sünde! Die Strafe: Ihr Vater verstößt sie aus der Familie! Abgeschoben. In ein Kloster. Verflixt – wenn sie doch nur ihre Finger ruhig halten könnte. Aber nein, ständig gehen diese frechen, aufmüpfigen Dinger auf Wanderschaft. Was Penelope vorfindet, macht sie erst sprachlos. Aber dann wird entfesselt, worum es ihr geht: Neugierde – Leidenschaft – Sex. Der Name des Klosters: »Glückliche Frauen«.

Erika: His name is Michael Crist. My boyfriend's older brother is like that scary movie that you peek through your hand to watch. He's handsome, strong, and completely terrifying. The star of his college's basketball team and now gone pro, he's more concerned with the dirt on his shoe than me.

I never minded being locked up. I learned a long time ago that being treated like an animal gives you permission to act like one. Their only mistake is believing anything I do is an accident. I can sit in this house with no internet, television, liquor, or girls, but I'll come out of here with something far more frightening to my enemies. A plan. I just didn't expect one of my enemies to come to me. I can smell her hiding in the house. She's here. Blackchurch houses five prisoners. I'm only one of her problems.

Kade and Hunter Caruthers. Brothers. Twins. My cousins. In a way, they’re my family. Protective. Indulgent. My best friends. But there was something else there, too. That ever-present whisper that reminded me more as I got older that we didn’t actually share any blood. They used to be inseparable. We all were, but not anymore. I don’t know why Hunter left or why he joined a rival team in Weston—that Rebel town across the river—to stand on the opposite side of the field from his brother, but Kade is out for blood now and Hunter has finally decided to engage.

I met Bianca in an elevator. She was on her way to interview me when we got stuck. The beautiful raven-haired reporter assumed I was a delivery guy because of the way I was dressed. She had no clue I was really Dex Truitt, the wealthy, successful businessman she'd dubbed "Mister Moneybags" - her afternoon appointment. Bianca told me how much she hated Dex's type - snobby, over-educated, silver-spooned men who didn't appreciate the simple things in life.

I owe him a debt. A big one. The payment can't be settled with money or favors. He only wants one thing. Me. Every action gets a reward. A button. Once I fill his jar with 365 buttons, he'll let me go. He'll let me walk away. But I have to earn every single one. By submitting to the darkest, cruelest, and most beautiful man I've ever known.

I drowned to death. I held my breath as long as I could, but then my lungs sucked in water hoping it was air, and it was a painful and brutal ending, an internal drowning, my heart beating so hard desperate for oxygen...until it just stopped. I could never forget it…even if I wanted to. Bastien assumes our relationship is over. That I'll run for the hills and wash my hands clean of the most dangerous man in Paris. But I'm not going anywhere. Not now. Not ever. I ran before, but not anymore. I can tell it means the world to him.

Jack and Dylan are committed to each other as partners and friends. The duo has been looking for a Little girl to complete their age-play family for a long time. Now, a call from Dr. Richards asking for their help with a very sick young woman who is a mistreated and abandoned Little gives them hope that she is the Little whom they have been seeking.

One night. No names. No limits. Until he walks into the boardroom—and she realizes her wildest night just became her new reality. Olivia Reilly never expected the man who rocked her world to be her new billionaire boss. Cold, commanding Asher King acts like he doesn't remember her—but the way he watches her says otherwise.

My husband is cruel, ruthless, and despicable. I hate him with every fiber of my being. The only reason I haven't killed him or tried to run away is because of the promise I made. I sold myself to save someone I loved...and this is the price I have to pay. I was sitting alone in a bar when the most handsome man walked inside. Striking blue eyes, cheekbones as sharp as glass, and a muscular body fit for a war. He was gorgeous. I couldn't take my eyes off him. When he bought me a drink, I didn't say no. I'd been unfulfilled for so long, and I wanted a real man for the night.

I get it, most humans grit their teeth and bear it through their time with The Solar Breeding Agency. It’s a necessity, a way out of the shambles the Intergalactic Alliance has erected around us. But for me, it’s because I can’t stand another second trapped between these four walls. Where others wither and hunger, I have opportunities, but at what cost?

With dinosaurs as house pets and a powerful dragon on his side, Sid Marshall isn’t just surviving on K’Shaul, he’s thriving. Of course his magical A.I., Opal, has to cancel the thriving part. She has a primary mission Sid’s been avoiding, and she won’t stop talking about it.

Mister Moneybags. Periculos de sexy este Bestseller New York Times. Am cunoscut-o pe Bianca în lift. Trebuia să aibă un interviu, dar liftul s-a blocat. Jurnalista seducătoare a crezut că sunt vreun curier, judecând după hainele mele. Habar n-avea că sunt Dex Truitt, omul de afaceri...

One wild and reckless night changed my life three years ago. I got a taste of what it meant to be with a real man - how just a whisper could ignite my desire, and his commanding voice could have me kneeling at his feet in submission. He was my everything and I only knew him for a few hours. But like everything good in my life, it went up in flames. When I learned the truth about him, I ran as fast as I could. I’d like to think I would’ve stayed if I knew about the baby… but I doubt even that would’ve stopped me, not after what I learned.

My father married me off to one of the most powerful men in Italy. Maverick DeVille. But I call him the wolf. He calls me his sheep. The arranged marriage was detested by us both, but we had to make sacrifices for the right reasons. He needed to avenge his mother, and I needed protection from the mobs that want to torture me. He's not what I pictured for my husband. He's ruthless, calloused, and cold. His walls are higher than mine. He possesses cruelty that makes him feared. But it doesn't take long for me to respect him...even like him.

I’m supposed to be his prisoner—but I’m the one that won’t let him leave. Every time he has a new hit, the separation is unbearable. I wait for him to come home on pins and needles. I paint alone in the bedroom, and now my artwork has changed. I used to paint homes and landscapes…but now I’ve painted a person. A man standing on the bank of a lake surrounded by snow.