Ergebnis für "Pretty Girls" in Liebesromane

Lee Child says it’s “stunning… certain to be a book of the year.” Kathy Reichs calls it “extraordinary… a major achievement.” Gillian Flynn says of Karin Slaughter: “I’d follow her anywhere.” Sisters. Strangers. Survivors. More than twenty years ago, Claire and Lydia’s...

Nichts ist gefährlicher als Liebe – vor allem, wenn du dich zwischen zwei Menschen entscheiden musst... Sarah hat alles riskiert, um sich und ihre Zwillingsschwester Payton vor dem Gegenangriff der mächtigen Darlingtons und ihrer Clique zu schützen. Doch der Preis dafür ist hoch, denn Holden vertraut ihr nicht mehr. Gefangen in einem Netz aus Lügen und Intrigen, liegt es nun an Payton, Sarah zu retten, bevor diese darin zu ersticken droht. Sarah wiederum muss sich entscheiden: Will sie einen letzten verzweifelten Versuch wagen, Holden zurückzugewinnen, oder kann sie Monroe doch verzeihen?

Nichts ist heißer als Rache – außer vielleicht Monroe Darlington... Sarah traut ihren Augen nicht, als ihre Zwillingsschwester Payton verstört und voller blauer Flecke vor ihrer Tür steht. Seit Payton ein Studium an der Columbia University in New York begonnen und sich einer neuen Clique zugewandt hat, herrscht Funkstille zwischen den beiden. Mit Mühe kriegt sie aus Payton heraus, wer ihr das angetan hat: nämlich niemand anderer als ihre neuen, ach-so-guten Freunde!

Nichts ist süßer Verrat – außer wenn dein eigenes Herz dabei zerbricht... Nach allem, was Sarah in New York erlebt hat, weiß sie nicht mehr, wem sie noch glauben kann. Selbst Monroe und ihre eigene Zwillingsschwester Payton scheinen Geheimnisse vor ihr zu haben. Zudem muss sich Sarah eingestehen, dass sie mehr als nur Sympathie für ihren Nachbarn Holden empfindet. Um ihre Rachepläne nicht zu gefährden, beschließt Sarah, ihre wirren Gefühle unter Verschluss zu halten und die eiskalten Spielchen der High-Society-Clique weiter mitzuspielen.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

Eine Prinzessin wird zur Drachenreiterin! Einen Drachen fliegt man nur zu zweit. Es ist eine Ehre – und ein Todesurteil, zumindest für den schwächeren der beiden Drachenreiter, dessen Lebenskraft von der Magie des Drachen verschlungen wird. Um einer Zwangsheirat zu entgehen, meldet sich Prinzessin Caja dennoch freiwillig, eine Drachenreiterin zu werden. Aber nur einer erklärt sich bereit, ihr Partner zu werden: der viel zu starke Reiter Sy mit seinem Drachen Eleni. Damit Caja überlebt, müssen sie ihre Kräfte ins Gleichgewicht bringen, und kommen sich dabei näher als gedacht.

We became famous overnight. One day, I was a twenty-four-year-old drummer slinging pizzas to make ends meet, and the next, I was a member of the most popular alternative band ever. Despite being world-famous, there was no connection in it. I'd lost touch with reality, with intimacy. I couldn't find a place to be normal. I'd lived my entire life straight-edged while watching obsession destroy my best friend. Obsession terrified me—that is until I met him.

Damn it! Die ehrgeizige New Yorker Anwältin Rebecca sitzt gewaltig in der Patsche. Sie soll zu einem Geschäftsessen der Kanzlei ihren Verlobten mitbringen. Der existiert allerdings nur in ihrer Fantasie. Wo kann sie auf die Schnelle einen Mann auftreiben? Letzter Ausweg ist ein Escortservice, bei dem sie sich einen eleganten Begleiter für das wichtige Dinner mietet. Dummerweise schickt man ihr ausgerechnet Logan, einen selbstverliebten Macho, der Rebecca zur Weißglut bringt.

The Sick Boys feed on the order they create. They rule Eastpoint University just as their families have for decades. But their power doesn't stop there. The three of them are heirs to some of the largest fortunes in the world, and behind that kind of wealth lies an underworld of corruption. On the surface, they're perfect princes and he is their king. But underneath it all, they're filled with blood, lies, and secrets. With all of their connections, they have the power to crush anyone who gets in their way.

At Blackfriars University, there’s one whispered rule: Stay inside the night before Halloween. Hide under your blankets and hope the Orpheus Society isn’t the monster outside your window. If they get you, you won’t just be humiliated. They’ll put you six feet under. But I’ve screwed up. I found bones in a shallow grave. Another good girl, just like me. Now I’ll do whatever it takes to get to the truth. I’ll tempt the dark priest with forbidden tastes. I’ll be their shameful little secret. Their plaything. Their sacrifice.

Kiss him, sleep with him, but don’t ever fall in love with him. The first time Wes Archer steps into Jack of Clubs, an exclusive London pleasure club, he’s completely confident he can heed the tried-and-true advice about becoming an escort. Wes gives himself away for free with casual hookups all the time. Why not make some cash doing what he already loves? And cash is something he desperately needs. His brother’s gambling addiction has taken their family’s home, saddled Wes with insurmountable debts, and compromised his chances for finishing his degree.

I might be the best-selling solo artist in the world, but my personal life is a disaster. For every number one album, there's a sea of my worsts, all documented in photos. Bad break-ups. Destroyed hotel rooms. Fights. Drugs. And just as many rumors. Every headline reaffirms the walls I've built around myself. Fame destroys everything it touches, and I can't let anyone close. The only exception is my best friend—Lowe Wilder

I'm careful not to show my face, so why do I feel like I'm being watched when the camera turns off? No one should know who I am or be able to find me, but they do—and things quickly spiral out of control. The two unhinged men who fill my cam chat with all the deplorable things they want to do to me are closer than I think. To them, I'm just a pretty little tease. Their obsession turns into something so much more than I bargained for. I should have run away when they found me because now it's too late for me to be anything except theirs.

Detective Micah Hart wasn't sure when his fairly safe, predictable life became something more closely resembling a dumpster fire. But if he had to pinpoint an exact moment, he would say it was the first time he went undercover as a prostitute in an attempt to bait the notorious serial killer who was stalking New York City's streets—the media-dubbed Hooker Hunter. It's when Damon Romano plows into his life, with his fierce protective energy, and those thick thighs, and the bluest eyes Micah has ever seen.

When half your face is covered in a big, blotchy birthmark, you get used to the staring and the whispers. You get used to feeling unwanted. Until he walks into my bar.... Tall, gorgeous, and all kinds of out of place. And the way he looks at me ain’t like no way I've ever seen before.

Merciless. Wicked. Treacherous. Sinners. Waking up tied to a bed wasn’t how I envisioned my morning going. In fact, after the Kings found out my dirty little secret, I should be dead. But if there’s an opportunity to play dangerous games, best believe the Kings are the first to call the shots. They’ve crossed a line with me, and the Lords are ready to retaliate. This isn’t just a war between the two sides anymore, and I’m not just a nobody now. I’m a queen who will stop at nothing to protect what belongs to me. This is a game of survival, and I’ve never been so ready to play.

After Emery Hazard loses his job as a detective in Saint Louis, he heads back to his hometown - and to the local police force there. Home, though, brings no happy memories. Hazard's new partner, John-Henry Somerset, had been one of the worst tormentors, and Hazard still wonders what Somerset's role was in the death of Jeff Langham, Hazard's first boyfriend. When a severely burned body is discovered, Hazard finds himself drawn deeper into the case than he expects. Determining the identity of the dead man proves impossible, and solving the murder grows more and more unlikely.

They say revenge is a dish best served cold. I’d had four years to stew on what Daria Followhill did to me...now my heart was completely iced. I took her first kiss. She took the only thing I loved. I was poor. She was rich. The good thing about circumstances? They can change. Fast. Now, I’m her parents’ latest shiny project. Her housemate. Her tormentor. The captain of the rival football team she hates so much. Yeah, baby girl, say it. I’m your foster brother. There’s a price to pay for ruining the only good thing in my life. She’s about to shell out some serious tears.

The pretty boy. The loner. Old Hollywood. I had all kinds of names as the least-known member of the most famous band in the world. Behind all the hype and masks, I'm just a Pretty Wreck. No one knows the disaster I am, my secrets hidden behind style and a smile. I've been running for as long as I can remember, but I can't get away from the gilded cage of fame. I don't know how much longer I'll be able to keep it together. I'm forced to go back on tour to play the summer concert circuit, and so is the guy I've avoided for two years.

I've always been the outcast—awkward, invisible, a loser. My pet rat and my computer are my only friends. I've accepted the fact that I'll probably die a lonely virgin—until I pick up the hottest man I've ever met for a ride home. An impulsive invitation, a strange encounter. He's way out of my league. Then he tosses me out, sending me back into the hole I'd crawled out of. I didn't think I'd ever see him again—until I walked into my new job two months later. Turns out, he's my new boss.