Ergebnis für "Rosen" in Militär

As one of the world's most hated celebrities, I'm used to unwanted attention. But when I woke up one morning to find a mysterious man had broken into my house, I knew I needed security, fast. Enter "The Angels," my three ex-military bodyguards. Having three gorgeous men guarding me 24-7 sounds like a dream come true, but it turns out to be a nightmare. They're always here, watching me. Caring for me. Protecting me. They tell me to ignore them and go about my business, but I can't even think with them so close. The spark is too intense.

Growing up, Jude McCallister was the bane of my existence. My best friend. Fiercest ally. The most annoying boy in the world. At 18, the boy I loved to hate became the man I couldn’t live without. We were young. Madly in love. Invincible. Strong enough to weather any storm. Cocky enough to believe that no amount of time or distance could destroy us. When Jude finally returned home from overseas, it should have been cause for celebration. But the man I’d fallen in love with was gone, and in his place was someone I no longer recognized.

I can't stop thinking about her. We're friends. Best friends. She's the one I can talk to. Guy like me, in this life, that's priceless. Especially since I just was discharged from the military with an injury that's changed my life. She's precious to me, but I can't go there. Right?

We had one night together, and then she ghosted. Apparently, I'm not part of her "life plan". Whatever, angel. Plans change. She thinks I'm a player. That I won't stick around. She thinks I don't have what it takes to be a dad.

Welcome to Alpha Mountain, where strong, alpha men will move mountains to protect and claim their women.

As an event planner, Gillian Romano’s an expert at rolling with the punches and solving unexpected problems. But her flight getting hijacked while returning from a job is definitely out of her skill set. Passengers are being murdered, and when she’s chosen by the terrorists to be their mouthpiece, even more innocent lives rest on Gillian’s shoulders. Only the calm, reassuring voice on the other end of the line keeps her sane, forging a bond with a stranger she’s never seen but trusts with her life.

He's a grumpy prisoner of war who won't let anyone around him. She's the ball of sunshine that pushes his boundaries. What happens when she pushes too far? A year of being tortured as a POW has left him lost in his own head. Until she walks in . . . his best friend's little sister. She's full of sunshine and smiles, while he can't stand to be touched, but he still feels drawn to her.

Her: I wanted to have a pity party of one when I went for that beer. I never imagined I would meet a dark and dangerous man. That man took me on the wildest ride of my life. Literally and figuratively. He quickly became my entire world. Him: I didn't know I was looking for her. I saw her warming that bar stool and knew she would be mine. A man like me doesn't deserve the likes of her. But damned if I didn't take it. Her: When we met for the first time we didn't know that we already had a connection.

I moved to escape my past and give my daughter and me a fresh start. Now, I'm a respected social worker for a private VA clinic, and I devote my time to helping veterans find their way in civilian life. I have no time for relationships, and to be honest, I'm too shy to attempt it. Then he keeps getting thrown in my path: Shadow, the enforcer for the Devil's Soldiers MC. A man who is making me question what I want and also pulling at my heart with every piece of himself he gives me.

Hooking up with Quincy was a no-brainer. The sexy hot-shot Navy pilot wasn’t on my SEAL team. I thought she’d be safe for a one-night stand. I realized too late she wasn’t a one-and-done for me. But now she thinks I’m a player. Okay, she knows I’m a player. Which is why she won’t go there with me again. Quincy’s on my team. We live in the same bunkhouse. We’re friends. I don’t want to screw that up. Being near her is pure torture. I don’t know how much longer I can last Before I risk the biggest mistake of all—losing her.

When Aspen Mesmer asks a complete stranger to kiss her one night in a bar, she never expects to have an immediate connection with the man. Kane “Brain” Temple knows he isn't the kind of man women look at twice, but when Aspen did just that after their explosive impulsive kiss, he's thrilled. But even as things between them get serious, someone doesn’t want either to be happy, and is willing to do whatever it takes to break them apart.

Go in and save my friend's girl. That was the mission. I never expected her, the girl who wasn’t supposed to be there. She’s injured…and mine. So, I take her back to my cabin to care for her. Only she wasn’t supposed to want to leave…. I have no problem holding her against her will until that first tear falls.

He was the only one to survive the blast that killed the unit. She was the only one to survive the accident that changed her life. He was the sole survivor in the attack on his unit. He doesn't believe he should have lived and that is holding back his healing. The survivor's guilt is strong. Fortunately, Mia knows a thing or two about survivor's guilt. He may not want to listen to what she has to say but she isn't giving up on him. When a ghost from his past triggers not just him but her too the amount of strength he has determines who he runs after.

Ridge McCallister: King of the junkyard. God of the gridiron. Cypress Springs’ beloved bad boy. With just a wink and a smile, he has most girls at his beck and call. Good thing I’m immune to his (debatable) charms. Don’t get me wrong, he is beautiful. With the body of a Greek god and the face of a fallen angel, who could resist? Too bad he’s so…Ridge. Every time he opens his mouth, I want to punch him. Or kiss him. No, I don’t want that. Not at all. Not even a little bit. Yet here I am in a no-strings-attached summer fling with the guy I love to hate.

Of course, my brother went and got himself hurt on this last deployment. I don't know what I expect at the hospital but I don't expect Noah, the man who saved my brother's life. I don't expect him to also save me . . . or that I will have to save him.

As a civilian contractor, Sierra Clarkson thought she’d found the perfect way to serve her country, short of joining the military...until she was kidnapped from a base in Afghanistan. Turns out terrorists don’t care if you’re a soldier or not; everyone bleeds the same. Even worse, no one knows she’s been taken. Her missing belongings point to desertion - which means no one is looking for her, either. But someone is. Fred “Grover” Groves never forgot the redheaded spitfire working the chow line on a base in the Afghani desert.

When Devyn Groves needed a place to get away, she left her Midwestern state and headed for Texas, to the town where her Delta Force brother is stationed. It was supposed to be a brief stop, a safe and temporary refuge on the way to wherever she decided to settle next. Fast-forward over a year later, and she’s made amazing friends, is working part time as a vet tech, and is no closer to leaving. But there’s always the possibility...which is why she keeps Lucky, her brother’s teammate, at arm’s length. Even though it’s the last thing she wants to do.

I learned the hard way what it's like to lose people you love. As an alpha, I vowed never to let that happen again. That means keeping my focus. Never letting my guard down. And, most of all, staying away from civilians—i.e. humans. But the feisty chocolatier has me breaking my own rules.

High above the Mediterranean, on the French Riviera, stands a beautiful pink stucco villa. Once a playground for the rich and glamorous, now—in the aftermath of World War I—it is a convalescent home for sick and wounded nurses. Scottish Flora Garvie is here recovering from four traumatic years on the ambulance trains. And here she will meet again charismatic but troubled Kit Carlyle, a regimental chaplain who no longer believes in his calling and certainly doesn't believe himself worthy of Flora's love.

It was one freaking kiss with a stranger. I wasn't looking for a hero the day Brent Eden charged into my life. He saw a damsel in distress facing humiliation. We played pretend. Swore I was his. Baited sweet chaos. Blew apart everything. My dating disaster? Gone. Our kiss? Electric. Divine. Toe-curling. His mistake? Oh, boy. Dropping the ultimate F-bomb: fiancée. Especially when my gossipy cousin tells the whole family.