Ergebnis für "Sinful Empire" in Krimis & Thriller

What's mine, I keep, and that includes Keira Kilgore. It's no longer enough to have her in my debt. No longer enough to own her body. I want something more. She can try to resist, but I'll never give her up. Nothing will keep us apart. Not her. Not my enemies. No one. Her debt will only be paid one way - with her heart.

Als mein Chef anfängt, mich auf einer Firmenfeier zu belästigen, tue ich das Einzige, was mir einfällt; ich gebe vor, der arrogante Bratwa-Pakhan Dimitri sei mein Freund. Es funktioniert. Für eine Weile. Dann schlägt Dimitri vor, wir sollten einen Schritt weiter gehen und ›heiraten‹. Mein Chef lässt mich in Ruhe, Dimitri hat einen Ausweg aus der arrangierten Ehe mit der Tochter des rivalisierenden Mafiabosses Massimo. Eine Win-Win-Situation. Außer, dass die Heirat Giovanni nicht abschreckt. Wenn überhaupt, macht es ihn noch entschlossener, mich zu belästigen.

Lachlan Mount besitzt Keira Kilgore - und doch ist sie nicht mehr länger seine Gefangene. Er hat sie in seine Welt geholt, ohne zu ahnen, dass sie ein Teil davon werden könnte. Und jetzt ist sie alles für ihn. Seine Geliebte, seine Frau, die Partnerin, von der Mount nie wusste, dass er sie dringend braucht. Und als er Keira erneut zu verlieren droht, begreift er, dass damit auch der wichtigste Teil von ihm selbst - all seine Stärke - untergehen würde. Keiras Leben liegt in seinen Händen, und er muss es mit aller Macht beschützen, denn sein schwarzes Herz kann nie mehr ohne sie sein!

Er hat mich vor dem sicheren Tod gerettet, weigert sich aber, mir seine Identität zu verraten. Er sagte mir, er beobachte mich schon seit Jahren. Ich sollte Angst haben. Aber aus irgendeinem verrückten Grund vertraue ich ihm. Er ist in meinem Zimmer, während ich schlafe, und beschützt mich, Aber ich sehne mich nach mehr. Ich bettele ihn an, bis er mir gibt, was ich will. Trotzdem weigert er sich immer noch, mir zu zeigen, wer er ist. Er ist berauschend. Ich kann ohne ihn nicht atmen. Aber er verheimlicht mir etwas.

Gideon ist ein gefürchteter Drogenlord mit gefährlichen Verbindungen zur Unterwelt. Er verspricht Roman, einem Freund und ehemaligen Drogenhändler, sich um dessen Schwester zu kümmern - denn ihre Sicherheit steht auf dem Spiel. Doch als Roman in derselben Nacht stirbt, gerät alles aus den Fugen. Sasha, die Schwester von Roman, hat seit Jahren keinen Kontakt mehr zu ihm und ahnt nichts von seinem düsteren Leben oder der Gefahr, in der sie sich befindet. Plötzlich wird sie von Gideon entführt und in seinem Haus festgehalten - angeblich zu ihrem eigenen Schutz.

Er ist der Typ, für den ich schwärme, seit meine Schwester seinen Bruder geheiratet hat. Danil Koslov, der jüngste Koslov-Bruder. Und der Sexieste, wenn du mich fragst. Wir sind schon eine Weile befreundet, aber irgendetwas hat sich in unserer Beziehung verändert. Nur bin ich mir nicht sicher, ob er genauso fühlt. Als ich herausfinde, dass sein Bruder ihm befohlen hat, mir zu folgen, um mich vor einem Stalker zu schützen, fühle ich mich verraten. Ist das der einzige Grund, warum er mir näher gekommen ist, um seinen Brüdern etwas zu beweisen?

Rafael Huntsman, crown prince of a sinful empire. Possessive. Dangerous. Achingly beautiful. And consumed by a chilling past. When I was nineteen, he laid eyes on me like it was the very first time. From that moment, I was his. Although it wasn't until much later, under a moonlit sky in a vineyard awash with fairy lights, that I surrendered—and he disappeared. Then fate intervened. Now we're forced together in a treacherous criminal world. He's still dangerously seductive, but I'm not an innocent girl anymore. I have a secret that puts us both in peril—and there's no going back.

Emilio de Archard findet mich in einem Käfig. Gefangen von seinen Feinden, in erbärmlichem Zustand gehalten. Er rettet mich … nur um mich in einen weiteren goldenen Käfig zu sperren. Er ist der Boss der Mafia … Seine Worte sind Gesetz. In einer Sekunde macht er mir Angst. In der nächsten übt er unwiderstehliche Anziehung auf mich aus. Er geht mir unter die Haut. Verboten heiß. Dunkel. Absolut gefährlich. Er tötet für mich. In seiner Welt habe ich nichts verloren, egal was er empfindet … Die Jungfrau und das Böse. Unschuld gegen ein Leben in purer, ekstatischer Sünde.

I ran away from one organized crime household and found myself tripping right into another one. My father, the head of the Italian Mafia, is a bad man. He wants to marry me off to some creep I don’t know, but rather than succumb to that nightmare, I fled to Vegas, hoping to find a job and blend in. In the first week, I’ve been stolen from and beat up, and I have no money to my name, but I find a job as a bartender at RAPTURE, an upscale—okay, super bougie—adult club just off the Strip. I can’t believe my luck.

I was not without sin. I carried my name for a reason. Screwing things up was just part of who I was. Sometimes people got hurt because of me. Sometimes they died. After being exiled from the world I’d created with my best friends, I was left to punish myself for my sins against the girl they loved. The sins I spent hours begging whatever entity was out there to forgive me for. But maybe I wasn’t supposed to be forgiven. Maybe I was who I was because I was meant for something bigger than me. Maybe I was always meant for her. The girl with the colorful eyes who never spoke.

Some girls grow up in castles with fortresses to protect them from monsters. Other girls grow up in castles with fortresses to protect the monsters. I am both of these girls.

I’m not the type who has one-night stands. It wasn’t supposed to happen, okay? A couple of drinks and a sinful British accent later and I’m in bed with a stranger.

It was supposed to be easy: one night of sin with a beautiful stranger to forever cut ties with my Bratva past. But I didn't pick a stranger. I picked him. Hades Drakos, the dark prince of the Drakos Mafia family, is a lethally beautiful psychopath with a trail of broken hearts and bloodshed in his wake. Oh, and he's my client. It doesn't matter that our one night was under darkness, disguised by masks. He knows my secret sin. He knows it was my first time. And now, he'll use that to trap me as his own personal Persephone.

For years, all I dreamed about is getting away. Starting over… a new life. Far, far away from where I grew up. But I always expected to be the one to save myself. I was naïve enough to think the decision about where I went, and more importantly, who with would be up to me. Turns out, I never had a say. In any of it. My future had been mapped out long ago. A future that begins at eighteen when I’m ripped away from the only home I’ve ever known and thrust into a world darker than the one I was running from.

Our fate was sealed with a blood oath. She’s more than I expected. Beautiful. Fiery. Seductive. And hiding deadly secrets. Her angels play so nicely with my demons. I crave her touch. Her whimpers. Her obedience. Her light. Do I deserve her? No. Will that stop me from taking what’s rightfully mine? Also no.

Everything I thought I knew was a lie. Including the one I kept telling myself… that he was coming for me. The illusion that I was safe, shattered with every step as I ran. Much like Alex, this world is nothing more than wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing. Beautiful, breathtaking. Until you find yourself alone, running barefoot through the woods, second-guessing every shadow. What I need is a miracle, and thankfully one comes. Weak and broken, I find my way into my family’s waiting arms, against all odds.

I always knew marriage for me would never be to a man of my choosing. As a young girl, I was all too aware of the power I wielded in a world where men were supposed to be the superior gender. To the underworld, I was just a mafia princess. To my family, I was an equal. To my soon-to-be husband? Well, that was yet to be determined. But I prayed Enzo Bianchi was ready for me because I was damn sure prepared for him.

Meet a big-city cop trying to run her twin’s small-town lingerie shop and milk her goats, an Australian actor/professional werewolf who’s getting pretty bloody tired of hearing his tagline quoted back to him, an American businessman terrified of water who’s forced to wade into the Australian surf in his shirt and tie, and much more.

Maddox–Mad Dog–White hates everything the name Vitiello stands for, after he witnessed his father and his men getting butchered by the Capo of the Italian mob in their territory. Raised by his uncle, the president of the Tartarus MC, Maddox is destined to follow in his footsteps.

The last thing I wanted to do with my evening was get all dressed up just to allow old rich dudes to undress me with their leering eyes while I pretended to laugh at their crass jokes. The only funny thing about this situation is that it shouldn’t be me. My sister is the experienced dancer. I’m the innocent one. But with her down and our desperation at an all-time high, I didn’t have much choice. I even argued to get myself here, thanks to my guilt. How bad could it really be? Bad… worse than I expected. Eyes everywhere, hands itching to follow.