Ergebnis für "The Kill" in LGBT

For nineteen years, I have carved myself into a dutiful son, a courtier of unimpeachable wit, and a genuine delight at a tea party. Now that my success in society has planted me in the path of Mikhail Vasiliev, it's clear I'd have been better off keeping my head down. Prince Mikhail is the second son of a traitor. Third in line to the throne, he has a reputation for violence, debauchery, and being a thorn in the side of his cousin, King Dmitri. That is until the king decides to get him out of the way—by marrying him off. To me.

'Compelling, creepy and cool . . . a Thelma & Louise for our times' PAULA HAWKINS, author of The Girl on the Train 'Fierce, fun, wild and enraging' CHRIS WHITAKER, author of All The Colours of the Dark 'Razor-sharp writing, frenzied pace, twists and turns - prepare for impact!' BONNIE GARMUS...

Sebbie Life's pretty good. I love my job, I feed the crows in my yard, and I have some awesome friends. Sure, I was kidnapped by a cult recently, but my friends rescued me, so no harm done. And, okay, people do tend to die around me, but I work in a hospital. That's normal… right? Death isn't...

Millbrook House senior editor Keiran Chandler has spent years curating the best voices in crime lit, but when an unsolicited manuscript is handed to him at the Noir at the Shore mystery conference, truth collides with fiction. I Know What You Did is more than just another slush pile submission—it’s a direct threat.

No indiscriminate killing. No collateral damage. No unvetted targets. These are the rules Hawes Madigan lives by. Rules that make being Fog City's Prince of Killers bearable. Soon, he'll be king - of an organization of assassins - and the crown has never felt heavier. Until the mysterious Dante Perry swaggers into his life. Dante looks like a rock god and carries himself like one, too, all loose-limbed and casually confident. He also carries a concealed weapon, a private investigator's license, and a message for the prince.

Witches are evil. They’re everything that’s wrong with this world. My unit is tasked with finding and killing each and every one of them. Until he comes along. Caleb Carlyle. My next target. Silver hair, small with a big-boy attitude, and an offer I can’t refuse. Trade my cursed, frozen heart for his broken one. When we join forces, witches and hunters turn against us. Now we have to rely on each other for survival and I know this won’t end well.

Homicide detective Levi Abrams is barely holding his life together. He’s reeling from the fallout of a fatal shooting, and his relationship with his boyfriend is crumbling. The last thing he’s prepared for is a serial killer stalking the streets of Las Vegas. Or how he keeps getting thrown into the path of annoyingly charming bounty hunter Dominic Russo. Dominic likes his life free of complications. That means no tangling with cops—especially prickly, uptight detectives. But when he stumbles across one of the Seven of Spades’s horrifying crime scenes, he can’t let go, despite Levi’s warnings to stay away. The Seven of Spades is ruthless and always two moves ahead. Worst of all, they’ve taken a dangerously personal interest in Levi and Dominic. Forced to trust each other, the two men race to discover the killer’s identity, revealing hidden truths along the way and sparking a bond neither man expected. But that may not be enough to protect them.

Life is normal… suspiciously normal. During my long, lonely years as a hitman, I never realized that one day, I would have a family to call my own. Now, instead of stalking my targets and taking down people with a flick of my wrist, my specialties lie in things like planning sleepovers (why does Waylon look terrified?), The Fence hour (those are screams of joy), and involving others to help our child succeed (no, of course I didn’t abduct anyone).

I should never have taken that DNA test. Then maybe things wouldn't have gone so wrong… 'This is not just a thriller; it's a story that stays with you', Reader review ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Lily thought she was an ordinary woman with an ordinary life. But when a DNA test seems to reveal she carries...

“Fierce, fun, wild, and enraging.” —Chris Whitaker, New York Times bestselling author of All the Colors of the Dark “A real joy to read . . .Killer Potential earns Deitch a spot on the ‘new novelists to watch’ list.” — Associated Press An electric debut novel following two young...

Brought to you by Penguin. A chilling slasher from a razor-sharp new horror voice, perfect for fans of Grady Hendrix and the Scream franchise If you hear her knock, it’s already too late . . . Willow is in need of an escape. A former sitcom star, she’s been publicly shamed on the internet...

During a glamorous mafia wedding in the Hamptons, Mob lawyer Carlo Bianchi's life is turned upside down when he's targeted by an assassin. His savior? The last man he should want and the only one he’s been hooking up with lately: Nick Fontana, a merciless Morelli Family mobster with a heart of ice and a body so hot it’s the only thing that can make silver-tongued Carlo speechless. Nick took a life to save Carlo’s, so in the tinder-box gathering of multiple crime families, the wisest course of action seems to be to cover it up and keep very, very quiet. But one lie leads to another.

Nothing about Em's life is simple. He's treated worse than anyone in the house, punished for every minor infraction, and has zero chance of ever escaping his current situation. He dreams that someday he'll be free of this nightmare and finally find someone who will want to keep him. That dream may come true sooner than he thinks.

A little very big dragon finds his voice, two legs, and some delightful human appendages beyond in this MM high fantasy romance, featuring: one forlorn dragon-riding prince, a dragon who just wants to kiss the boy, two incredibly self-sacrificing doofuses, a road to pain paved with all the best intentions, and a plot to upend a kingdom.

This program is read by actor, singer, and dancer Jelani Alladin, who originated the role of Kristoff in Broadway's Frozen musical. A fierce and riveting queer coming-of-age story following the personal and political awakening of a young gay Black man in 1980s New York City, from the television...

August Morrison and Ricardo Torralba would really like to live a quiet life—as quiet as life can be for a couple of eccentric hitmen, anyway. Unfortunately for them, they pushed their luck with the authors, and demanded a sequel. So now, whether they like it or not, they’re getting a third installment.

JJ has a good life. One where he lives with the people he loves, gets to work in Saintly Sweets with his delicious boyfriend, and takes things a day at a time. Of course, that is until he comes across a broken boy so lost in a nightmare that he vows to do everything he can to help him wake from it. There's nothing Shepard Saint won't do for his JJ. Even help him figure out how to save someone who may be lost to the darkness. He knows this won't be easy, and the deeper they go, the harder it becomes to climb out.

Clever and ambitious, Special Agent Adam Darling (yeah, he's heard all the jokes before) was on the fast track to promotion and success until his mishandling of a high profile operation left one person dead and Adam "on the beach". Now he's got a new partner, a new case, and a new chance to resurrect his career, hunting a legendary serial killer known as the Crow in a remote mountain resort in Oregon.

Snakes don’t only crawl in the grass. River Martin has begun to reveal his true motives for being in Rainy Dale, and, shocker, it’s not good news for Maxwell. If Maxwell is going to go to war with River, he’ll need people on his side. In his quest to be more of a people person, he’s roped into attending the wedding of one of his young patients, Janelle Raiden. The bride is stunning in white silk tulle. The groom is appropriately doting. The cake is pure buttercream decadence. Everything about the wedding seems so very, very perfect. Until the groom’s dead ex-wife makes an appearance.

When the body of a young, gay, Black man, Gemmel Moore, was pulled out of the West Hollywood apartment of Ed Buck — a white, millionaire donor to the Democratic party — the coroner called it an accidental overdose. The police didn’t arrest Buck. And the media refused to report on it.