Ergebnis für "Villains of Lore Band 2 Bonds of Hercules Liebe das Monster in mir" in Liebesromane

Alexis hat sich in Sparta den Ruf einer unbarmherzigen, gefährlichen Kriegerin erworben. Das verlockt nicht wenige Männer, ihr Glück bei Alexis zu versuchen. Kharon und Augustus, die beiden düsteren Götter der Unterwelt geben sich jede Mühe ihr zu gefallen. Doch auch Alexis attraktive Mentoren Achilles und Patro sind sich auf einmal sicher, dass sie und Alexis füreinander bestimmt sind. Es sieht so aus, als müsste zwischen den Göttern wählen – aber ist das wirklich eine gute Idee?

In einer Welt, beherrscht von der Magie der Sonne und des Mondes, erwacht alle tausend Jahr ein uraltes Schicksal zweier legendärer Schwestern: das der heilenden Tochter des Lichts und der verderbenbringenden Tochter des Chaos. Ihre Existenz entfacht einen ewigen Kampf zwischen Licht und Dunkelheit, Macht, Verrat und einer verbotenen Liebe, die das gesamte Land zu verändern droht. A Monster so cursed: Thron der Schatten - eine epische Saga, die Forbidden Love und Enemies to Lovers in einer Welt voll dunkler Romantasy vereint.

Zwei verfeindete kriminelle Männer, eine Jungfrau mit dunklen Fantasien – und eine ungeplante Entführung... Als ich den Besuchstermin im Gefängnis ausmache, habe ich nur ein Ziel: Inspiration sammeln, um meine Schreibflaute zu besiegen. Wie es der Zufall will, hat mein verdammt heißer Interviewpartner erschreckend viel Ähnlichkeit mit dem Typ Bad Boy, den ich seitenlang selbst in meinen Romanen beschreibe. Jackpot!

Seit Prinzessin Isolde von Lara Vampirkönig Adrian Aleksandr Vasiliev heiraten musste und ihre Heimat verlassen hat, ist in ihrem Leben nichts mehr, wie es einmal war. Menschen, die sie einst geliebt hatte, sind nun ihre Feinde, und ausgerechnet mit dem Mann, den sie geschworen hatte, zu hassen und zu töten, verbinden sie tiefe Gefühle, die sie noch nie zuvor für jemanden empfunden hat.

Never kiss a villain – selbst wenn es noch so verführerisch scheint. Im ersten Band von Andreas Dutters queerem New-Adult-Duett Love Studies trifft der Überflieger-Doktorand Quentin auf den attraktiven Massimo, der ihm in mehrfacher Hinsicht gefährlich werden könnte... Der 24-jährige Überflieger Quentin Wallace ist überglücklich, weil er zusammen mit einem anderen jungen Doktoranden ein besonderes Stipendium ergattert hat: Die beiden dürfen im zauberhaften Obsidian Hill Cottage in Glasgow wohnen, das der Uni vermacht wurde.

Quinn: After Rowan and I escape Mercer’s hold, we have to get the pack somewhere safe, but my only option is a pride run by a controlling alpha. With everyone safely inside the walls of Winterhaven, Rowan and I attempt to search for the truth, but we’re being hunted and driven further from the answers we need. I want to do everything to protect my mate, but as I learn more about his past, I realize that I might need to protect him from more than just Mercer.

Savior or seducer. I am not sure which one he's playing at. He is forbidden, after all. I am married to a rockstar. Appearances must be upheld. But what does it mean when your marriage is breaking, and the dark, mysterious savior is offering you things you have never felt before? Do you say yes? Or do you say no? He owns a club that's specific to every person's desires. So the promises he is making might very well hold true.

Isolde, newly coronated queen, has finally found a king worthy of her in the vampire Adrian. But their love for each other has cost Isolde her father and her homeland. With two opposing goddesses playing mortals and vampires like chess pieces against one another, Isolde is uncertain who her allies are in the vampire stronghold of Revekka. Now, as politics in the Red Palace grow more underhanded and a deadly blood mist threatens all of Cordova, Isolde must trust in the bond she's formed with Adrian, even as she learns troubling information about his complicated past.

"Du denkst, ich weiß nicht wie man kämpft, Süße? Du irrst dich." SCARLETT. Du warst alles, was ich jemals wollte. Bis du uns im Stich gelassen hast. Du bist rücksichtslos, arrogant und mysteriös. Und du hast keine Ahnung, was es bedeutet, immer wieder ums Überleben kämpfen zu müssen. Denn ein Moore kennt nur eine Sprache. Geld. Jetzt willst du dein Kind zurück. Pech nur, dass ich gelernt habe, wie man kämpft. Du hattest deine Chance, Moore. Wir sind fertig miteinander.

When mages slaughter my parents in front of me, I have no time to mourn. The murderers drag me into a society of dark magic where power is created by fear. It turns out I'm the long-lost heir to one of their royal families—guaranteed to possess a talent even more vicious than most. And I'm trapped here until I accept my role. But I don't want these wicked skills I have no idea how to tap into. I don't want the mansion or the fancy clothes or the massive bank account I inherited. I especially don't want the attention of my fellow heirs: four scorching-hot, arrogant men.

After our rival gives up the throne as my dying wish, my men trust him to protect me from any danger that may come my way. He keeps me safe, somehow understanding the darkness that lurks inside of me. He knows it cannot be caged, and he allows me the ability to set it free when we’re alone.

As a wolf, my hate towards Hunters was born from fire and blood. I know all too well the brush of death others only speak of in hushed whispers. It marked me and every day since I have fought to prove myself. To be the strongest, the best wolf in the Red Mountain Pack. To live up to my family name. Until one night, one trap, one chance encounter changes all that. Thrown into the middle of an ancient war I have no choice but to fight for those I love but war takes casualties, including people's souls. If friends can become enemies… what can enemies become?

Three brutal monsters came to my rescue. Now who's going to save me from them? Every beat of my heart is the tick of a time bomb, reminding me to squeeze as many thrills out of life as I can. Still, the last thing I expect is a horde of nightmarish monsters descending on me in the night, eager to tear me apart. So when three more demonic figures leap out of the shadows to defend me, my choices are trust my unexpected champions...or die. Not exactly a tough decision.

Reyna’s friends were supposed to be safe in the Shadow Court, but she has enemies everywhere. And unless Mazrith forgives her, he will join that number. As hard as she wishes it were not true, Reyna’s desire for the Prince grows as fierce as her need to win the games and find the staff that will set him free. But she’s about to find out who he really is and what he has been keeping from her, and that will change everything.

I was starting to think I knew what I was dealing with at the university, best known as Villain Academy. I’d come to believe that by owning my role as the last remaining Bloodstone, I could change this place for the better. Then, a series of shocking revelations turns everything I believed on its head. The other scions have my back now, with all the trouble that's brought them. How much more will they have to sacrifice before we can find some kind of peace?

I'm the Shattered Isle princess. I've grown up on horror stories about the four All Plane princes, and now I've been promised to them as their bride in order to usher in peace between our two warring realms. First, I have to earn their trust. Second, I must do what my father raised me to do—kill them all. But the task is almost impossible when each of the princes have an unflinching need to claim me as theirs.

I’d known exactly who he was—the Unseelie prince. But I hadn’t known just what he was. I’d been fooled. The creature I’d formed a tentative friendship with in my family’s dungeon was not the gentle, intriguing prince I’d thought him to be. He was a monster. A bloodthirsty beast. And I’d helped him escape my uncle’s clutches. Such a betrayal called for severe consequences, and the price of releasing the biggest threat our kingdom had faced in hundreds of years was not one I would survive.

I woke to the soothing sound of a peaceful serenade...except there’s nothing peaceful about being kidnapped after being sold to the Devils of Sin. This never should have happened, because I did everything right. I accepted the invitation, attended the masquerade in the depth of the forsaken forest, and danced with whomever requested. The longer one remains, the more debt is cleared from the family name, so I danced through the night. I survived to the final note—and let me emphasize the survive part—but I’m starting to realize where the real problem lies.