Ergebnis für "Wing Man" in Liebesromane

I should have won the Rising Queen Trial. The crown that was destined to be placed upon my head now rests atop the vindictive witch who sought to steal my throne. Left with no choice, I flee from the Solis continent even though my heart is shattering at leaving my love behind. But I can’t return to Solisarium until I’ve reclaimed my affinities and am able to fight with the crown prince at my side.

Ich muss fliehen, um mein Leben zu retten. Doch wenn ich wiederkomme, werde ich herrschen. Mir bleibt keine andere Wahl, als vom Solis-Kontinent zu fliehen, obwohl es mir das Herz bricht, meine große Liebe zurückzulassen. Aber ich kann nicht zurückkehren, bevor ich nicht meine Neigungen wiederhabe und an der Seite des Kronprinzen kämpfen kann. Überall lauern Feinde. Diejenigen, denen ich vertraut habe, erweisen sich als die größten Verräter von allen.

I grew up chasing the fae through the garden, pretending I saw ghosts in the house, and dreaming of dragons. That's all long behind me now. Mother's spells didn't save her, and in turn, I dedicated myself to science. Work as a paleontologist is everything I dreamed it could be. You find solid facts buried thousands of years ago. You can quantify those facts. It's real. You can touch it, prove it, and most of all - you know it works. My team never meant to find a nest of dragon eggs at a dig site. And I'm the only one who recognizes what they are.

When Erin discovers the Tipped Z, she meets a cowboy whose horsemanship takes her breath away. It begins when Erin encounters a cowboy in the street, early one morning. Mounted and wearing a hat, cloaked in a cloud of dust, he's driving a small herd of horses through her quiet desert neighborhood. The sight of him lodges in her mind, reminding her of an old dream from her childhood.

Jambrea was patient long enough. After nearly 10 years pining over a man with whom she'd spent a single night, her job set her on a collision course with two sexy cops who turned her head...and ignited her passion.

Встретить истинную пару, будучи проданным в мужской бордель, — нет худшего унижения. Особенно, если ты гордый дракон из древнего богатого рода. Не так, ох, не так Дьяр представлял знакомство со своей второй половинкой. Как не умереть от стыда? Как обрести свободу, если на горле антимагический ошейник? Как заставить любимую увидеть в нем достойного мужчину, а не презренного раба из дома удовольствий?