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Als Bewährungshelferin lässt sich die 29-jährige Jess normalerweise nichts vormachen. Doch als sie bei einem Hockeyspiel auf den attraktiven Trace trifft, gewinnen ihre Gefühle die Oberhand. Obwohl sie nur kurz miteinander sprechen, kann sie den mysteriösen Fremden nicht vergessen.

Stone Reeves was my neighbor, and I've hated him since sixth grade. Gorgeous and charismatic, he became the town's football god, while I became the town's invisible girl. He went to a Division 1 school for football, while my father was fired by his father. His team won the National Championship, while my mother died the same day. He was a first round pick for the NFL...while I made the worst decision of my life. Now I'm in Texas trying to pick up the pieces of my life. But, Stone is here. Stone is everywhere. It doesn't matter that disaster has struck my life again.

Knisternde Gefühle inmitten der riskanten Mafiawelt New Yorks: Band 2 der »Kings of New York«-Reihe Von den Mafiaverbindungen ihres Vaters will die toughe Molly nichts wissen. Doch nach einem Überfall wacht sie im Haus des jungen Mafia-Oberhaupts Ashton Walden wieder auf. Unbedingt will Ashton bei seinem Freund Trace eine dramatische Fehlentscheidung wiedergutmachen. Molly soll ihm dabei helfen. Sie spürt sofort, in welche Gefahr sie sich begibt – nicht nur wegen des Deals, den Ashton vorschlägt, ohne ihr wirklich eine Wahl zu lassen.

Every bride dreams of her wedding day. Today was supposed to be that day for me, except it’s not me marrying my college sweetheart. My best friend is doing that. Or, well, my ex-best friend. Instead, I’m over a thousand miles away, riding the subway in a city where lost people come to dream. Me—I’m just hoping to distract myself from my heartbreak. That is, until I met Jake Worthing. Grumpy. Hot. A total jerk. Did I mention hot?

"Dies ist die Geschichte meiner Kindheit und meines Kriegs." Als im April 1992 der Krieg beginnt, ist Tijan Sila nur zehn Jahre alt, doch bis heute kann er sich an den Geruch von gezündetem Sprengstoff erinnern. Während Sarajevo in Flammen steht, wird aus dem Jungen, der er damals war, ein junger Mann. Er streift durch die Ruinen der ausgebombten Stadt und sammelt Dinge, die von den Geflohenen und Gestorbenen zurückgeblieben sind, um sie auf dem Schwarzmarkt gegen Essen zu tauschen. Er lernt zu überleben, und er akzeptiert die grausame neue Normalität, doch zu welchem Preis?

When Jess Montell meets Trace West at a hockey game, she doesn’t know his name or occupation. What she does know is there’s an instant attraction that’s impossible to ignore—or forget. And forgetting is exactly what she wants to do when she learns he’s not just a successful Wall Street suit but the heir to one of New York’s biggest Mafia families. The last thing Trace needs is a romantic anything with law enforcement, and parole officer Jess has trouble written all over her. Too bad he likes trouble.

Cutler Ryder was everything I wasn’t. He was the hockey star. I was an outcast. He was best friends with my stepbrother, that same stepbrother who hated me. His two parents loved him. My mom was a junkie. My dad barely knew me. Years passed. I got my life together. Cut went onto NHL stardom. Then there was a text.

Emma decided to skip the gym and went home early. It was the last easy decision she made because she found her roommate being raped by her boyfriend. She had two choices: Call the cops and be killed by his family's mafia connections or kill him first and hope to survive. There was no choice to her. She killed the bastard first and went to the one person who could protect her: Carter Reed. He's a weapon

This was my place. My business. Easter Lanes. Then a guy comes in, trying to rob me, daring to take it away from me. My home. My life. Hell no. I won’t let my livelihood be threatened. No one knows what I’ve done to build this life for myself. Except he might. Ashton Walden, a man I remember from when we were kids. Even back then I could tell how dangerous he would be one day. He’s now the head of the Walden mafia family, and my father is so in debt to them that they practically own him.

Eine explosive Romance über gebrochene Herzen, skrupellose Mafiosi und ein Begehren, das Ketten sprengt – von Bestsellerautorin Tijan Heute sollte mein Hochzeitstag sein. Stattdessen hocke ich tausend Meilen von zu Hause in einer überfüllten U-Bahn, während meine Ex-Beste-Freundin gerade meinen Ex-Verlobten heiratet. Nicht gut. Gar nicht gut. Auftritt Jake Worthing. Mürrisch, arrogant und unfassbar attraktiv. Ein einziger Blick, und mein Schmerz ist vergessen. Aber muss er gleich 112 anrufen, nur weil ich kurz vorm Zusammenbrechen bin?

New year. New place. New me. Right? Wrong. And all because of Shay Coleman. Football captain and quarterback, he was the big guy on campus. The cocky guy in my political science class with a smirk. I hated him on sight...and he was about to break all my rules.

I have fought. I have bled. I have wreaked havoc for my family. Anyone who threatened us, tried to break us, I broke them instead. Then, there was peace. Marriage. Children. Life was good. Life was great. Until my phone rang one night. Retired, I was no longer in the NFL. We'd recently moved back to Fallen Crest. So I should’ve known. I should’ve remembered. There is no peace in Fallen Crest. War wasn’t coming. It was already here.

I had a simple life. I worked two jobs, made ends meet, and hung out with my mom and twin brother. The other part of my life was about avoiding him, but when SWAT raided my boyfriend's home, that was the last straw. The boyfriend got tossed, and to help me keep busy, my brother talked me into joining their old band again. I have to be honest, though; it wasn't a hard sell.

It's been years since my mother was in my life. I healed. I learned to accept love. I lived. That's all done. She was away, and now she's back. I avoided her for a year and a half, but I couldn't hide anymore. Mason had an internship in Fallen Crest, so we headed back for the summer. And when we got there - no one was prepared for what happened.

Pine River was supposed to be a new start for me. And it was, especially attending school with my three overprotective cousins, who were the triplets at the top of the social hierarchy. Except they weren’t alone there, and the first day when I came to school, I saw him. Scout Raiden. Tall. Lean. Tattooed. Mesmerizing. He was a golden god with dark and piercing eyes—looking like he wanted to eat me up. The feeling was mutual, and that was a problem.

As the heir to a billion-dollar empire, Kian Maston's future was promising - until the day he saved my life. Everything changed for both of us, and there was one more word that could be used to describe him: dangerous. The nation fell in love with Kian while falling in hate with me. He was sent to prison, and as far as they were concerned, it was my fault. I was forced to go into hiding until today. Kian's being released from prison, and he should go back to being the golden boy he always was supposed to be.

You think you know me? Player. Partier. Fighter. You know what? You're right. I'm all those things. F-ck with mine, and I'll f-ck you 10 times harder. Suspensions. Arrests. You think I care? So yeah, I may fit the bad boy image, but there's so much more you don't know. I'm loyal to a damned fault. I'll never leave your side. The real Logan Kade isn't a manwhore. When I love, I love hard and completely.

Sam's first day at Fallen Crest Public doesn't go well. Some girls want to be her. Some girls want to destroy her. And some just don't like her. All in all, despite being protected by Mason and Logan, it's still only the strong who survive. Sam will not only have to survive, she will need to learn how to conquer too. But there's another battle growing. Things are about to come to a disastrous end between the towns of Roussou and Fallen Crest. Sam's other main dilemma?

Tall. Muscled. Tattooed. Shane King was seriously hot, and seriously not a good guy. He went by the name Ghost with his motorcycle club, and he was now their national vice president. When Shane and his club arrived in town, they began doing favors for my family. I didn’t know why. I didn’t want to know. Favors came with strings attached. I didn’t want strings attaching me to the Red Demons. Shane was a different beast, though. I should steer clear of him, except I couldn’t. He was everywhere, and he always looked like he wanted to tie me up in all sorts of strings.

Nate Monson was gorgeous, obnoxiously wealthy, and a player. He was also the person who could destroy my world with a single decision. I walked into that bar looking for him. He saw me. I saw him. The chemistry sizzled between us, but no. I hated Nate Monson. I hated him with everything in me, even though my body did not. It didn't matter. Nothing I wanted mattered. He thought I wanted to get laid. What I wanted was for him to disappear. But first, I had to tell him that he had a daughter.