Resultados para "Brida" en Suspense romántico

My baby boy is gone. But with Konstantin by my side, we'll scorch the earth to bring him back. Nothing will stop us. Not the scums who took our son. No one. If they try to, I'll teach them what hell on earth feels like. What happens when they cross the line. All I want is my family back in one...

Nobody believes she’s innocent. Except the PI sworn to uncover the truth. Rory Harris was a terrified witness to the murder of her husband on their wedding night. But no one believed her story about two masked intruders then, and they still don’t. Dubbed the Murder Bride, Rory is free after...

Fifty million dollars for three weeks of your life in the hands of a total stranger. Would you do it? When Naomi Lee finds herself out of a job and out of the money she needs to pay her father's medical bills, she receives an anonymous letter, containing an offer she can't refuse. Max Marino, a wealthy businessman, wants her and he'll pay any price. Three weeks of her time, no-holds-barred, in exchange for 50 million dollars.

It's the morning of my wedding. I don't look like the ruthless mafia boss who rules the underworld. No matter how fake this marriage might seem, by the end of the day, she'll be my wife. Until…she's gone. They call me the Reaper. Feared. Ruthless. Untouchable. I don't save people. I bury them. Until she stumbled into my world.

One moment I'm the forgotten daughter of one of the most wealthy families in the country, and the next I'm the blushing bride in an arranged marriage. My fate is sealed in my wedded union with a complete stranger. In public, Perry Constantine is the life of the party. Easygoing. Adored. In private, he's brooding. Dark. Angry. But so am I. It's a contest of wills to see who will break in the bedroom first, and while I try to remain strong, I find myself craving the very man I swore to hate. My husband.

Her marriage was arranged. Her death might be too. Whisked off to Yorkshire in an arranged marriage, Lady Madelyn strives to make her dreams of love come true. She soon learns her husband, the Lord of Montrose, scarred during his stint in the King's service, suffers even deeper wounds from the...

Jane Bell is torn. Gabriel Locke is back and has made his intentions clear. But Jane is reluctant to give up her inn and destine another man to a childless marriage. Then someone she never expected to see again returns to Ivy Hill. Mercy Grove has lost her school and is resigned to life as a spinster, especially as the man she admires seems out of reach. Should she uproot herself from Ivy Cottage to become a governess for a former pupil? Her decision will change more lives than her own.

An arranged marriage with a doomed fae king. A court of shadows and secrets, where falling in love can be lethal. To broker peace between two fae kingdoms, I agree to marry the king of Evergorne Court, a union built on duty, not desire. I'm doomed to a life without love. Onboard the king's ship...

Her widowed heart freshly healed, Lavinia wants nothing more than to bind herself to Ivan, the man who adores her fatherless sons almost as much as he loves her. Then duty calls her to risk their future and return to a life she’d fled - to a man who wants her as much as she fears him. Tasked with escorting Lavinia back to the land of her birth, Ivan pledges his heart along with his protection. He’ll have his mark upon her within days.

Jesse Boston is the man of my dreams. He's super sexy, super rich, and super funny. He gets all my jokes, he treats me like a princess, and our love life is smokin' hot. So I'm gonna marry him. I'm not real picky about how that happens, and if my mother wants to have her say, fine. That's fine. She gave birth to three boys and just one girl. So I get it. She NEEDS a wedding. But when she invites my childhood nemesis, KAREN, to plan our wedding AND be one of my bride's maids? Uh - no. It's not happening.

For four years, Cato, the Marquis of Granville, had been just another man—the uninteresting, somewhat intimidating husband of Phoebe's older sister. But then her sister died, and Phoebe seemed a reasonable substitute. Her forced engagement to him should have been quite a cold-blooded arrangement . . . except that one day Phoebe looked at Granville—really looked at him—and saw what she'd never seen before: he was darkly, breathtakingly attractive. Once she'd noticed, she couldn't seem to stop noticing, and suddenly Phoebe was disastrously in love.

It's bad enough that seventeen-year-old Portia Worth is taken in by her uncle, the marquis of Granville, after her father dies. As the bastard niece, Portia knows she can expect little beyond a roof over her head and a place at the table. But it truly adds insult to injury when the Granvilles' archenemy, the outlaw Rufus Decatur, hatches a scheme to abduct the marquis's daughter--only to kidnap Portia by accident. Portia, who possesses more than a streak of independence as well as a talent for resistance, does not take kindly to being abducted—mistakenly or otherwise.

Juno Bianchi: Ruthless. Deadly. Glacial. And oh, she makes me burn. When my Mob Boss father forces me into an arranged marriage with the billionaire heiress to the Bianchi Family, everything changes. At first I resent being treated like a bargaining chip, but Juno captivates me in ways I've never known. Her Ice Queen facade hides a simmering volcano just waiting to be unleashed, and her commanding touch sets my body on fire. But loving Juno could destroy me.

The Bratva rule Las Vegas. The Cosa Nostra rule New York City. What happens when they merge their families? A new King and Queen of the Mafia are born. Illayana Volkov and Arturo De Luca have a long road ahead, with enemies around every corner. They'll have to protect and trust in one another to...

Being Madame Ariadne, Psychic Dream Consultant, wasn't Prudence Ryland's ideal gig, but it paid well which was reason enough to do the work—until she realizes that her latest client intends to kill her. But Prudence, a master at reinvention, finds a new job and home as far away as possible and is finally able to relax—which turns out to be a big mistake. Letting her guard down means being kidnapped and drugged and waking up in a bloodstained wedding dress in the honeymoon suite next to a dead man.

Jane Feather, a New York Times best-selling author, receives many awards and international acclaim for her historical romances. There are now over four million copies of her books in print. The Least Likely Bride, filled with colorful heroes and villains, is set against the tumultuous backdrop of England in 1648.

Favel Farrington meets Roc Pendorric on the idyllic Mediterranean island of Capri, where she was raised and lives with her father. Roc sweeps her off her feet, taking her from her home by an emerald sea to the ancient family home of the Pendorrics, in Cornwall. His sister and her family await them with open arms, welcoming young Favel. She is the much anticipated Bride of Pendorric, a name that amuses and flatters her. The castle is beautiful in its way, but the atmosphere is foreboding. Roc's twin nieces begin watching her carefully; even the stones in the courtyard seem to have eyes.

Secrets must be kept. Vows never broken. 'Til death do us part...unless everything changes. Captive in one life, kept in another. Taken to now be the wife I am forced to be; I’m hidden away to face a dark reality only a few can survive. But I have a purpose now, and I can be the good wife I strive to be. But he still wants me. He will hunt me down. He will find me and take back what was stolen. I will be his wife if he has to fight until the death to make it happen.

I know I don’t belong in this decadent world - his world. Money, power, and dark secrets surround me now. I submit to it all to be his perfect obedient wife. They stalk my every move, watching me, judging me. I'm in the same prison just with different guards. But all I care about is him. His eyes, his touch, his hold over me. I’m forever his kept bride, even though they all try to steal me away.

Trapped in a twisted and dark courtship with a secret woman who needs my strength to survive, I will be wed. Walking the thin line between lunacy and reality, I am now the protector of my future captive bride. So I have no choice but to recite the vows: I take thee. In this arranged matrimony. Until we are parted by death.