Resultados para "Captive" en Romántica

My father handed me over to the Bratva. Now I belong to Luka Dubinin. Older. Colder. Sin in a tailored suit. He doesn't force my submission. He seduces it with silence and steel. Builds me a studio. Watches me dance. Burns me alive with every glance. I swore I'd never break. Never beg. Never love a man like him. But I crave his voice. His touch. His darkness. His power. He shields me with bullets. Loves me like war—violent and absolute. I should escape. Instead, I made a vow behind locked doors. Not of love. Not of freedom. But of surrender… and survival.

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.

Falling into another world and getting captured by an arrogant, shadow-wielding fae prince wasn't on my to-do list. Neither was being told I'm his soulmate, or discovering that behind the glamor of a beautiful, violet-haired prince stood a seven-foot-tall winged beast. Stabbing him seemed like the best option. But the Prince of Shadows needs to be betrothed to avoid being sold to a goddess by his father, and he's desperate enough to make a deal: access to the glittering world of the fae nobility in return for pretending to be his mate.

Roslyn Blackthorne is dead. I should know, I watched it happen. My twin and I didn’t believe we’d ever meet our mate, and then she showed up in our bar, and the world as we knew it changed. Fate hadn’t been kind to us. Not once. So it shouldn’t have come as a surprise that we lost her as soon as we claimed her. I spent so much time worried about her manipulative demon, I didn’t anticipate it would be my own sordid past that killed her.

L'histoire d'Asher et Ella par theblurredgirl qui a déjà conquis plus de 7 millions de lecteurs sur Wattpad ! Au sein des réseaux criminels, là où règnent puissance, meurtre et pouvoir, il y avait elles. Les captives. Dangereuses, malignes, et mortelles, elles sont les ombres des plus grands réseaux, les représentantes de leurs chefs, aussi appelés possesseurs. Depuis son adolescence, Ella est une captive contre son gré.

Upon discovering that the devilishly sexy Italian who asked me to dinner tonight is a powerful mafia boss, I promised myself I'd be a responsible girl and make an excuse to leave early. But then I tried to get a recording of him for my best friend's crime podcast and ended up bare-assed over his knee for a spanking that left me so shamefully wet there was no doubt he could see it. Now I'm bare and bound to his bed. And he's going to make me his one helpless, desperate climax at a time.

Ornella will protect her king, even if she must face the infamous Wild Hunt. The cadre of the Autumn Prince. But she never expected to survive the encounter, much less become a captive of the riders in ghoulish skull helms and armour made from thorn and bone. Now, the Summer dryad is trapped in the Autumn Court with a reluctant warden. A gorgeous rider with violet eyes who has been ordered to train her so she can take her place in the Wild Hunt.

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?

No one in Sherwood wanted me until they did. My life was perfectly on track until the night my parents died. A car crash ripped them away from me and flung me into the grips of my greedy foster father, John. Now I'm fixing cars for minimum wage and trying to lay low until my 21st birthday, when my inheritance—and freedom—will finally be mine.

I was an omega in heat. One wrong choice, and I lost everything. For two years, I've longed to flee my cage. Alphas bought me, traded me, and constantly abused me. They taught me that the only good alpha is a dead alpha. Now, I'm a pregnant omega with no hope of escape until one desperate act changes everything. It was going to be me against the world until Lucas Security hurtled into my life. I have never met three men more determined to protect me.

Years ago, Hadria Imperioli vanished after her father refused her mafia inheritance in favor of her younger brother. Now, she's resurfaced as Hades—ruthless leader of the Styx Syndicate mercenaries that terrorize Chicago—and she's hell-bent on finally claiming what's hers. When her brother announces his engagement to sheltered beauty Aurora Verderosa, Hadria decides it's time to take back her mafia crown and everything else that belongs to her... Including Aurora.

I was a dead king's sacrificial bride, until his murderer claimed me as his. Zabriel invaded my country of Maledin on the back of a monstrous, fire-breathing dragon and took me prisoner. The lethal Zabriel towers over me in steel plate armor, and he could easily crush the life out of me-but the Flame King isn't interested in harming me. Instead, he destroys everyone who has hurt me in a storm of fire and vengeance.

Zoya NofiKova made one fatal mistake—she took an Ivanov. Now my cousin is missing, his pregnant wife left for dead in the wreckage of a brutal car crash. The guilt is a noose around my neck, tightening with every second he's gone. I was never fully Ivanov—half Russian, half Latin, never enough. But this time, I'll prove myself. I'll infiltrate Los Infidels. Find Pavel. And take the woman responsible.

At the Texas Charity Auction, money can buy anything, and Summer Cassidy is under orders to take advantage of the opportunity. While she believes the marital collar once worn by an Aztec queen belongs in a museum, it's up to her to sell the priceless treasure to one of the elite in attendance. Meeting Bachelor #103, a man who finds her descriptions of human sacrifice charming rather than appalling, hadn’t been part of her plans. Buying his company for a quarter hadn’t been part of her plans, either.

Held captive in the heart of a vampire empire, her freedom stripped and blood claimed, Reyna survives the only way she knows how—hope. Hope that she'll find a way to escape. Hope that she'll be reunited with Beckham. Hope that when she gets out of here, love will be waiting on the other side. Except escape isn't salvation. It's only the beginning.

The Bloodstone imprisoned Sol. They want the power behind her birthmark. She wants to stop them from attaining their dark gifts. As she fights to free herself, she discovers a magic she never wanted. Each day, it whispers broken promises in her ears. Promises that make her question her people, the Bloodstone, and the fractured bond she shares with her husband. One question rises above the rest: Is she Kyanite or Bloodstone? The answer may lead her down a path she never wants to flee. Or it may write her fate in the sands, leaving her no choice but to escape.

The day I started seeing ghosts, my life went to shit. Too bad the Fates don't hand out gift receipts because, respectfully, I'd like a refund. Unfortunately, those meddlesome hags aren't even close to being done with me. A powerful, destructive creature is on the prowl and threatens the existence of the universe. The only way to stop the creature is with equal destructive power. That's where I come in. Not that I have any kind of destructive power of my own. That would have been way too cool. Instead, I've been tasked with acting as a supernatural dog walker for an equally powerful creature.

Entre guerres de pouvoir, famille de cœur, nouvelles chances et trahisons, la dynastie des Scott est sur le point de vivre un nouveau tournant. Une année s'est écoulée depuis qu'Asher a arraché Ella à sa nouvelle vie. Et tandis que la jeune femme essaie de panser ses blessures, lui, est hanté par le souvenir de ses yeux bleus. Pourtant, le leader du réseau des Scott est bien trop fier pour revenir toquer à sa porte.

Ophelia, the Calder family's untouchable princess, drove my sister to take her own life. Now I'm taking hers—and I'm going to make her my obedient little pet. All brothers must choose a Ward, and she'll be mine. Forever. She'll dance at the end of my leash while her father's spies report every humiliating detail back to him. And when he comes for me, the Brotherhood will wipe him off the map. A perfect plan. Except it isn't.

When I see the delicate human female collared and enslaved by the smuggler I'm about to swindle, I do what any male would do. I take her from him. It's what I do best, after all. Now Fran's mine, and I'm never giving her up. On board my spaceship, she'll be safe. She'll wear my clothes, eat my food, and sleep in my bed. I'll keep her safe from a galaxy that wishes her harm. But my sweet Fran wants nothing more than to return to Earth. How can I take her home when she holds my heart in her dainty, five-fingered hands?