Resultados para "Dark" en Literatura y ficción

Ein tödliches Spiel. Ein übernatürlicher Bad Boy. Spicy Szenen. Deep Feelings. Viele Geheimnisse. DARK ROMANCE trifft auf DÜSTERE FANTASY. Der heiße Auftakt zu einer vierteiligen Reihe, die sich zu einer MÉNAGE-À-TROIS entwickeln wird. Marlon Andersson ist ein unverschämter Bastard. Unbeherrscht. Ausschweifend. Ein Dämon. Kein Mensch. Seit über hundertdreißig Jahren nicht mehr. Und Sterbliche, insbesondere das weibliche Geschlecht, sind für ihn nichts weiter als Beute und Ventile für seine gottlosen Begierden. Nein, er ist kein Good Guy. Er ist Dunkel.

Lukyan Volkov It was my time to motherfucking shine. I've always been underestimated. The type of personality I had ensured that. I liked to joke around a lot. Have fun. Make people laugh. Being underestimated kinda came with that territory, and that was okay. I didn't mind. But now, I had the...

Lepiej nie próbuj uciekać przed drapieżnikiem. On uwielbia polowanie. Tristan Caine to anomalia. Jako jedyny członek niezwykle groźnej rodziny mafijnej niepowiązany z nią krwią stanowi zagadkę dla wszystkich – jego umiejętności są niezrównane, moralność wątpliwa, a motywy nieznane. Jest zabójczy i doskonale zdaje sobie z tego sprawy.

In a den of vipers, revenge is the deadliest venom. They shattered my world; now, I’ll bring down theirs. The problem? I have virtually no way to trace the puppet master. My only lead: The Vipers. An elite college hockey team that rules the ice—and the shadows beyond it. To infiltrate their secret society, I set my sights on their weakest link. Kane Davenport. The charismatic captain and the lone green flag in a nest of serpents. But too late, I realize I’ve enticed the most venomous snake.

After watching my mother succumb to a mysterious illness, I promised myself two things. I'd find the cure for what ravaged her and leave the godforsaken city where she abandoned me. Four years later, I received an acceptance letter from Dracadia University, one of the oldest most prestigious schools in the country. Nestled on a secluded island off the coast of Maine, it's rumored to be haunted by the souls of the mental patients exiled there centuries before, those whose bones are said to make up the island's white sandy shores. And restless ghosts aren't even its most daunting peculiarity.

Jessica Holt's only goal is survival. Keep her sick mother alive. Hold her family together. Stay out of the Heights, where power and corruption rule. But one desperate choice changes everything. One trespass. One forbidden touch. One king who refuses to let her go. Kane Ravencourt isn't just anyone. He's Bleakmoor's heir, raised on money, secrets, and lies. He's the last person she should provoke. But she did. She stole from him. She tempted the hunter instead of running. And now, she'll pay the price. Because being noticed by Kane is dangerous. Being wanted by him is deadly.

Las caretas van cayendo como fichas de dominó enlazadas ahora que Catrina y sus verdaderos motivos para estar interna en el convento han sido descubiertos. Adrián, su pasado y la relación con el presente comienza a ver la luz. Pero eso no es todo. Sus investigaciones para desvelarse mutuamente han tirado de hilos externos que comienzan a mostrar que todo el mundo a su alrededor oculta un secreto, que cada quien es el resultado de las decisiones que un día tomaron. Fuera y dentro de aquellas paredes, el peligro acecha.

The Vigliones and Silvanis have been at war longer than any of us can remember. It's a battle we didn't start but are forced to fight in. But she's not my enemy. We're ruthless, but the Silvanis are cunning. Slick as a fox, Gia Silvani offers herself as a pawn—a proposition we can’t resist. We should have, but as the saying goes, hindsight is 20/20. I find myself living with her under my roof, being driven mad by temptation, my true nemesis.

They call me a slut. Maybe I am. Sometimes I do things I despise. Sometimes men take without asking. But I have a musical gift, only a year left of high school, and a plan. With one obstacle. Emeric Marceaux doesn’t just take. He seizes my will power and bangs it like a dark note. When he commands me to play, I want to give him everything. I kneel for his punishments, tremble for his touch, and risk it all for our stolen moments.

Death is meant to come on a chariot of broken dreams or in the dark trenches of a storm, not in love letters and gifts. He did not take my soul when I was meant to die. He did not want it all the other times that I've offered it to him on a silver platter. Yet, time and time again, he reminds me that I am his: His night monster, his dark love, his perfect other. Death was the only thing keeping me alive. He watches me from his corner, taunts me with sweet messages, marks my body with his touch as I sleep. He took the people that I love away from me. 

Society darling Persephone Dimitriou plans to flee the ultra-modern city of Olympus and start over far from the backstabbing politics of the Thirteen Houses. But all that's ripped away when her mother ambushes her with an engagement to Zeus, the dangerous power behind their glittering city's dark facade. With no options left, Persephone flees to the forbidden undercity and makes a devil's bargain with a man she once believed a myth...a man who awakens her to a world she never knew existed. 

I became the obsession of the most wicked man at court. I'd refused to follow the jester's devious rules, but from the moment his seductive touch heated my veins, he took my soul captive, and the good little princess became a royal outcast. Now I'm his to worship, and he's mine to rule. Instead of burning out, the passionate fire between us only blazes hotter. But while forbidden desire binds us together, kingdoms seek to tear us apart. A corrupt king threatens my claim to the throne. A cruel prince offers us a vicious bargain. And new traitors lurk in the shadows of our court. 

I was a journalist, I had a life, friends, and then all of that was taken from me. No, not taken, stolen. The Brethren found out about my exposé. They realised I was getting too close to their nasty little secrets—and so they made sure I disappeared. Except, they didn’t just grant me the mercy of a shallow grave. Oh no, instead they handed me over to Magnus Blake, practically gift-wrapped me for him. And he’s got plans for me. Big plans.

Prince Jael of the Severin never meant to unlock the Crimson Gateway beneath his parents’ castle. The portals had been sealed for millennia. Only the female Fae of Caldaen were meant to wield dream-sorcery. Jael forced himself into lucidity, crossed the gateway, and emerged in a mirrored Oxford. The Severin once roamed the ten Clone-Earths for ages, until a Pagan witch and a Catholic monk worked together to seal the Crimson Gateways centuries ago. Now Jael has reopened the path for his people to feed on souls once more—and reclaim their lost immortality.

Rayna Todorov is no stranger to powerful men disrupting her life. As the daughter of a traitor, she's lucky to be alive at all. Instead of paying for her father's sins with her life, she's sold from her home, and subject to the ruthless Italians of The Casa Nostra. Forced to marry the worst kind...

I never asked to be the queen of Hell, but now the crown burns against my skin—and every choice drips with sin. Lucifer, my devil of a husband, feeds me power kiss by kiss, lash by lash. Azrael, Death incarnate, tempts me with the brutal devotion only he can give. They both worship me. They both ruin me. And I can’t get enough. I won’t be made to choose.

At twenty-four, Cody has already lost hope of having a life of his own. All his time is spent playing nurse to a dying, spiteful stepfather and maid to his bully half-brother. His only escapes are playing his favorite online fantasy game, Black Oasis, and talking to the strange, unearthly presence under his bed that may or may not actually exist. Everything changes when his nightly visitor, who introduces himself as Nor, starts talking back. As their connection deepens, Nor invites Cody into the surreal world existing just beyond his nightmares.

A brutal, domineering, and lethally beautiful monster with a body built for violence, Ares Drakos—new king of the Drakos Mafia family—is every inch the God of War he's named after. And now, I belong to him.

Killian, Tristian, and Rath. These three men are a part of my past - one that I'd rather never look in the eye again. In high school, they knew my secrets and I knew theirs. They had power and I had nothing. The night everything fell apart, my stepbrother allowed his two best friends to take their rage out on me while he watched. While they laughed.

He was dark and handsome. Charming, older, and rich. She was the young and pretty girl, infatuated with a suave man who didn't exist. After leaving home and burning her bridges, Shelby Ann was cocooned in the gloss of high society— the devil in a suit at her side. But beyond acquiring the skill and poise to pull off being a trophy wife, she would discover that all was not as it seemed. With the honeymoon over, the dirt and grime seeped through the loving facade to reveal the monsters that laid beneath.