Resultados para "John of John" en Contemporánea

¿Hablas en serio? ¿Se supone que voy a tener que vivir en una mansión malrollista en un pueblo lúgubre de costa con faro, lluvia perpetua, marineros y piratas, con tal de que mi archienemiga no se salga con la suya? Pues vale. Daisy Dooren: biotecnóloga licenciada en la universidad de joder-como-puedo-tener-tan-mala-suerte, con una obsesión (in)sana por las margaritas. Lugar de origen: Filadelfia, Pensilvania… más o menos. Destino: Saltwater, un pequeño pueblo de Maine. El problema llega cuando su nuevo ambiente de trabajo resulta ser un tanto… hostil.

Know the enemy. Keep the enemy close. Outsmart the enemy. Make out with the enemy. Okay, maybe not that last part. And maybe that's what got me in trouble with Vaughan Thompson. But in my defense, he started it. That city boy should have known better than to act a fool in these parts. I don't get mad. I get even.

John Tyree, es un un muchacho rebelde que vive en Carolina del Norte. Después de pasar una infancia complicada sin madre y con un padre obsesionado con la numismática decide alistarse en el ejército para poder huir de su pueblo y de su disfuncional familia. Sin embargo, en uno de los permisos que se le conceden, volverá a su ciudad natal y allí conocerá a Savannah. Ella es su completo opuesto: una brillante estudiante, pasa el verano construyendo casas para los sin techo.

After a bungled job, I'm forced to escape and abandon everything. It's not the worst to happen, being sent to Ireland is. My next assignment, bring down four men involved in the Irish Mafia. First, I'm put on leave and, as a favour, I end up "married" to two strangers on St. Patrick's Day in Genoa. In the early morning, I run and hide. I have to. The scent of danger that swirls around them is intoxicatingly perfect. I never thought I'd see them again, but they refuse to let go of vows we supposedly made years ago.

When I moved away from Hope Valley at eighteen years old, I told myself it was for good. There were too many unpleasant memories, too much history, and too many reminders of the boy who had broken my heart. Years passed and I built a life and a family with a man I loved. Then, in the blink of an eye, that life was ripped away from me, and the secrets he’d kept from me refused to follow him into his grave. Now I’m back in my hometown, a shell of my former self, trying to pick up the pieces of my shattered life.

Und genau deshalb meidet Sadie ihren Ex, einen wikingerhaften Alptraum namens Erik, um jeden Preis. Er hat sie auf niederträchtigste Weise hintergangen, und obwohl ihr klar ist, dass Ingenieurinnen wie sie eigentlich dazu da sind, Neues zu schaffen, will sie in dieser Beziehung am liebsten alles bis auf die Fundamente niederbrennen. Bis sie ausgerechnet mit Erik in einem winzigen Aufzug steckenbleibt—und als gute Naturwissenschaftlerin weiß sie natürlich, dass veränderte Variablen in einer Gleichung auch ein neues Ergebnis zur Folge haben.

I was drowning. I had four kids under one small roof, a job that barely made ends meet, and not nearly enough hours in the day. Then I walked in to clean Room 328, startled the cute computer nerd, and had the best twenty minutes of my life. But that was all it could ever be—stolen moments with a man who was too good for my past or present.

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.

Ruby’s my best friend and bandmate. The sister of my good friend, too. Which makes her “triple off-limits” to me. I’d even say she’s like a sister to me, if it weren’t for the unbrotherly dreams I’ve had about her since age sixteen. But when Ruby drunkenly kisses me at a party to piss off her ex, the spark I’ve been working hard to snuff out for years bursts into a raging pyre. And now, I can’t stop obsessing about that kiss and yearning for another one.

Hanna is devastated when just a few weeks before her wedding, her fiancé drops the bomb that he doesn’t want to marry her. With the wedding bought and paid for (and completely non-refundable!), she decides to give it away to a deserving couple. Hanna chooses a pair of strangers that fate seems to put in her path, and then embarks on rearranging the wedding details with the help of the new bride-to-be’s brother.

Zowen has been in love with Aston for as long as he can remember. She's perfect, except for the fact that she fell in love with his best friend. For years, he loved her from afar. He told himself that as long as Aston was happy, his feelings didn't matter. However, Aston isn't nearly as happy as she seems. And by the time Zowen figures things out, his life takes a turn for the worse.

Connor Bennett is a walking red flag I could see coming from miles away, but I'm a sucker for his rakish smile, his irresistible charm, and that world class behind always wrapped in a tight pair of Wranglers. I told myself I’d learned my lesson when I woke up and discovered he ghosted me, leaving a note behind on the pillow where his head should have been. Unfortunately, that wasn’t true. High emotions and too much booze during a mutual friend’s wedding lands me back in his bed, but this time I make sure I’m not the one left high and dry once the sun comes up.

Obituary writer Nadine Barbault doesn’t mind being called “Lady Death”. It suits the ice queen persona she’s cultivated to survive the fast-paced Toronto Herald. So when Nadine learns that famous (and reclusive) author Dot Voline has died, she doesn’t hesitate to run the obituary…only to discover that Dot is very much alive. Nadine’s screw-up has brought Wesley Chen of the rival Spear no end of joy—she’s been a thorn in his extremely ambitious side for years. But the renewed interest in Dot also surfaced chatter about a mysterious past scandal.

My neighbor believes in Christmas magic. That's because someone takes out her trash, does her dishes and laundry, clears snow from her driveway, and puts up Christmas decorations in her house. She has no idea it's me, her stalker neighbor who watches her every move. Seeing only the good around her, she fails to notice that I also steal her panties and curtains. She doesn't know I'm in her bedroom every night. What I do is for her protection as much as for my pleasure. Emma loves to help, often bringing sick or lost animals into her home.

One evening, two years’ worth of memories lost. Under the pretense of recovery, my father sends me to an elite boarding college, but soon, my memories start rushing back, and it’s obvious I’m not at Lakeside to heal. I’m here to hide. Navigating the scattered past to decipher the threat lurking in the shadows is hard while I’m kept in the dark and even harder when he steals my focus. Crude, arrogant, and threatening, he draws me in, and the closer I get, the less I understand. Waking up without memories is terrifying, but remembering the time I lost is infinitely worse.

Making my clients' wedding dreams come true is my calling, so when the would-be happy couple ask for help in escaping the press, I say yes… to fake marrying the best man. Finn DeWitt is pure sin in a suit, a rich player as outrageously hot as he is infuriatingly annoying. We have a history—the one-night kind—but we're utterly unsuited. How I wake next to him thoroughly honeymooned and truly married, I just don't understand. Things can't possibly get any worse. Oh, wait.…

The only thing on Daire Archer's mind when she pulled a disappearing act on Christmas was proving she was worthy of being her father's daughter. She was born an Archer, and Daire was determined to show everyone she deserved to carry the legacy that came with her name. There is power in a name, and being an Archer meant Daire needed to do better, to be better. At least, that's what she thought she needed, until a boy from nowhere showed her that she was already pretty great just the way she was.

Adler Haley writes great sex . . . just not under her name. And certainly not about her experiences-or lack thereof. There's no safer place to express herself than behind the obscurity of ghostwriting romance novels. By day, Adler's perfectly content to blend in at her boring nine-to-five as an executive assistant. At least until she meets Joel—her new boss—who has her wondering if love at first sight is more than just fiction.

One, two, I'm coming for you. She's my obsession. Three, four, kneel on the floor. I want to possess her in every way. Five, six, I'm up to my old tricks. She knows me as The Portland Serial K!ll3r. Seven, eight, lay in wait. Little does she know I'm watching her. Nine, ten, never to be seen again. Welcome to your worst nightmare, Little Lamb. Who am I? Let me introduce myself. I'm Death. And I have found my Queen.

A domineering force in Miami’s volatile criminal underworld, Brad Black is respected. Feared. His deadly accurate trigger finger and indestructible persona has earned him his intimidating reputation and, up until six months ago, hookers, drugs, and protecting the Black empire was the sum of his life’s purpose. Until he saved her. Wild, brave, and beautiful, Pearl Kennedy is Brad’s kryptonite.