Resultados para "Me" en Suspense romántico

It has been seven years since the virus took everyone I loved. A part of me died that day, and since then, my life has been filled with fear. Today should be no different. But it is. I'm in his city, taunting him as he hunts me. Running from the Skull—one of Glasgow's most violent groups—should make me scared, terrified even, but all I feel is alive.

I'm hunted. By my father's insane followers on social media and by a dangerous masked man in real life. I'm his prey. They wage a total war on my life, and danger hides behind every corner. I can't trust anyone when my brother's best friends—the very ones protecting me—are my prime suspects. The truth is that I can't even trust myself. My fake boyfriend has my heart beating too fast… for real, and there's a secret kiss I can't forget. My hockey gods' roommates call a truce, and that's where the real danger is.

Douze ans plus tôt, quinze élèves d'Hillview Academy ont disparu en une seule nuit. Aujourd'hui, Cam est avocat à New York, mais quand il apprend que Seiya est vivant, tout bascule. Entre le présent, où l'enquête reprend, et le passé, où tout a commencé, Seiya, le Fou, et Cam, l'Amoureux, s'apprêtent à rejouer une partie entamée douze ans plus tôt. Une histoire d'amour dévastatrice. Dans ce jeu de mémoire et de feu, les masques se fendent, et quand la dernière carte se retourne, le Fou et l'Amoureux partagent le même destin : aimer… ou tomber.

I'd finally gotten it: my fairytale ending. I was happy. After years of agony and heartbreak, I'd finally found the love my soul craved. But even happy endings don't last forever. Before I knew it, I was taken–ripped away from him. My heart shattered, and now, there's only a sliver of hope to hold on to: Grayson. He would come for me. He wouldn’t stop the hunt until I was back in his arms.

Colt is my comfort. He’s the first one to hold my hand when life becomes hard. Creed is my support. He always has my back, is always ready to help me battle the world or my insecurities. Keelan is my joy. He effortlessly makes me laugh and exudes a light even when days become dark. Knox is my strength. He holds me together even when I want to break. Each of my guys is a great man and each fills a missing piece of my broken soul. I’m falling in love with them. Maybe I already have. The question is, do they love me back?

Los secretos y el poder controlan la vida de Brandon Barbieri. Hasta que la joven Amy Collins se convierte en la nueva modelo de Barbieri Advertising. La inmensa atracción física que existe entre ambos juega a su favor, pero los secretos nunca se acaban. El tormentoso pasado de ambos tampoco les ayudará a conseguir la felicidad. Brandon la desea para él más que a nada en el mundo, pasará por encima de todo, incluso de él mismo.

When Aleksei Morozov tilted my chin up with a single finger and kissed me, I slapped him like a good girl should when her new boss treats her like his property on her very first day on the job. Then I spent the night fantasizing about him doing absolutely shameful things to me, and when he kissed me again the next day, I just knelt at his feet, undid his pants, and begged for what I needed. By the time I found out he's a Bratva kingpin, he'd already made me his in every way. Now I'm bare and bound to his bed, knowing I'm about to take it really, really hard.

My family is gone. My parents. My twin sister. All of them murdered by the man who has stalked me for years. He nearly killed me, too. But I got away and he’s still out there, searching for me. He won’t find me. At least, I hope not. Thanks to WITSEC, I’ve been given a new life with a new identity. I know my future will be hard and lonely. I must stay strong and focus on the good. I’m getting a second chance at life. I am safe. My new home is beautiful. The four brothers who live next door are even more so.

The Stone brothers are the reason I can smile again. They are my only light in the drowning darkness. What started as friendship between them and me has become something more. They want me and I want them, too. But that won’t happen with my grief tearing me apart. Will I succumb to my grief and let it destroy me? Or will my guys be able to save me?

I kissed a man in a hockey mask and…I liked it. My twin brother swears that the man behind the mask is one of his three best friends. But he won't tell me which one. All he tells me is that each of his friends would be perfect for me. He has a rule for the perfect boyfriend.

I have battled my controlling family and won. I finally have what I want most - the wickedly sinful billionaire Henry Wolf, committed to me and within arm's reach most nights. If only it could stay that way. Because now I find myself caught between two titans vying for the Wolf empire, worth enough to make any moral man lethal. And Henry's brother is immoral to the bone. What will Henry do to save what he loves? And will I fall into that category?

Maddie isn’t looking to be saved. She knows the only person you can count on is yourself. Her moral compass might not point true north these days—but at least she’s still standing. The military taught Tyler about loyalty. Being there for your brothers is the only thing that matters—but when it mattered most, he wasn’t.

I went to a sex club to lose my virginity, but all I got was the attention of a man I should’ve stayed far away from. Nicholas is dark, dangerous, and charming. When he fails to sweep me off my feet, he finds another way to claim me. Now, locked away in his secluded mansion, I either give him what he wants or risk facing his wrath. This is a dark game, and if I’m not careful I could end up dead—if I don’t lose my soul to him first.

My husband of two years tells me he wants an open marriage. I'm stunned. I'm hurt. And I'm livid. I don't want to be married to a man who wants to open our bed to other people. But then I get a flat tire in the pouring rain and a sexy-as-hell gentleman helps me out. My husband is in the game, so one look at the skull ring on this gentleman's left hand tells me exactly who he is. The Skull King. I didn't want an open marriage… but I definitely want this man.

After narrowly escaping death, police officer Robyn Penhaligon leaves behind her life in Boston in search of some answers. Starting with Mac Galbraith, the Scottish father who abandoned her to pursue his career in private security. To reconnect with Mac, Robyn will finally meet a man she's long resented. Lachlan Adair. Hostility instantly brews between Robyn and Lachlan. She thinks the head of the Adair family is high-handed and self-important.

Women are dying. The killer wants to play a game with Lilah Love. Lilah doesn't play games, she doesn't submit to demands. The love of her life, her ex-lover that isn't so ex at all, Kane Mendez, knows that all too well, but like the hero or perhaps criminal that he is, he'll try to play the game for her. ​But this killer isn't playing with Kane, demanding Lilah step up or more blood will be shed. Lilah claims her role on the game board, and she'll do it to save lives, but she isn't happy. And when Lilah isn't happy, someone is going to die, all right, and it won't be her fault.

My hobbies consist of shopping, eating, and sleeping. Yeah, I know, it doesn't sound like I have much going for me, but what is a girl to do when she has an overbearing father who doesn't allow her to be anything but a socialite? I'm used to being in the spotlight, but when my father starts getting threats on my life, he hires a bodyguard: Maxim Levin, the Russian God with intense eyes and a face carved from stone. I don't think the man has ever cracked a smile. He's domineering, broody, and scary as hell. The more time I spend with him, the more his secrets come to light.

I'm the whispers in the dark you can't ignore. The bully you can't run away from. I'm the tormentor who makes your life a living hell. The villain you love to hate. I'm the vicious monster sleeping in the next room. The one who knows all your secrets. And I'll stop at nothing to make you pay.

I wanted to be a painter, but that's just a dream. A mafia princess doesn't get to choose her future. Still, I never let it get me down. I always try to make the best of everything. Until I'm forced to go for brutal training, and I meet Nikolai Vetrov. Forbidden and way too attractive, the man turns out to be my worst nightmare incarnated. He's cold and ruthless, and I'm pretty sure there's no heart to be found in his chest, unlike mine that won't stop beating overtime at the mere sight of him.

Our first meeting was at a nightclub, and it was something straight out of my most romantic fantasies. My ovaries exploded at the sight of the Russian God. And by God, I mean he was ripped, tall, dark, and deadly attractive. There were enough sparks between us to light up a city. Then an explosion blasted through the nightclub, and we got trapped together for three hours, sharing our most personal details...everything but our names. Two years later, our second meeting is the complete opposite of the first. It's clear Misha Petrov, a Russian enforcer for the bratva, despises me.