Resultados para "Stoner" en Suspense romántico

The moment she walks into my club—dressed in a stolen uniform, carrying a tray of champagne—I know she doesn't belong. When I catch her in my office, stealing secrets, I give her a choice: tell me who sent her...or find out exactly what happens to those who cross a Volkov.

Un matrimonio de conveniencia obliga a un duque poderoso a elegir entre su soberbia atroz y un amor que derrite su helado corazón. La reputación lo es todo en la alta sociedad. Y nadie sigue las reglas tan a rajatabla como Constantine Buccleigh, el duque de Pryde. Pero cuando un extorsionador amenaza con exponer su funesto secreto —y con quitarle todo lo que tiene—, Pryde se ve obligado a casarse con la señorita Modesty Fairchild, una mujer muy por debajo de su posición social. Modesty, una arqueóloga prometedora, prefiere cavar en la tierra a ser la anfitriona de un baile.

When my grandfather, a shipping tycoon, went missing, I quickly discovered that there are some problems that money can't solve. And this frightening situation was one of them. I didn't think things could possibly get worse, but then I woke up. To a monster standing over me. With his hand covering my mouth. My reluctant captor, Viktor, with his clipped Russian accent and scary looking guns, operates with military precision. Don't even get me started on his rules. As he drags me across the globe, we are plunged into a dark world that is filled with danger and violence.

I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I witnessed a crime. The police are failing to protect me. And my chance of survival isn't looking good. Andrusha is the cold and dangerous leader of the Vancouver Russian Mafia; he's also my best chance to make it to trial alive. The only thing we have in common is our shared enemy. This man is everything your mom warned you about. He's ruthless. He's cold. And he likes to be in control. I should be afraid of him. I should keep my distance. So why is he the only one who makes me feel safe? Who will protect me from my protector?

When I claimed to be Roman Romanov's fiancé, I just wanted a Russian to leave me alone at a club. I didn't know another bratva boss was upstairs at that very moment trying to get Roman to marry his daughter, and I definitely didn't expect to end up going home with Roman that night. Or to be calling him daddy with my cheeks blushing and my bottom sore from a spanking.

He didn't ask for my surrender. He took it. Maybe I let myself get a little too tipsy this evening, but I didn't expect to wake up next to a Russian mobster without my panties on. Fortunately, Maxim Volkov isn't here to ravage me. At least not tonight... He's made it his business to look out for me, and if that means taking me over his knee with my bottom bare for a spanking with my own hairbrush, then that's exactly what he's going to do.

When Nikolai Romanov came looking for my brother, I emptied my savings hoping I could pay off his debt. But I didn't have even close to enough, so the bastard decided to take me instead. I didn't expect a Russian mafia boss like him to be gentle with me...and he wasn't. Not when he spanked me for daring to wear panties under the dress he chose for me, and certainly not when he stripped me out of that same dress and made me scream in his bed.

Jace Stone was supposed to be one night—something wild and necessary. But I should've known better. He's a billionaire heart surgeon. A man women chase. The kind who never commits, never calls, and never stays. And yet...he stayed. He broke all his rules. Let me into his world. Held my son in his arms like he belonged there. And when I walked away? It wasn't because I stopped loving him. It was because someone made sure I couldn't afford to.

It’s been two years since I was traded to the Stone Riders Motorcycle Club. While it saved my life, I was forced to leave behind the only person that ever mattered to me. Dripping with tattoos, his hair as dark as his soul, the brooding president of the Death Raiders still holds my heart… even if he doesn't seem to know what to do with it. Yet, Silas has watched me from afar for years, always protecting me from a distance and creating havoc on my tattered emotions. To love and be loved an arm's length away has been torture…until it seemed we might finally free ourselves of this pain.

In a tangled mess of betrayal and chaos, I was moved almost overnight onto rival territory under the protection of the one man I never wanted to be a burden to. Jameson King. To keep me safe, he handed me a ring and told me I’d become his wife. It’s a marriage made of convenience, but there’s a thread of truth neither of us want to examine. The past we’re ignoring, the almost we could have had if our lives were different. If I hadn’t chosen wrong.

Going home wasn’t an option, not when I promised Callie I’d stay. She swore I’d eventually feel like I belonged in this small town. The club ensured I had a job, and a place to live which reluctantly earned my loyalty—until I discovered their little caveat. The apartment technically belonged to the new president. I was welcome to stay… as long as I understood it meant sharing. And my new roommate? The very man who turned avoidance into an Olympic sport.

I didn't really consider myself part of my father's legacy...until I found out what he left behind in his will: property, ten acres to be exact, which included the headquarters for his beloved motorcycle club. I had no idea that accepting the terms of my inheritance would thrust me into a battle with the new club president, Wesley Ryan. He's unfathomably handsome, menacing, and formidable in every way. But his derision toward me only makes me cling that much tighter to my birthright. That is, it did until he decides to play dirty.

It's a case that ended in a tragic set of events, and one the town would rather forget. But no one can turn tragedy sexy like Hollywood, and whether Levi Fox, one of investigators on the real case, likes it or not, the dazzle of ready, set, action is coming to Cold. Worse than that? His Captain agreed to make him the lead liaison for any and all information about his former partner Grace Murphy. But Hollywood doesn't know all of the details of the real case, and Levi Fox vows to take them to the grave.

I always get what I want. Until now. The club has been infiltrated. There’s a cop who knows too much. And it’s my job as president to clean up this sh-t. I can’t afford any distractions. But when Hayley slams into my bike, she’s all I think about. Her thick curves make me want to take her for a ride. She quickly becomes the stress relief that I need. However, the closer we get, the more questions about the club she has.

When I wrote to Callum Rose five years ago, I never expected a response. He was an up-and-coming rock star, after all, and I was just a shy seventeen-year-old. He did write back, though, and through hundreds of emails, we became best friends. Until the day we unknowingly broke each other’s hearts. It’s been three years since our last email. I’m all grown up with a new job at Good Music and finally have my act together. But then Callum Rose walks in the door, and I’m instantly thrown back to the days when he meant everything to me.

Alex Stone is no stranger to high stakes, but when his carefully constructed world teeters on the brink of collapse, the one person he turns to is the wife who’s ready to walk away. Ava agreed to help him uncover a dangerous conspiracy targeting his company. As threats escalate and their marriage of convenience is tested, Alex and Ava must navigate a web of secrets, betrayal, and simmering emotions. With their bond deepening under the pressure, Alex faces his most personal battle yet: convincing Ava that their partnership is more than a business arrangement.

When Luka Romanov burst into the bar where I work to take care of some mafia business, I was still an innocent virgin. I woke up the next morning sore, spent, and feeling much less innocent. He tracked me down to punish me for trying to run from him, but it wasn't just his hard hand reddening my bare bottom that left me soaking wet and ready to be ruthlessly claimed. I was breathless and desperately in need the moment he pinned me to the wall and kissed me.

Arman Romanov has looked out for me since I was a little girl, yet now when I need him more than ever I can't stand the idea of accepting help from the son of a man my father betrayed. But it isn't up to me. A powerful mafia family is demanding that I pay my father's debts and Arman is the only one who can protect me, but that isn't the reason I'm sore, spent, and sleeping by his side tonight.

All I wanted was to outrun the ghosts that haunt me. But I run from my home and into the arms of a handsome alpha. For the first time ever, a shifter appeals to the human side of me and to my wolf as well. There's a reason for that. He's my mate. One night of passion led me to a mate I don't want, don't need, and have every intention of rejecting. A shifter determined to drag me back to a place I swore I'd never return. A place where old enemies have resurfaced. He's unmovable. Stone by name. Stone by nature.

The Sick Boys are hiding something from me. They want to pretend like I didn't kill my rapist and they didn't help. But we're not ordinary college students, that much has become clear to me, and I'm growing tired of all of the lies and secrets. Their masks are cracking, and, finally, I'm starting to see the grotesque reality underneath. It's far darker than I ever expected, and it's not enough. They know everything about me, so now it's my turn. I fear nothing. Not them. Not the man that I killed or the people who set me up.