Resultados para "Storm" en Gótico

Arden Rivers has rebuilt her life brick by fragile brick, determined not to be defined by the shadows of her past. But when roses begin to appear at her door—perfect, blood-red, deliberate—so do the notes. Intimate. Intrusive. Written by someone who knows her too well. Each gift is beautiful. Each gift is a threat.

They called me a freak. They called me a loser. They tormented me and made my life a living nightmare when all I had ever wanted was to be left alone. And five years ago, after a lifetime of being bullied and harassed, of enduring more pain and trauma than any man could handle, that's exactly what I set out to do. I left the only home I'd ever known to lock myself behind the cemetery gates and care for the only people who have ever given me the peace I craved—the dead.

I am not a chosen of the Gods, but a bloody tragedy of their choices. I have endured worse than the Darkhavens. Torture. Pain. Manipulation. There is nothing anyone can do to me that I have not already done to myself. Ruen's betrayal will not break me. Despite the punishment I receive, my goal remains the same: Find the target. Terminate them. Free myself from the Underworld Assassination Guild. It doesn't matter if I let a single night of weakness bind me to one of them. I can't let it matter. They're all guilty in my eyes.

When Tegan Penrose climbs over the iron railings of the walled rose garden in the empty ruins of Trevarron House on the wild Cornish coast, she's unexpectedly pulled into 1755... and trapped in a world she doesn't belong to. Mistaken for a lady's maid, she enters a household shadowed by whispers and scandal. Lord William De Vere Trevarron is haunted. His beautiful young wife died under mysterious circumstances four years ago, and society still whispers of murder.

A body found hanging from the ceiling fan in the tower room of the old manor house on Storm Island: For 19 years, Kate Pomeroy has suppressed that memory. A second-year resident in surgery, she thinks she has her life under control. But a curious conversation overheard while taking a catnap launches her on a descent into a world filled with nightmarish visions that cause her to doubt her own sanity. Sent to Storm Island to rest and recuperate from an apparent breakdown, Kate is forced to come to grips with memories of the summer her mother died as well as new terrors.

Elara’s instincts have kept her alive despite the growing viciousness of the fae realm. Since the enchanted storm decimated her family seven years ago and forced her to care for her younger siblings, Elara craves an escape from the ghosts of her past. When the charming general of the last human stronghold offers her the chance to act as a spy, Elara discovers a trail of embers and ash, along with her own awakening darkness.

Varena is set to marry a prince—young, handsome, wealthy. Why, then, does she see a glimpse of something in his eyes that terrifies her?

The hauntingly beautiful second book in the gothic romance Poisoner series, where Alina Lis finds herself the prey of her vampiric ex-lover, Silas. They’re a couple deadly as sin, and as intoxicating as a sip of poison . . . Return to the world of The Poisoner... In the shadows of 1890s...

'Deliciously chilly' Guardian 'Humming with suppressed hysteria and madness' The Times 'Wonderfully evocative' Heat Hare House is not its real name, of course. I have, if you will forgive me, kept names to a minimum here, for reasons that will become understandable . . . In the first brisk days...