Resultados para "Storm" en Erótica

Nadie dijo que fuera una buena persona, ni pretendo serlo. Podría achacarlo a mi mal carácter, mi profesión o mi falta de infancia, pero sería una necia. Soy quien soy y hago lo que hago porque me gusta, porque soy la mejor y porque necesito la adrenalina que me genera hacer rugir un coche bajo mis pies, un hombre entre mis muslos y aceptar encargos por los que me pagan cantidades indecentes de dinero. ¿Materialista? Puede, pero ya viví suficientes miserias como para saber que el dinero es lo único que me mueve.

I never wanted to disappear more than while around my family. Briar Lane, the girl only useful for one thing: my surname. A business handshake and pawn to be traded. My father's chess piece shuffled between empires. That was my life back in L.A., but all it took was finding the dirty secret stuffed in a jacket pocket, and my entire world unraveled.

La Navidad es un época mágica en la que la bondad inunda los corazones de todo el mundo. Aunque también puede convertirse en una etapa fría en la que busquemos incansablemente algo caliente...

Bet you thought I was dead, huh? Pfft. I'm a lot harder to kill than that. I thought I was safe surrounded by my fated mates and Gavin. Boy, was I wrong. Who I once thought was nothing more than an over-inflated bimbo turned out to be the devil in disguise. Determined to destroy my very...

"Utanför rasade stormen. Träd föll, broar och vägar stängdes och all tågtrafik i hela landet avbröts. Människor var strandsatta överallt, utan möjlighet att komma hem, och vi gjorde som så många andra: Följde inbjudan att twittra ordet #husrum. Det är alltid en chansning att öppna ditt hem för en främling, och vi hade också talat om att det kunde bli både en lång och tråkig natt. Men vi hade tur. Vi delade en flaska rött vin medan alla tre lagade middag. Vi pratade och skrattade som om vi hade känt varandra i åratal.

Growing up in the family business, where being an alpha is power, my parents groomed me to be the fiercest of them all. Being the head of the Storm family empire isn't just my birthright, it's my legacy, my namesake.

Jake Wethers' life is perfect. He's married to the woman he's always loved, and they have three beautiful children. The Mighty Storm is still going strong, and his record label is thriving. But not so long ago, Jake's life wasn't perfect. The unexpected and untimely death of his best friend, Jonny Creed, had sent an already out-of-control Jake spiraling down further.

The son of an icon. He was a legend. Rock royalty. A man I never met. But I’m measured against him in every aspect of my life. The only time I feel like me...the real me...is when I’m onstage with my band. But the more we grow in popularity, the more people compare me to him. I’m not him. And I never will be. If only everyone could figure that out for themselves. I need a break from it all. Then, a confrontation has me jumping in my car, putting LA in my rearview mirror. And a stupid mistake ends up with my car on the side of the road. And straight into the path of a girl.

Bella se reúne con sus antiguos compañeros de la escuela de teatro para celebrar Santa Lucía. Cuando estudiaban siempre fueron conocidos por sus fiestas salvajes y Bella se pregunta si la reunión conservará el aroma de antaño. Pero de lo que más ganas tiene es de ver a Will, aunque las cosas no parecen sucederse como esperaba. Una noche en la sauna y un hecho inesperado la catapultarán a los encuentros sexuales más placenteros de su vida, ¿qué mejor manera de celebrar la Navidad?

Everybody feared the man with the metal band over his mouth. Stryker was part of an elite group of Cyborgs genetically enhanced with inhuman DNA. He was known as the Creeper, the quiet, the man with half a face. His fate was his own and his freedom hard-earned, having nothing to live for but the hunt and his perfect record. Until he received a distress call that changed his bleak existence.

Kidnapped on his wedding day in the 12th century and forced into a thousand years of servitude by a cold-hearted faery princess, rugged blacksmith Aidan dreams of nothing but revenge on his captor. Then the spell of a beautiful witch awakens him to the present day - and a passionate desire. But to build a future, he must first confront his past.… Modern witch and magic-shop owner Brooke doesn’t think her life is missing anything, until a wayward enchantment lands a brooding medieval blacksmith in her spell room - and in her arms.

When Caris' unearthly musical talent attracts the attention of the Wild Hunt, the Welsh farm girl is stolen away to serve as a faery grim, a herald of death. Two centuries later she's finally escaped back to the human world - and into the present-day life of a reclusive and heartbroken American musician.

As a child, Morgan Edwards marveled at the faery tales spun by her beloved grandmother, stories of the magical beings hidden in the heart of ancient Wales. But now Morgan is all grown up, a veterinarian who believes only in what science can prove - until the night a massive black dog saves her from a vicious attack. Suddenly a stranger stands before her, the man of her dreams made flesh and blood, not by science, but by a magic that could bring them their hearts’ desires...or cost them everything they have.

Heir to a noble fae house, Trahern is forced to watch helplessly as his twin brother is cruelly changed into a grim - a death dog - as punishment for falling in love with the wrong person. Trahern doesn't believe love exists, but he will do anything to keep his brother alive - even join the Wild Hunt and ride the night skies of the human world. Lissy Santiago-Callahan believes in love but has no time for it. She's busy juggling her career as an academic and her home life as a single mom to a young son with Asperger's.

"Hun smiler, da hun tænker på dengang, de kørte ud mod skoven. Dengang, hun parkerede på en lille grusvej i skovbrynet. Dengang, der var så varmt, at de var nødt til at åbne vinduerne. Dengang, hvor duften af det dugvåde græs og lyden fra solsorten sneg sig ind i bilen. Dengang, hvor hun skreg sin orgasme ud, så fuglenes sang forstummede." Novellen er udgivet i samarbejde med den svenske filmproducer Erika Lust.

"Si ya estaba desconcertada, no fue nada en comparación con lo perpleja que se quedó tras abrir el paquete. Dentro de la gran caja marrón había un montón de regalitos de distintos colores. Todos estaban envueltos con papel de regalo de Navidad y un lazo rojo. Con cada lazo había un papelito con un número escrito. Jessica rebuscó en el interior de la caja durante un rato y encontró un sobre blanco que decía: «léeme». Se le aceleró el corazón cuando abrió el sobre y lo leyó."

Dar Roberts, corporate raider for a multi-national tech company, is cold, practical, and merciless. She does her job with razor-sharp accuracy. Friends are a luxury she cannot allow herself, and love is something she knows she'll never attain. Kerry Stuart left Michigan for Florida in an attempt to get away from her domineering politician father and the constraints of the overly conservative life her family forced upon her. After college she worked her way into supervision at a small tech company, only to have it taken over by Dar Roberts's organization.

Years ago, Wynn and Elizabeth Delancy adopted Christine and Henry. Now Christine has moved to a nearby city. Working as a secretary in a prosperous company, she is drawn to her employer's handsome son. Henry has joined the Canadian Mounties, where one of his first duties is to help a young widow and her infant. In their new lives, as new relationships grow, can Christine and Henry still draw on the faith they have learned from their parents?

En het och oväntad natt i fjällen smälter snön under deras passion. "Kan du resa dig?" Kan jag det? Nej, krafterna är slut, och när han sticker in händerna under min nacke och under knävecken, känns allt som en egendomlig dröm. Mina läppar rör sig och det kanske kommer ut något ljud men jag vet inte vad jag säger. Om det är något vett i det eller bara rappakalja. Han lyfter mig som om jag är lika lätt som dun och bär mig till en våningssäng i hörnet. "Du borde komma ur de där blöta kläderna. Jag tar av dem om det är okej för dig." Jag orkar inte svara.

"Han glömde bort att de bara var en bit in från en välbesökt vandringsled, kysste henne hungrigt. Hon drog ner sina egna byxor, vände sig om och lutade sig framåt, tog tag med båda händer mot ett träd." Fredrik och Anna har varit tillsammans i tretton år. De börjar närma sig femtio och deras relation är fin och kärleksfull men de saknar båda något; de har tappat glöden och är inte längre lika fantasifulla.