Resultados para "The Baby" en Negra y suspense

Growing up, the ice was my safe space. I excelled at playing hockey. However, these days, it's hockey players who provide sanctuary—one bed at a time. We have an arrangement. I offer them a night of pleasure, and in return, they grant me all the temporary, artificial love I can get my hands on—a chance to feel whole. Happily ever after doesn't exist where I come from, but I crave it just the same. It was a foolproof system. Until Barrett. One night with him was all it took to tear down walls and crack the facade I worked so hard to build.

I despised Nikolai Antonov. It didn't matter that he was drop-dead gorgeous, rich beyond comprehension, and totally obsessed with me. His rock-solid abs and lustful banter weren't going to convince me to crawl into bed with him. Even when agreed to help rescue my cousin who was kidnapped by the Cartel, my opinion of him didn't budge. He was toxic, and I wanted absolutely nothing to do with him… Until I got pregnant with his baby.

The concluding Hammer novel begins with a 21st-century funeral before flashing back to summer, 1973. Nine years after the events of Dig Two Graves, Hammer takes another unlikely vacation—this time on Long Island to help look after his partner Velda Sterling’s seventeen-year-old sibling, Mikki. When Mikki gets hooked on heroin, Hammer—filled with contempt for dope dealers—goes on a rampage. He will find those behind the drug racket and teach them what shooting up is all about.

Arrogant, dangerous, and unbelievably skilled with his tongue, Luka is a ruthless bratva boss who has a reputation for playing it fast and loose. And I've fallen right into his possessive hands. He might be exceedingly handsome and wealthy, but that doesn't forgive him for being a notorious criminal mastermind. Maybe I should've thought twice before crawling into bed with him. And perhaps it would've been wise to use protection instead of getting lost in his fierce gaze and perfect abs.

It was only meant to be one wild night. Now my older brother's best friend, a savage mafia brute, is the father of my unborn child. My life was cold, sterile, and planned to perfection. And then came Reaper, an erupting volcano that melted my… everything. Yes, there's a reason behind his name... He's ruthless to the core. And I'm mesmerized by his scorching center. My brother's out for blood. He'll stop at nothing to destroy us. But I'm addicted to the thrill. To the danger. To the inked masterpiece that's Reaper.

My life changes forever when my little girl appears in a basket on my doorstep, her long lashes fluttering, only a few hours old. She’s so tiny and precious; my heart is hers in an instant. My husband Tom and I have always longed for a child, so we agree not to tell the authorities. We won’t risk them taking her away. And I know if they find out my history, they’d never let me keep her…I’m so grateful to have my beautiful baby, who we call Daisy. But while Tom refuses to talk about it, I can’t stop wondering who her biological parents are and why they left her with us?

‘My baby’s been taken,’ I sob into the phone. Blood is everywhere. My fiancé, Alex, is slumped beside the birthing pool, his head gashed open. The baby? Gone. I cradle my empty stomach, my empty arms. And then Alex looks at me — not with love, but with blame. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. The move. The fresh start. The antenatal classes. The new friends. But nothing about this feels right. And as the sirens wail closer, I realize something terrible — someone planned this. Someone in our new life wanted our baby.

Uri Bugrov caught me trespassing, and suddenly, my life is out of control. I'm pregnant with his baby—correction, his babies. I'm also a prisoner of his enemies. Uri comes to save me because, of course, he does. But my rescue comes with collateral damage. Because now, Polly is missing. Even though I'm back under Uri's protection, there are more uncertainties between us than ever. What happens if we don't save her? What happens when these babies come? What happens if this is all my fault… and Uri never forgives me?

Willy and Marianne’s farmhouse in Maine has acres of meadow and fresh air, and a lonesome bridle path in the forest along which Willy daydreams and ambles. When he’s loaned a decrepit old baby stroller to cart his groceries home, the rickety squeak of the wheels comforts him. So do the sweet coos of a baby Willy knows can’t be real. Can it? In this twisted thicket, wishes come true—with a price.

On the night that I came face to face with death, I was rescued by the most gorgeous man I'd ever laid eyes on. A cunning bratva boss I had no business getting mixed up with. A dangerous man whose kisses tasted like wild summer days and a thousand bad decisions. Staying with him was simply not an option, and falling for him would ruin me forever. So, I allowed our chance encounter to end after just one passionate night under the stars. I should've known it would never be that simple, that two people from such different worlds would leave an impact that the universe would never forget.

Jasha Antonov is everything my mother taught me to be wary of. Sadistically hot, openly jealous, and with a past so dark, he could be a villain in a fairy tale. When our worlds come crashing together, it's not a fairy tale we create. It's wicked, raw passion, wild, dangerous temptations, and a shocking secret that could destroy us both.

It's been two years since Jamie Carter escaped captivity and saved Charlotte Grand, the infant daughter of New York Governor Phillip Grand, becoming a national hero for foiling the kidnapping plot that incarcerated reputed mobster/entrepreneur Don Bailino—the man who abducted and raped her. As Governor Grand considers his candidacy for U.S. president, Bailino inexplicably escapes from prison, and soon Jamie's fifteen-month-old daughter, Faith—Bailino’s biological child—disappears.

New York Governor Phillip Grand’s infant daughter disappears without a trace from her crib. Hours later, newly divorced and out-of-work writer Jamie Carter is abducted by a dark, handsome stranger in a crowded New York City park. Jamie is whisked upstate, where she is forced to care for the kidnapped Baby Grand in a plot to delay the execution of mobster Gino Cataldi.

Elio Rossi is a dream on paper. He's rich, handsome, and head of his family's multi-billion-dollar business. He's also a ruthless Mafia Don and my older brother's best friend. But even that isn't a huge issue to me. No, Elio is my nightmare because he used to be my dream man. We've been betrothed since childhood. But the night of our engagement years ago, our parents died in a tragic accident. One that I'm sure Elio's family planned.

It’s been six months since Neal Becker was convicted of the murder of his mother-in-law. He’s been committed to the Central State Psychiatric Hospital for life. Meanwhile, "poor, innocent" Baby Natasha is in the custody of Susan Matlow, the compassionate nurse who helped "rescue" her from her criminally insane father. Neal knows what his daughter is. And he knows he only has one chance to stop her from causing more death and destruction.

Welcome to the fast-paced, high-stakes world of Rasheed, an antihero you'll love to hate, much like Scarface. Caught up in a game of fast money, faster women, and a hustler's dream, Rasheed's secrets and lies threaten to sever his alliance with his baby's mother, Michelle.

When his girlfriend throws him out during the pandemic, Bambi has to go to his uncle's house in lockdown Lagos. He arrives during a blackout, and is surprised to find Aunty Bidemi sitting in a candlelit room with another woman. They both claim to be the mother of the baby boy, fast asleep in his crib. At night Bambi is kept awake by the baby's cries, and during the days, he is disturbed by a cockerel that stalks the garden. There is sand in the rice. A blood stain appears on the wall. Someone scores tribal markings into the baby's cheeks. Who is lying, and who is telling the truth?

I never forgot her...Noni, the woman just as unique as her name who never failed to light a fire inside me. The last time I saw her I was in a bad place, a dark one that actually sent me to the Big Apple today. I was in the city to lead another one of my late father's corporate divisions yes, but running, escape, had been my true plan of intent. I had lots to get away from, my sins a laundry list, and it had been she, Noni, who got me out of them the last time. She did more than just fill a void. She fixed my messed up soul no matter how brief a time. So why had I let her go?

Twenty-six-year-old NICU nurse Annabelle Kaplan is devoted to the preterm infants in her care—even as her own life quietly unravels. Haunted by the stillbirth of her daughter and drowning in secret debt from compulsive shopping, Annabelle clings to her work as a lifeline. When a tragic accident leaves her beloved patient, Baby Olivia, orphaned, Annabelle’s world tilts again. Olivia is placed in the custody of her only relative—an aunt who seems more interested in money than motherhood.

All my adult life, I've longed for a baby. We tried IVF. We tried everything. Now, we're waiting to adopt. We have a beautiful home and all the love in the world to give a child. But we're told it will take years. Then one day, at Rocky Point Beach, one thing leads to another. I make a split-second decision—and I come home with a baby. He has tiny red bow lips and the chubbiest cheeks. He's gorgeous. I call him Jonah.