Resultados para "The Journey" en Suspense romántico

Jamie Blackstone, at the tender age of 15, had a comfortable life provided by her loving mother. Living in a picturesque community of Gray Mountain, Montana, she was a happy young teen. In the blink of an eye, her life changed with the murder of her mother. Jamie was then transported to Richmond, Virginia, to live with an alcoholic father and a grandmother who despised her very existence.

They say it's about the journey, not the destination Charlene "Charlie" Moreau is back in St. Francisville, Louisiana, to work on a movie. One night, she stumbles across the body of a Civil War reenactor, the second murdered in two days. Charlie is shocked to learn that her father a guide on...

With each new revelation that comes, can Isaac protect his boy from what is coming? Time is running out. As the security team hired by Isaac to protect his boy uncover sordid secrets, will they undo all the positive steps Ferron has taken? Now Isaac must make a choice. But is it the right one for Ferron? Having declared his feelings to Isaac, Ferron wants to claim back the life that was stolen from him. But has he left it too late and will the police believe him after all this time?

An Amish midwife heroically saves a newborn when its mother is killed on Christmas morning. Horrified at where the baby will be placed, she chooses to break the law and hide the infant among her people. Sugarcreek’s best, Officer Rachel Mattias, hunts for the baby’s family, but her investigation takes her to the inner-city streets of Cleveland, where she has to fight through a dark maze of lies, suspicion, gang culture, and an overwhelmed children’s services agency. When two people’s dreams collide, who will win?

A killer lurks in the shadows of Hyde Park, New York...waiting. Manhattan District Attorney, Lauren Taylor, is about to take on the most important case of her career, prosecuting Gino Valdina, acting mob boss of New York's most influential crime syndicate.

I didn’t have a choice. My only option to find out who murdered my parents was to die myself; become a ghost. The hardest part was not being able to tell my best friend Nash and my sister Natasha. Everything was set. It was supposed to be my last assignment - a peacekeeping mission. What I didn’t know was they had hired someone else to take me out, and it would have worked if it hadn’t been for her.

I don’t have much in this world beyond The Devil’s Handmaidens MC, and I’ve always been okay with that. My sisters are my life, our mission my reason for being. But that all changes when a little boy chooses me to be his protector, to be his voice. When I take him home, my plan is to drop him off and get out of dodge. Unfortunately, I’m met with a father who doesn’t know how to drag himself out of the pits of Hell. And for some reason beyond my understanding, I want to help. I just have to convince the man, and my club, that I can. But helping them isn’t the only problem I’m facing.

On the brink of war with the Sioux, Sarah risks everything to expose the betrayal threatening the man she loves. Christmas is coming, and the air at Fort Laramie has turned cold . . . but relations with the Sioux have turned colder. As tensions between soldiers and natives approach a tipping...

Will Sarah’s journey west lead her back into the arms of the one man she can trust? When her father succumbs to a long illness, Sarah Montgomery is freed from duty to family. At last she can be with the love of her life, Rand Campbell, who has gone out west to Fort Laramie, Wyoming. Sarah and...

In the celebratory mood of the recently-ended Civil War, Sarah discovers her betrothed has been keeping a devastating secret. While the tiny town of Wabash, Indiana, celebrates the end of the fighting, Sara Montgomery attends the parties, but inside she’s fighting a deep sadness. The love of...

Everyone has a dark side, a part of them that they try to keep hidden. As President of the Black Savages MC, my darkness is a constant companion, one I embrace with open arms. But even I have limits. Sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong isn’t without consequences. And mine come in the form of a feisty author who makes me want to step into the light. Neither of us believe in fairytales, but something about her has me vowing to be the knight in leather armor who shows her what it’s like to be forever savage. Nova…

I loved her for years but she never loved me back. When she was taken, I snapped. Now she’s back and not herself. She’s an empty shell of the woman I knew. But I still love her. Her demons are many, and I want to slay every one. Problem is, she thinks she’s too broken.

Saints Purgatory MC follows a club determined to rid the world of the seven deadly sins, even though it means becoming sinners themselves. The core three (Prez, VP, and Enforcer) learned at a young age that no one is looking out for them but each other. Wronged by those in the church, their friendship becomes stronger, unbreakable, and the revenge they live for becomes the basis for their futures.

Aiden… I hate secrets. They ruin people’s lives and end relationships. Too bad I picked a job that’s full of clients with skeletons in their closet. None of that bothers me because I can compartmentalize. Keep the required boundaries intact. Until she shows up on my doorstep. She’s the one person that can make me forget the rules of the brotherhood. The only person I would even consider doing that for. Problem is, she has one secret that’s a game-changer. And it’s one I’m not sure I can forgive.

I was raised around pinging slot machines and the jubilant shouts of middle-aged women who won any amount of money at the Devil’s Double Down casino. Beneath it all was the Devil’s Handmaidens Motorcycle Club: Atlantic City, NJ chapter. I’ve grown from a fascinated little girl into the president of the MC, in charge of a thriving casino and underground business that no one knows about. Unless they’ve already proven their loyalty to me and DHMC. And I take my position of authority very seriously.

There isn’t a person in the world who hasn’t committed a sin. Some sins are worse than others, but seven of them are deadly. But those seven worst of the worst? They’re what drive Saints Purgatory MC to keep fighting. Grim… They call me Grim, short for Grim Reaper. My President is the judge, my club the jury, and I’m the executioner. I may be different from my brothers, but death and destruction doesn’t give a damn about that. Our victims all bleed the same. As the enforcer for Saints Purgatory MC, I’m perfect because I can’t hear anyone scream for mercy, not that I would show any.

Peppermint… My life has never been one of ease. Taken at fifteen, I was subjected to horrors better left in the dark, and then shunned by the people who were supposed to love me. Even with all that, I was one of the lucky ones. Because I was rescued by members of the very motorcycle club I am now proud to call my family. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have scars. Deep, depressing, never-ending emotional pain forever reminds me of what I went through. That and the image of my tormentor, which is tattooed on my brain. It’s been years since I’ve seen that face, but it’s back. Only, it’s different.

There isn’t a person in the world who hasn’t committed a sin. Some sins are worse than others, but seven of them are deadly. But those seven worst of the worst? They’re what drive Saints Purgatory MC to keep fighting. Apple… I live my life as a free-spirit, a woman determined to carve out her place in the music industry… Hell, in the world. Writing songs and playing gigs is how I survive, and for the most part, it works. Until it doesn’t. I never dreamed I’d get sick and be dragged to a motorcycle club for help, but that’s where I find myself.

Revenge is supposed to be sweet, swift, but it’s never that simple. I’ve spent years craving it, and now that I’m finally in a position to make it happen, nothing can stop me. Enter one stripper that doesn’t fit in and everything changes. I still need revenge and to ease the ache of failure, but she makes me want something else, something I never thought possible. Now, I want a life.

I served my country and returned broken. Trying to fit the pieces back together, I built the Broken Rebel Brotherhood. We walked a fine line between right and wrong to protect those who had nowhere else to turn. I’d never mixed business with pleasure. That is, until her.