Resultados para "The Names" en Romántica

¿Qué lleva a Elon Kone a ser friegaplatos de día y estríper de noche? Quizá sea lo mismo que empuja a la heredera del imperio Yang a buscar su fortuna en el interior de una galleta. Bastará una noche en el SKS para que sus mundos colisionen, muerdan la manzana y el sabor de la tentación adquiera nombre de pecado. Mentiras, secretos... La venganza es dulce y se sirve en plato frío. Un juego peligroso en el que el devorador puede convertirse en devorado. Déjate seducir por la gula y sumérgete en el placer de la traición.

Casteel Da’Neer knows all too well that very few are as cunning or vicious as the Blood Queen, but no one, not even him, could’ve prepared for the staggering revelations. The magnitude of what the Blood Queen has done is almost unthinkable. Nothing will stop Poppy from freeing her King and destroying everything the Blood Crown stands for. With the strength of the Primal of Life’s guards behind her, and the support of the wolven, Poppy must convince the Atlantian generals to make war her way—because there can be no retreat this time.

Bogen bag succesfilmen "Call Me by Your Name". Romantisk kærlighedshistorie sat i Norditalien i 1983. Den 17-årige Elio tilbringer sommeren med sin familie i deres hus i Norditalien og forelsker sig hovedkulds i familiens sommergæst, den lidt ældre studerende Oliver. Elio og Oliver udvikler ganske langsomt et forhold til hinanden, og det bliver en sommer i det smukke italienske landskab, de aldrig glemmer - og som kommer til at ændre deres liv for altid.

Casteel Da’Neer knows all too well that very few are as cunning or vicious as the Blood Queen, but no one, not even him, could’ve prepared for the staggering revelations. The magnitude of what the Blood Queen has done is almost unthinkable. Nothing will stop Poppy from freeing her King and destroying everything the Blood Crown stands for. With the strength of the Primal of Life’s guards behind her, and the support of the wolven, Poppy must convince the Atlantian generals to make war her way—because there can be no retreat this time.

Leopold Graham never expected to inherit his earldom so soon—or the massive debt his father saddled the title with. Forced to leave behind his pursuit of hedonistic pleasure and instead pursue a suitable, wealthy heiress, Leo sees nothing but a long, dull future ahead of him.

Life is pretty good for Clove; he's miles away from where he was a year ago. He has a roof over his head, food in his stomach, safety, security—even a job. And nothing means more to him than pleasing his boss . . . nothing. He wants Marcel, though the man is way out of his league. If Clove can't have Marcel's heart, he wants to earn his respect, and when he receives his first solo task, he is ready. At least until the mission results in a dead body.

Morgan thought a weekend at the exclusive Namaste Center—a luxury wellness retreat for women, located in the picturesque Berkshires—would be the perfect way to recover from a breakup. Her two best friends insisted she needed the detox, meditation, and most of all, distance from her complicated ex, Noah. No phones, no distractions, just a chance to reset and move on.

On her 20th birthday, Mary Hepburn - daughter of the local magistrate - learns that she is to marry John Aitken, a much older man. Unhappy with this, Mary walks to the local moor to clear her mind. Instead, she meets and falls in love with the handsome Captain Ferintosh, when he saves her from whiskey smugglers. The situation gets even more complicated when Mary's father arrests Ferintosh.

I’ve spent my entire career following protocol and keeping my emotions in check. But everything changed when she crashed into my life—a brilliant agent whose instincts could unravel our enemies or destroy us both. Now, we’re racing against time to expose a traitor at the heart of a shadowy intelligence organization so secret that most don’t believe it exists. With our nemesis hunting us, a key mentor’s life hanging in the balance, and a connection between us that defies every rule I’ve ever known, I’m about to break every protocol I’ve ever followed.

Ever since her father died, Bernie’s life has been stagnant. When concerned friends and family suggest she join a hike through Alaska to gain new perspective, Bernie reluctantly agrees to go, even though she’s never been the adventurous type, unlike her namesake, Great-Aunt Bernice. Matthew is a struggling screenwriter who needs a week off the grid to gain some inspiration for a new project and to process the reappearance of his absent father. When the two meet at the trailhead, it’s annoyance at first sight.

Peter Holstein writes his popular series of adventure novels under a pen name. With European politics boiling and his own neighbors suspicious of him, Peter debates whether it might be best to change his name for good. When Rosemary shows up at his door pretending to be a historian and offering to help him trace his family history, his question might be answered. But as the two work together and Rosemary sees his gracious reaction to his neighbors' scornful attacks, she wonders if her assignment is going down the wrong path.

No way, not a chance. I’m officially in “retirement”. Not that I’m anywhere near old enough. I’m just done facing off against the dregs of humanity and looking filth right in the eye. And now it’s time to trust the one man who makes it all worthwhile—the one who makes me lose control. He’s chaos and mayhem, and I cannot get enough.

Being quiet and reserved makes cracking cases and taking down enemies—one vile and malicious criminal at a time—easy for a stealthy agent like me. But when I meet Winslow, it requires every bit of my reserve to take it slow. I know once I give in to her tantalizing ways, it's going to be one fast, slippery slope of passion and pleasure.

I’ve got a reputation to mend—a lifestyle to correct. Hell, I’m no saint; I like my women. But I want this job more than anything. Walking the straight and narrow is going to be hard, but being an invincible is even harder. But the hardest job of all: not torturing the deadbeat thug who left a beautiful and innocent woman high and dry.

Freelance contractor for security and intelligence, Decker Ashford's a rugged and tough ranch manager with a brain to match. But when a woman dies in his arms on a dark road, Deck's hellbent on uncovering the mystery behind her death.

Heading called back to the ranch, after my dad dies, I know I have my work cut out for me. As a CIA operative, I can juggle it all. Always have. Always will. But when she needs my help, I can’t possibly refuse. After all, she’s the sexiest city slicker this Buck has ever seen.

I’m on my way up—up the Invincibles ladder, ready and willing to be named partner. But first, I need to take down the Aryan Brotherhood of Texas, a brainwashed cult that will stop at nothing to get ahead, even hurt their own kin. And that doesn’t sit well with me. When I meet her, the daughter of the brotherhood, I know something is wrong, and dangerous. She’s in trouble and has nobody to turn to—until now.

Bottom line, I put the hammer down. That’s the truth and nothing but the truth. But when the CIA director calls in a favor, I’m forced to comply. Keeping an eye on his feisty, reckless sister goes way beyond my retainer. The relentless bar owner doesn’t know when to throw in the towel, which is why I can’t get enough of her.

Undercover for years, I learned one thing: Be careful who you trust. Now, I need to know who’s killing our best operatives. Back on the ranch, I can uncover the secrets, while proving myself to everyone who doubts the truth. But Flynn Wheaton knows more, feels more, than meets the eye. She’s the first truth I’m going to conquer.

This damn serial killer investigation is going to be the death of me — literally. And now Diesel won't let up, protecting me like I'm some damsel in distress. He knows I'm far from it. My FBI badge and education matches him wit for wit and danger for danger. But let's be completely honest — Diesel has all the right fuel to ignite my fire. I just hope this doesn't all go up in flames.