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Who am I? I've forgotten the answer to that question long ago. Ever since I ran from that house, so desperate to escape, I left with only the clothes on my back and socks on my feet. After that day, I've only ever walked in stolen shoes.

I am the president of The Knights of St. Bon Motorcycle Club. A seven-foot mountain of muscle and bone in a pair of motorcycle boots and a leather cut. Cursed with demons and darkness and secrets that run deep. To the people of St. Bon, I am a monster. To my club brothers, I am a fearless leader. To her, I am a nightmare.

Seven years ago, I was one of the best in downhill mountain biking—a girl with grit, speed, and a shot at gold. But that was before my competitor's brother sabotaged my bike, before the crash shattered my body and stole the future I'd spent my entire life chasing. They thought I had disappeared. And maybe I did. But now I'm back, racing under a new name and hiding behind a mask—one that makes me unrecognizable.

Un thriller político con tintes románticos que aborda la crisis del petróleo de los años setenta. Nuestra protagonista, una joven francesa, recibe de parte de una comisión del Mercado Común el encargo de conseguir que Venezuela rompa relaciones con Estados Unidos y se independice de la OPEP. El objetivo es claro: afianzar las relaciones con Europa y establecer un flujo de petróleo con el viejo continente. Sin embargo, para triunfar en esta empresa, nuestra heroína tendrá que ceder al cortejo de un general venezolano que ha caído locamente enamorado de ella.

Drowning in the murky waters of the mafia, I’m determined to find a way out. I have my sights set on becoming a film producer and won’t let anything or anyone stand in my way. Then my mother marries a retired Godfather, and I get the head of the Greek mafia as a stepbrother. Nikolas Stathoulis is set on ruining my well-laid plans. His ruthless reputation has me running for the safety of my apartment. But he’s always there. On campus. In my apartment. Expecting me to play by his rules.

A standalone dark, arranged marriage mafia romance . . . Luna I may have been born into the Mafia underworld, but I left all that behind me, and I never looked back. Until I got the call I’d been dreading. Now, I’m nothing but a sacrifice. A pawn for my father and the man I’m being forced...

Goizaldean bi bizitza gurutzatu dira sarean. Bi gazte joko misteriotsu batean: ametsak, ilusioak eta kezkak partekatzen dituzte, baina ez identitateak. Laster emango dute hurrengo pausoa: itsu-itsuko hitzordua. Dena den, ezezagunekin elkartzea arriskutsua da, zeren... denok ezkutatzen baitugu sekreturen bat. Hilotz bat. Mutil gazte baten gorpua. Desitxuratuta dago, eroriko bortitz baten ondorioz. Bizitza gazte bat betiko suntsituta. Galdera asko eragiten dituen heriotza bat. Bi istorio, gau berbera eta susmo ilun bat.

Once he was my enemy. Now, he's my boss. Rich, successful, viciously gorgeous, and sinisterly brutal, Alistair Black is every bit his last name. Morally black. Inky black heart. Devious black soul. In college, we were enemies. Rivals. Bully vs bully. I almost ruined his life. Now, ten years later, our paths cross again when I'm forced to work under him. And he hasn't at all forgotten or forgiven me for what I did to him back at school. Now he's my brooding, emotionally unavailable boss with the body of a god. And I'm his plaything.

I’m Noah Fearly, a former child star with a serious adrenaline addiction and a thorough disregard for my own mortality. But you might know me by my ClikByte name. Maybe you even follow me? You and ninety-seven million others. NoFear. It’s not just my name; it’s my whole identity. Edgy, daring, dangerous stunts executed anonymously and uploaded to my channel for my followers to view. But the day my brother nearly died changed everything.

From the moment I spotted him on the side of the road, I knew he was trouble. Now I'm kneeling at the mercy of a masked devil with my boyfriend's blood on my hands. He tells me to call him Saint because he saved me... that I should be thankful he spared me a worse fate. I'm tempted to fight him or bargain. But when Saint tells me to run, a twisted part of me wonders if he'll chase.

An outcast her entire life, Corvina Clemm is left adrift after losing her mother. When she receives the admission letter from the mysterious University of Verenmore, she accepts it as a sign from the universe. The last thing she expects though is an olden, secluded castle on top of a mountain riddled with secrets, deceit, and death.

Remo Falcone is beyond redemption. As Capo of the Camorra he rules with a brutal hand over his territory - a territory the Chicago Outfit breached. Now Remo is out for retribution. A wedding is sacred, stealing a bride sacrilegious. Serafina is the niece of the Boss of the Outfit, and her hand has been promised in marriage for years, but kidnapped in her wedding dress on her way to church by Remo, Serafina quickly realizes that she can’t hope for saving.

I am the golden child, the one who's supposed to be perfect. During the day, I attend Spine Ridge University as my father wishes, but when darkness falls, I put on my mask to hunt criminals and destroy them. Until one night, when I come face to face with three evil boys. Kai, Nathan, and Milo from the Phantom Society. Secretive, violent, dirty guys who promise to expose my vigilante justice and put my dangerous side job in the limelight. They'll show the world how savage I truly am—unless I let them have their way with me. My body bartered for their silence… And I say yes.

She can never be seen on his arm in public because she's the hired help. Sloane Scott has a reputation. She's the go-to cleaner for the New York mafia. Discretion is unspoken if not written in blood. No sleeping with my clients is her unwritten rule, so why the hell does the arrogant boss of the De Lucci crime family play a starring role in her steamy dreams?

Charming and seductive. Cold-blooded and merciless. Kenzo Mori, the wrathful king of the Mori Mafia family, is a sinfully beautiful devil with a heart of ice. He's an enemy who's had a target on my back for years. Now, he's my new husband. Our marriage of inconvenience is supposed to end the violence between the Bratva and the Yakuza. Little does he know, the real war has only just begun. Kenzo thinks I belong to him. I think he'd better sleep with one eye open. But while the enemy in my bed might be slowly dominating my nights and darkest fantasies, my heart is a battle he'll never win.

Abandoned young, I was left to fend for myself in a place ruled by fear and control. Silver runs everything—rations, medicine, currency—and those like me, carriers of the infection, are treated less than human. Everyone I love is gone. All that's left is my sister, but she vanished into Zone T years ago, and I won't stop until I find her, even if it means stepping onto his boat.

You never dream of anything because you don’t just get to stop working for the Polish mafia. But you can be stolen from them. Well, kind of. When Gabriel Demir, head of the Turkish mafia, attacks my boss, I’m caught in the crossfire. I’m taken captive, interrogated, and soon find myself in the position of maid again. Only this time, it’s for the Turkish instead of Polish.

Una emocionante e impresionante novela de amor sin fin. Jeremy Marsh estaba seguro de que había ciertas cosas que nunca haría: nunca se iría de Nueva York, nunca volvería a entregar su corazón después de haber sobrevivido al fracaso de su matrimonio y nunca sería padre. Sin embargo Jeremy, se ha trasladado a Boone Creek, en Carolina del Norte, está prometido con Lexie Darnell, el amor de su vida, y espera su primer hijo. Jeremy se esfuerza por adaptarse a un nuevo entorno y a una nueva responsabilidad mientras intenta sobrellevar la crisis creativa que le impide escribir.

Sending him to prison was the worst thing I could've done. It didn't matter that he did the crime or that I wished he was dead. Perhaps I thought I'd have time to disappear before he got out or he'd cool off in jail and be anything but the horror he was. But I was wrong. Three years came and went too fast, and now he's anything but calm. Prison only gave him time to plan. And while I anticipated his vengeance, I didn't expect this. He doesn't want to make me hurt. He wants to make everything hurt.

Our first meeting was at a nightclub, and it was something straight out of my most romantic fantasies. My ovaries exploded at the sight of the Russian God. And by God, I mean he was ripped, tall, dark, and deadly attractive. There were enough sparks between us to light up a city. Then an explosion blasted through the nightclub, and we got trapped together for three hours, sharing our most personal details...everything but our names. Two years later, our second meeting is the complete opposite of the first. It's clear Misha Petrov, a Russian enforcer for the bratva, despises me.