Titres dans Suspense romantique

How did I get here? Broken, bruised, and mentally shattered. For most of my life, my older stepbrother, Shay, was my hero, my rock, and my best friend. The one I knew I could always rely on. For many years, I accepted everyone and everything around me. But as I grew up, the veil was lifted, and I slowly came to understand how f*cked up it all really is.

In Fiasco, Kentucky, there is one rule: never fall for a Foxx brother. Any woman who did, ended up dead. It wasn’t just a rumor. It was my reality. I buried my wife along with too many secrets surrounding the night she died. Now, I’m a single dad with two priorities above everything else: raising my two girls and making great bourbon. But when Faye Calloway returns after I ran her out of my small town—looking like a fantasy on stage and nothing like the cop she was trained to be—I know for a fact that she’s hiding more secrets than the one she blackmailed me to keep.

Less than three weeks ago, my life flipped on its axis. After infiltrating a world designed for men, my role in the brotherhood became more than I ever dared it could be. I had a mission: find out what happened to my best friend and destroy everyone who was involved with his disappearance. Falling for them was never the plan. After my worst nightmare became my reality, and the past I thought I'd escaped came knocking at our door, the feelings we shared became something far beyond anything I could have anticipated.

On one of the city's hottest nights, New York Police Lieutenant Eve Dallas is sent to Central Park - and into a hellish new investigation. The victim is found on the rocks, just above the still, dark water of The Lake in the park. Around her neck is a single red ribbon. Her hands are posed, as if in prayer. But it is the eyes - removed with such precision, as if done by the careful hand of a surgeon - that have Dallas most alarmed.

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.

I want to run a sex empire and be taken seriously in the old boys' club that is the business world. I want to be the poster child, not the plaything. So, I stay polished. Tasteful. Beyond reproach. Until Anton Wolff joins Alchemy. He's the UK's most charismatic billionaire, and he's looking for a club that's as discreet as it is debauched. As classy as it is carnal. I think I've seen it all—until he shares what he desires from his Alchemy experience. And what he desires, above all else, is me. I think I'm afraid of the Big, Bad Wolff.

Abducted and taken to a remote cabin in Alaska, Frankie finds herself at the mercy of four feral men, each with his own dark secrets and twisted desires. With nowhere to run, she must rely on her wits to survive the harsh winter trapped with them. As she delves into their mysterious pasts, she uncovers an insidious evil that feeds on loyalty and uses love as a weapon.

I'm careful not to show my face, so why do I feel like I'm being watched when the camera turns off? No one should know who I am or be able to find me, but they do—and things quickly spiral out of control. The two unhinged men who fill my cam chat with all the deplorable things they want to do to me are closer than I think. To them, I'm just a pretty little tease. Their obsession turns into something so much more than I bargained for. I should have run away when they found me because now it's too late for me to be anything except theirs.

I live my life by a few simple rules—let no one in, trust only my family, and don’t ever spend more than three nights with a woman. Those are easy enough to abide by until I meet gorgeous, captivating, and absolutely brilliant Sophie Winston and fall into a dangerous romance with the sister of the detective investigating my father’s murder.

My name is Lorenzo Moretti. Born to be head of the Cosa Nostra, except that I chose love over my birthright. On our wedding day, my father cursed our union, swearing on his own blood that my wife and I would never live out our days in happiness. I guess he was right, because fate stole her from me and I’m left to live an empty life without her, with a shattered heart and only half a soul. On the day my wife died, I swore I’d never love anyone like that again, and it’s a promise I kept for two years.

After a tip from a reporter, Eve Dallas finds the body of a young woman in a Delancey Street dumpster. Just hours before, the news station had mysteriously received a portfolio of professional portraits of the woman. The photos seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary for any pretty young woman starting a modeling career. Except that she wasn't a model. And that these photos were taken after she had been murdered. Now Dallas is on the trail of a killer who's a perfectionist and an artist. He carefully observes and records his victim's every move.

On Manhattan’s East Side a woman lies dead at the bottom of the stairs, stripped of all her valuables. Most cops might call it a mugging gone wrong, but Lieutenant Eve Dallas knows better. A well-off accountant and a beloved wife and mother, Marta Dickenson doesn’t seem the type to be on anyone’s hit list. But when Eve and her partner, Peabody, find blood inside the building, the lieutenant knows Marta’s murder was the work of a killer who’s trained, but not professional or smart enough to remove all the evidence.

Roanna Davenport grew up a wealthy orphan on her grandmother’s magnificent estate, Davencourt. There, she wanted for nothing - except to be loved by her cousin Webb. When he marries another, Roanna is devastated, but life at Davencourt takes an even darker turn when Webb’s new wife is found bludgeoned to death. After the shocking murder, Webb leaves for Arizona, abandoning the privileged life that he had once believed was all he wanted. Years later, a grown-up Roanna walks back into his life to bring him home.

De dangereuses révélations ont vu le jour, la vie d'Avalone a pris un tournant sans précédent. Désormais, elle ne sait plus à qui se fier. Après avoir enfin trouvé ma place auprès des Devil´s Sons, tout s´est effondré, mon existence entière a été remise en question. La seule option envisageable, c'est de mettre de la distance entre eux et moi. Parce qu'à présent, je n´ai plus confiance en personne. Et c'est sans compter les ennemis qui se multiplient. Le danger est partout... Pourtant, quoi que je fasse, où que j´aille, je ne suis pas seule.

Allison Trent doesn't look like a hacker. In fact, when she's not in college working on her degree, she models on the side. But behind her gorgeous face is a brilliant mind for computers and her real love is writing - and hacking - code. Her dream is to write a new security program that could revolutionize the tech industry.

Quand la princesse des quartiers sud de Chicago débarque dans l’université la plus prestigieuse du pays pour débusquer l’ignoble violeur qui terrorise les étudiantes, ça provoque forcément des étincelles... Elvira Petrova, dix-neuf ans, tombe des nues quand l’avocate de la très renommée King’s University lui fait une proposition des plus inattendues contre un " petit " service. Le deal est risqué, mais bien trop tentant pour qu’elle puisse le refuser.

Branna’s strength and selflessness hold together a close circle of friends and family - along with their horses and hawks and her beloved hound. But there’s a single missing link in the chain of her life: love…

In this novel from number-one New York Times-best-selling author J. D. Robb, the newly promoted captain of the NYPSD and his wife return a day early from their vacation, looking forward to spending time with their bright and vivacious 16-year-old daughter, who stayed behind. Not even their worst nightmares could have prepared them for the crime scene that awaits them inside.

It took two days for me to know Kendall was the one for me. And it took two years for me to realize I had to leave in order to protect her. When I walked away, I told myself it was for the best. But now we work together, and every time we’re in the same room, we end up fighting. If we didn’t, we’d end up naked. Or worse–spilling heartbreaking secrets. If she knew the truth, she’d either walk away for good or convince me to take a second chance. The first thing would break me, and the second would break her. I can’t let either of those things happen.

Shayn et June parviendront-ils à vivre leur histoire d’amour ? La suite de la romance phénomène !