Résultats pour "Love, Hate" dans Contemporain

Adrian Savage: I'm obsessed with popstar Laila Fitzgerald, the opener on my band’s world tour. I tried to stay away when my bandmate said he was crushing on her. But in trying to do the right thing by my best friend, I've done the wrong thing by myself. I've pushed Laila away so hard, she hates my guts. In fact, I’m pretty sure I’m her sworn enemy by now. The kicker? For a sick f*ck like me, that only makes me want her even more.

I've always heard there's a fine line between love and hate. No one told me that line could destroy me. Noah Fontaine. King of the school. My living nightmare. The object of my fantasies. My new stepbrother. I did whatever it took to survive him. Every day he took more of me. I just didn't expect him to take my heart. Because of the boy I once hated, I'd never be the same girl again.

When Olivia Barnes moves into her dream fixer-upper on Maplewood Lane, she’s determined to leave behind her messy past in Chicago and start fresh with a garden, peace, and maybe even a little happiness. What she doesn’t plan on is Ethan Reid—the rule-obsessed, clipboard-wielding, vice president of the HOA whose idea of fun is measuring property lines and trimming hedges with surgical precision. From the moment her car tire nudges his lawn, a hilarious war of pranks, glitter mulch, flamingo armies, and motion-activated sprinklers erupts.

Someone once told me that there's a fine line between love and hate. They forgot to mention how that line, once broken, can never be mended. Skylar Ames. My stepsister. The very embodiment of all I've ever desired. She'll forever hold my heart in her hands.

I have no alternatives—I have to throw myself to Carl Svensson’s mercy like a wretched Victorian romance heroine in order to save my dog. I wish all I had to do was lounge around a haunted mansion in a pretty dress. Instead, Carl is forcing me to run outside in the morning, clean my apartment, and finally do something about my credit card debt. Yes, I am side-eyeing all of this. Carl’s in for a shock of his own, though. I’m a free-spirited, art-loving girl with tattoos, multicolored hair, and piercings. An uptight, suit-wearing investment banker is not going to change me.

Am liebsten würde ich meine Finger um seinen... seine Kehle legen und fest zudrücken. Carter Prescott ist einer dieser Typen, die alles haben. Wohlhabende Familie... check. Gutes Aussehen... check. Hoher Intelligenzquotient... check. Sportliche, muskulöse Figur... check. Einer der besten NFL-Anwärter dieses Jahr... check. Natürlich war ich anfangs von seinem hübschen Gesicht und seinem tollen Körper begeistert. Welches Mädchen mit einem Puls wäre das nicht? Aber sein Charakter hat ziemlich schnell jede Anziehung, die ich jemals gespürt haben könnte, abgetötet. Er ist ein eingebildeter Idiot.

New year. New place. New me. Right? Wrong. And all because of Shay Coleman. Football captain and quarterback, he was the big guy on campus. The cocky guy in my political science class with a smirk. I hated him on sight...and he was about to break all my rules.

Seven years ago, I confessed my darkest secret to my brother's girlfriend. When she broke up with him and walked out of our lives, she took my secret with her. But, with my band set to go on tour, I have a problem. I need a nanny for my autistic daughter. And unfortunately, Viola Starr, my brother's ex, is the perfect fit.

Eighteen-year-old Maya's world implodes when her mom marries him - Liam's dad. Liam, the bane of her existence, the infuriatingly handsome bully who made her high school years a living hell. Now, forced to share a roof with her tormentor, Maya braces herself for all-out war. Yet, beneath the constant clash of wills, an undeniable attraction simmers. Can Maya survive this domestic nightmare, or will the magnetic pull of her new stepbrother unravel everything she thought she knew about herself and the infuriatingly captivating boy she can't seem to escape?

We were always told as children that monsters are the things that go bump in the night, but they were wrong. Monsters are often the ones that warm your bed, poison dripping from their teeth and claws, embedding in your skin. I hunt them. I end them. Without hesitation. But…then I hesitated. I stumbled straight into the monster’s den, the biggest and baddest of them all. The king of New York. Roman Antonov. I fell in love with him, and his demons. And I hate him for it.

As the sexy, charismatic bassist for world-famous rock band Fallen Angel, whatever Killian Michaels wants, Killian Michaels gets. Or at least that was the case until the band’s gorgeous new manager, Levi Walker, shot him down after a blistering first kiss. For Levi, managing these five guys is the opportunity of a lifetime, and he’s not about to let a case of sexual desire get in his way. He’s efficient, professional, and plays by the book. But tension simmers beneath Levi’s cool exterior every time Killian’s near, and soon enough the passion boils over, consuming them both.

It all started with an anonymous letter. He wasn’t supposed to find it - no one was. And he definitely wasn’t supposed to answer it. We end up talking through letters and sticky notes in a book. All baring our darkest, deepest secrets. It’s all fun and games until I find out who my pen pal is...Xavier Emery. King of my basketball-obsessed town, my childhood bully, and the guy I am in grave danger of falling in love with. But the rules were clear: We can never know who we’re talking to, and the confessions can never, ever get out.

Grant Lasker is the first guy I fell in love with. The first guy I shared everything with. I thought what we had was perfect...until I found out I was just a bet to him. All the lavish gifts and attention were nothing more than tricks to fool me. Grant always wins, no matter the collateral damage. I left him without a second glance and rebuilt my life along with the walls around my heart. Fourteen years later, I manage to find a job that pays enough to keep my beloved grandfather in a private assisted-living center. There is just one problem....

This is a collection of four full length enemies to lovers stories, all written by New York Times bestselling author Kristen Proby.

Most people wouldn't accuse me of being a good person, but most people don't understand me. Hell, I'm not sure I understand myself sometimes. All I know is that my life has been a challenge, and the day-to-day grind of all wears me down. I graduated college with a degree in marketing, and have just been brought on to be an intern at an ad agency. Contrary to the chaos in my home life, things are looking up . . . until I learn that Kendrick Kennedy will also intern for the same agency.

Ich hasse ihn ... und muss so tun, als sei ich total verliebt! Brody McKinnon ist der Star-Eishockeyspieler des Whitmore College. Natürlich ist er populär bei den Mädchen. Er kann jede haben, und nicht immer nur eine. Ich bin die Ausnahme, denn ich kann ihn nicht ausstehen. Sein arrogantes Gehabe, seine weiblichen Fans, die sich an ihn ranschmeißen, seine ständige Präsenz in den Vorlesungen – er sitzt immer in meiner Nähe, egal, welchen Platz ich wähle ... Das alles geht mir ziemlich auf die Nerven. Und dann erlebe ich auch noch die schlimmste Woche meines Lebens.

When Greg Svensson crossed my path four years ago, I should have just let him keep on walking...right into the street to get hit by a bus. But I was weak. Not to mention that when you’re a six-foot-tall woman and meet a guy out in the wild who is both taller than you and attracted to you, you make certain allowances. You ignore certain red flags.

Brody McKinnon is Whitmore University's star defenseman destined for NHL greatness. He made a name for himself playing juniors before gracing us with his esteemed presence. As much as it pains me to admit it, he’s exploded at the college level. While other girls fall all over themselves trying to gain his attention, I do my best to steer clear. For reasons I can't fathom, Brody takes great pleasure in messing with me. And I, in return, enjoy slicing him to ribbons with my razor-sharp tongue. You'd think after three years, he'd learn to keep his distance. No such luck.

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.

Zehn Tage, zwei Feinde, ein Auto. Eli Evans und Alexandra Hartford können sich seit Kindertagen nicht ausstehen und wollten niemals wieder etwas miteinander zu tun haben. Zu schwer wiegen die Ereignisse der Vergangenheit. Zwanzig Jahre sind seitdem vergangen und plötzlich taucht Eli wieder in der Stadt auf. Er braucht dringend Alex' Unterstützung. Doch warum sollte sie ihm helfen? Andererseits ist Alex auf eine Hochzeit eingeladen, für die ihr noch eine attraktive Begleitung fehlt - da käme Eli gerade recht.