Résultats pour "Rue" dans Romantisme

Nestled among the cobblestone streets of Compiègne, there existed a bakery unlike any other. Rumours were whispered through the town that its pastries offered a taste of magic, chasing away the darkest of sorrows. Just one bite of a croissant might bring luck, unlock a precious memory or reveal hidden longings. But dark clouds were looming on the horizon…

“Vibrant, voice-y, tender, genuinely funny, and bursting with all the imperfect charm of a real, hopeful love. I can’t wait to make everyone I know read this.”—Casey McQuiston, #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Pairing In this sapphic homage to While You Were Sleeping, a...

On n’oubliera pas de sitôt l’éblouissante Geneviève de Lanaudière, dont le charme et le bel esprit font tourner les têtes dans les salons de Québec. Pour rien au monde elle n’aurait raté les Mardis gras arrosés de l’intendant Bigot et les bals endiablés de sa maîtresse, la Pompadour du Canada, où se nouent et se dénouent les liaisons coupables. Elle l’ignore encore, mais sa vie va bientôt s’écrouler comme un château de cartes.

Rien ne prédestinait Alice Beausoleil et Marcel Dambre à se rencontrer. Pour que le vieil homme ouvre sa porte à la jeune femme trempée, il aura fallu une grève des transports, un GPS capricieux et un terrible orage. De leur tête-à-tête inattendu va naître ce qui ressemble à une seconde chance. Un nouveau rendez-vous avec l'existence, peu importe le temps qui reste... Marcel, quatre-vingt-sept ans, vit rue du Rendez-Vous, reclus dans son atelier de bottier menacé par les bulldozers.

Killian, Tristian, and Rath. These three men are a part of my past - one that I'd rather never look in the eye again. In high school, they knew my secrets and I knew theirs. They had power and I had nothing. The night everything fell apart, my stepbrother allowed his two best friends to take their rage out on me while he watched. While they laughed.

Devastation and devotion are two sides to the same coin, and Brian Miller flips the coin to my heart without even trying. He thinks he's not good enough—that I deserve better than a damaged single father. But his demons can't be any worse than the one stalking my every move in our small town—the one no one can bring to justice. Despite the age difference between us, I'm not a little girl, and I know the truth. Brian will never forgive himself for not being there when I needed him most. But he's the only man who can rescue me now.

Lords of Wrath, the second book in the Royals of Forsyth University series, is coming soon!

I came back to Forsyth and agreed to be their Lady for two reasons: protection and revenge. They wanted to break me, but instead, they molded me into their perfect weakness. I was put through the gauntlet and came out stronger. I earned the title of Lady. Then they became my weakness. I agreed to sleep under their roof, but on my terms. Building trust takes time, but with all the threats nipping at our heels, that’s a luxury we don't have. We have to rely on one another despite our complicated pasts - to find a murderer, a stalker, and a traitor.

Remington Maddox broke my heart. Simon Perilini bruised my body. And Pretty Nick Bruin tried his hardest to steal my soul. As we struggle to make amends, the four of us must face the real fights occurring in Forsyth: the battle against the legacies of our fathers, the conflict for a kingdom that's stronger than its king, and the wars we wage within ourselves.

The Lords never expected Story Austin to walk back into their life. They certainly never thought she’d rise to be their Queen. But they aren’t the only Royals in Forsyth. The Dukes are known for winning with their fists, but transforming Lavinia Lucia from the Kings’ captive to their unwilling Duchess will be their biggest match yet.

Two years of my life have been stolen by the Royals of Forsyth. Two years of captivity and hell. Two years at the whim of powerful men. I spent that time seeking freedom. Now, I want nothing more than revenge.

It’s not just the Palace that’s haunted by evil men; it’s the very soil the structure is built on. I’ll soon come to find the traumatic bonds that link my Princes to one another are more than mere shackles. If I want the Monarchs to succeed, if I want this baby to have a chance, if I want to survive...I have no choice but to break the ties of the Ashby brothers the same way I destroy the Palace. Brick by brick.

Forsyth’s Purple Palace is more than the home of the King and Princes of East End. It’s a place known for elegant parties, deep tradition, loyalty, and family. But most of all, creation. Rub away the gold and it’s nothing but a tarnished house of horrors built on the souls of its victims-and I refuse to allow my son to be next. My Princes, Whitaker, Pace, and Lex, are good at many things, but knowing how to be a parent isn’t one of them. What they do know is how to create, how to protect, and how to draw secrets out of terrible men.

Aster Wildes is not only a witch on a mission, she's about to be a mother. In one tragic event, Aster lost everything she treasured most—the home she fought so hard to keep and the vampire who had stolen her heart. But Aster is no quitter. Once her daughter is born, she'll risk everything to resurrect her vampire, even when there's no guarantee such a dangerous spell will work.

"J'ai aussi vu deux types en train de s'embrasser dans un café. Ils m'ont donné une putain de gaule. Ils se caressaient et ils s'embrassaient comme... Tu sais, quand tu t'arrêtes régulièrement pour prendre le temps d'admirer l'autre et de retomber amoureux ?" Ils forment un couple homosexuel aux antipodes. L'un déteste se sentir observer et ne consent à aucune marque d'affection en public. L'autre veut vivre leur amour au grand jour et ne supporte pas de se cacher.

A relic that rewrites truth. An existential threat. And a love that might not be real at all.

A touch of wonder. A flicker of connection. Then, only the Rue stone remained. The Rue was thought to be extinct-until a mysterious guest arrived at the inn. Shrouded in a hood and silence, the stranger asks for a room and nothing more. But for barmaid Janna, his arrival changes everything. What begins as a quiet evening becomes a night of fleeting wonder, flickering power, and something close to connection. But by dawn, he’s gone, and only a strange stone remains. And a question that won’t let Janna rest: Will the Rue return? But only time and the Rue stone will tell.

Madame Clairac, veuve de son état, pleure la disparition de son fidèle perroquet Figaro. Le volatile s'est-il échappé ? Ou bien est-ce là un acte de malveillance ? Dans les ruelles de la paroisse Saint-André, on gagne son pain grâce aux trafics et jeux d'argent, tandis que les plus nantis se livrent à la spéculation immobilière... Un roman historique, made in Sud Ouest. Une enquête de Timothée Montcléra dans le Bordeaux de 1789 où la disparition d'un simple perroquet va se révéler n'être que la face visible d'intrigues autrement plus sombres.

The only mistake I made was walking away instead of facing the man whose heart I broke. I ran away from the life I wasn't ready for, and in the process, lost everything I wanted. I tried to move on and failed epically. There's no moving on from Jake Findlay. Even if he thinks I have. Now that I'm home, I've got to fight my own battles and prove that I'm all grown up. Even if it means letting him in to break me all over again.

Charly Witt, leader de l’équipe de mécanos du garage Angel’s road, a abandonné ses études à Chicago à la mort de son frère Matt. Elle a ainsi monté son propre business en compagnie de leur ami d’enfance, Aden. La nuit, à bord de son bolide, elle devient Indy, pilote rebelle qui court illégalement lors de races dans les rues d’Indianapolis. Son rêve : pouvoir intégrer une grande écurie. Malheureusement, son palmarès et la prospérité de son garage attirent la convoitise du gang de bikers local.