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After spending years feeling like I never fit in anywhere, I thought I had found a place where I might truly belong. With the Voronin brothers. By their sides. In their beds. A part of their lives. But none of it was real. Malice, Victor, and Ransom showed me a side of myself I never knew existed, taught me to embrace the darkness I once tried to hide from….and then proved that they see me the same way everyone else does.

I've always been a freak in a mask. A cold-hearted psycho. Not fit for polite society. But not in her eyes. My stepsister, Shiloh, is everything I'm not. Kind. Sweet. Innocent. She took one look at me and saw someone worth saving. So, when she was assaulted and justice wasn't served, I took care of it. I became justice. That earned me eleven years in a psychiatric hospital. Everyone thought I'd be there for life. They were wrong. Now that I'm out, I want revenge. I'm going to destroy everyone who dared to hurt my girl while I was gone. But not before I'm taking what's mine, and that's Shiloh.

La nouvelle enquête du profiler espagnol Kraken ! Une personne qui est morte ne peut pas se faire kidnapper. C'est du moins ce que croyait l'ex-inspecteur Unai López de Ayala ‒ alias Kraken ‒ avant de recevoir un appel anonyme qui allait changer ce qu'il pensait savoir de son histoire familiale. Car son interlocuteur lui annonce qu'il a une semaine pour retrouver un livre d'heures noir datant du xve siècle, une inestimable œuvre d'art, sinon sa mère, qui repose au cimetière depuis des décennies, mourra. Rien de tout ça n'a de sens.

Juliette Brennan. Tenacious. Beautiful. Formidable. The minx. She never expected his persistence, nor the way her body warmed each time the devil came around, which only made her fight the attraction that much harder. She had vengeance to deliver and now there was blood on her hands. She had her secrets and she intended to keep them. Let the world think she was crazy, out of control. It made her real sins easy to hide.

Konstantin wasn’t the type to be ignored. He commanded his criminal empire with an iron fist but he had secrets of his own. But I was Tatiana Nikolaev. I’d never bend to a man’s will or be used as a pawn. Not again. The moment I tempted the fates and played with fire, life spiraled out of control. My only way of survival was to trust again. But could I?

I’ll do anything to protect them. Even if it means walking away. The Voronin brothers didn’t just save my life. They showed me what it’s like to be truly cared for, to be a part of an unbreakable bond. Which is why I have to do this.

Solange aime écrire, mais elle doute de son talent. Beaucoup trop selon son amie Axelle qui lui déniche un travail un peu spécial : rédiger les mémoires d'un dénommé Tristan Bussy ; et pour ce faire, résider dans sa propriété. Solange finit par se laisser convaincre. Elle était justement à la recherche d'un emploi. Sauf que celui-ci va s'avérer particulier. En effet, Tristan Bussy n'est pas un vieux monsieur et ses récits de vie sont d'un érotisme torride.

I’ve got a list with six names on it. Six people who wronged me, who hurt me, who took everything from me. Six people who turned me into the monster I am now. And I’ve crossed off every name but one. One more name. One more death. Should be simple, right? Yeah, you’d think so. But it turns out revenge is a messy business, and when I end up in the wrong place at the wrong time, I royally piss off four brutal, twisted, gorgeous men.

My whole life, I’ve been groomed as American royalty, raised to be the perfect daughter of the wealthy elite. On my sixteenth birthday, my father bought me an Aston Martin. And on my seventeenth birthday, the Feds took everything away. With my father in prison for fraud and nothing left to our name, my mom and I are forced to move to a tiny house across town, and I transfer to Slateview Public.

Cuando Brick Callan descubre que Remi Ford ha regresado a la isla Mackinac a pasar el invierno, se propone descubrir qué es lo que ocultan esos ojos verdes que llevan años atormentándolo. Incluso si para conseguirlo debe derribar el muro que había construido entre ellos. Y aunque termine enamorándose de la única mujer a la que nunca logrará olvidar.

Winston Ashford, not exactly Prince Charming. Arrogant. Bastard. Gorgeous. I’d mistaken him for a ten when he turned out to be a minus five. He was so beautiful but damaged beyond repair. There was no amount of understanding or love that could save a man who didn’t want to be saved. So, after one night together, I gladly washed my hands of him. Until everything went south. My father was dead, my sister needed help, and it was time I behaved like a responsible older sister with a plan.

Tras las vacaciones, Rachel James debe volver a su puesto como teniente en el ejército de la FEMF y se encuentra con que la central de Londres no es la misma, ya que los cimientos de su vida perfecta tiemblan con la llegada de un nuevo coronel, soberbio y con una belleza inhumana, que ha tomado el comando.

It started with one innocent look across a room in Paris. He was a lot older than me. A Roman god dressed in an Italian suit, surrounded by an aura I couldn’t resist. When I ran into him again, he effortlessly pulled me under his spell. But little did I know, a night full of carnal pleasure would cost me everything. When Enrico Marchetti wanted something, he didn’t just take it. He possessed it. Now, his sights were set on me. There were secrets this man was keeping. They surrounded him, his dead wife, his children.

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Basilio DiLustro. Charming. Deadly. A monster dressed in a three-piece-suit. Wynter Star. Realist with the most romantic of hearts, hiding it all under her ice princess fame. The two were never meant to cross paths. When they do, worlds collide and volcanoes erupt. Basilio makes her feel everything when she’s with him. Protected. Loved. Desired. Every monster has a weakness. She’s his. His obsession. His addiction. His only salvation.

Declan Pierce is a bully and a sadist. He's been my enemy since birth, and he's made my life a living hell. But when my father barters me in an arranged marriage, Declan proposes a deal I can't refuse. After all, so long as Declan owns my soul, it can't be sold to another… But it turns out Declan wants more than I bargained for. My body, my submission, the truth behind what sent me to the Montgomery Psychiatric Ward three years ago. And he'll haunt every facet of my existence until he gets it.

It's 1989, and in a small town on the Austria-Hungary border, nobody talks about the war; the older residents pretend not to remember, and the younger ones are too busy making plans to leave. The walls are thin, the curtains twitch, there is a face at every window, and everyone knows what they are not supposed to say. But as thousands of East German refugees mass at the border, it seems that the past is knocking on Darkenbloom's door. Still, though, nobody talks about the war. Until a mysterious visitor shows up asking questions.

I came to Roseborne College looking for answers. This place swallowed my brother whole. What I discover are sadistic teachers who torture more than teach, unearthly sounds that echo through the night, and a wall of roses that holds the students captive. To unravel the mystery of this place, I need the help of three very different, unnervingly appealing guys. Guys who might be just as messed up as I am.

It killed me to leave her behind. Every night I closed my eyes to the images of her lifeless body in the hospital. Her second chance came, but it wasn’t with me. It was with my brother. I wanted to kill him and take his place. Except it wouldn’t change anything. She hated me. But then secrets unraveled.

They say the devil goes by many names, and I know four of them: Ciro, Hale, Zaid, and Lucas. My father was once a powerful player in the Chicago underground, but six years ago, he left that life behind. The past always finds you, and mine finds me on my wedding day when four brutal, dangerous men drag me from the altar in a hail of gunfire. Four men who used to be four boys. Four boys I cared about. Four boys I left behind. They’re not the same boys I knew though, and whatever we may have once been to each other, it doesn’t matter anymore.