Résultats pour "Heat" dans Littérature et fiction

Nur einmal will ich unvergessen bleiben. Drei Wochen auf einem Kreuzfahrtschiff. Stattdessen bekam ich Matthew. Er war der Erste, der mich wirklich sah. Matthew ist die beste Erinnerung, die ich habe. Drei Wochen raus aus meinem Leben als CEO. Stattdessen bekam ich Reed. Er trieb mich an meine Grenzen, bis wir in Gefahr gerieten und ich lernen musste, was es bedeutet, jemanden bedingungslos beschützen zu wollen.

The peace and calm of Hampton Cove is brutally disturbed when celebrity chef Niklaus Skad, famous for his show Kitchen Disasters, is found cooked in his own oven. The chef wasn’t a well-liked man, and there are plenty of suspects to go around. Odelia Poole, Hampton Cove Gazette reporter and civilian consultant to the police department, teams up with Detective Chase Kingsley to catch the killer, but soon finds this proves a lot harder than she thought. Max, Odelia’s blorange tabby, would love to help out, but is faced with a cat emergency when Odelia takes in a new stray.

Which is more powerful: romance or revenge? Mafia princess Angelina Amaro has only ever loved one man - and even that lone affair was never consummated. Why not? Because her would-be lover, Sal Martucci, fled into the Witness Protection Program after ratting out Big Paul, Angelina's father. But when Sal is discovered, a decade later, working as a bartender in Key West, the wildly dysfunctional Amaro clan heads south - one member with love on her mind, the others with murder in their hearts.

Ethan Greene's culinary show and career are in shambles. He already has too much on his plate trying to figure out the single parent life when his daughter launches a trending hashtag of #DateMyCelebrityDad. Now, he’s getting all kinds of unwanted attention, so he calls in a favor from Emmaline. If she could just pretend to be his date until the social media mayhem dies down, that would be fabulous.

Estate. L'estate sta finendo, l'estate è finita ma la coperta non è ancora gelata, quanto cazzo dura quest'estate, siamo a fine mese, ci dovrebbero essere le gocce di rugiada intorno a me, cerco il sole ed eccolo lì, caldo e spietato, la campagna non dorme, no, è piena di caldo e zanzare, e gli irrigatori fanno zip zip zip zip in continuazione, che l'acqua non c'è più, se l'è portata via il caldo, vaffanculo.