Résultats pour "MIND" dans Suspense romantique

I think I hate my husband, but I’m trying very hard not to. He leaves me for hours, days on end. His friends don’t know I exist, and even after three years of marriage, we’ve still never been intimate… Does he keep me close just so he can hurt me? So he can show me he owns me like my father used to? When I take him to therapy I expect it to help, even if I forced him into it, but that’s the true beginning of our end. My therapist makes me feel things my husband never has, watches me, thinks about me, worries for me, his blue eyes following wherever I go.

As they do each June, the Foxes have driven the winding roads of Appalachia to drop off their children for a two-week stay at their grandmother’s. Here, twelve-year-old Thea can run free and breathe in the smell of pine. But as her parents head back to suburban Virginia, they have no idea they’re about to cross paths with a ticking time bomb. Back in Kentucky, Thea and her grandmother Lucy both awaken from the same nightmare. And though the two have never discussed the special kind of sight they share, they know as soon as their tearful eyes meet that something terrible has happened.

In the end...we all lose. How well do you think you know the Callahans? Yes, I'm asking you. Because I know you've been watching. The chaos, the violence, the love, and the madness - who could look away? Not me, for sure. My grandmother always told me...where you look is where you go. So I ask again, how well do you think you know the Callahans? Do you really think you understand Melody, Liam, or even Ethan? I have to wonder - will your mind be able to handle it?

My second year at the prestigious Harkwright Academy is about to begin. This year I have even more trials to face, from attending the retreat after being claimed by Aeron, to seeing the infamous Harkwright Prince, with no more disguises in place. The cards may not seem stacked against me right now, but can I stay in the Harkwrights good graces without losing myself? Will I continue to see this place as nothing more than a means to an end, or will it offer me the things I never even knew I wanted?

Government operative David Jenkins is skilled at controlling his emotions. Feelings are lethal when your job is to infiltrate minds, erase and implant thoughts, and guard the nation's intellectual capital. But even he can't fight his strange attraction to Grace Woznisky. He'll do whatever it takes to protect her from a madman intent on possessing both their minds. Neither suspect their dangerous enemy has a larger motive, and David may be Grace's only chance for survival. All freelance artist Grace wants is steady-paying work and to see her flighty sister to the altar. But after David offers her a job, she finds herself in the middle of a mental tug of war-one that has her reeling from nightmares and fighting for her life. She must decide: Are her growing feelings for her new boss authentic, or is she a victim of his mind-altering abilities?

I thought I had finally found the connection I craved—three brilliant men who saw me, who wanted to break through the walls I had built around myself. But the closer we became, the more I realized that our bond was built on secrets, lies, and obsessions. What started as a simple beta test of their advanced AI system quickly spiraled into something I could never have imagined. They made me feel alive. But they also watched me. Analyzed me. Were completely transfixed on every single part of me.

Still reeling from her young son's death, Jackie Sheppard retreats to a small town in the Colorado Rockies. Comforted that no one knows of her tragic past, she's thrilled to take a job at family law firm, where she meets Tom, the local carpenter.

They've shattered my mind, twisted my memories, and turned my world upside down. But the Crowne family isn't finished with me yet. Haunted by Gareth's death and trapped in their web of lies, I'm forced to keep playing their games. Caius Crowne is still cold, still ruthless—but now, he's my only ally in a fight against the monster behind it all. Every secret I uncover tightens the noose. Every truth pulls me deeper into a maze I can't escape. They want me broken, but I'm done being their pawn. I'll find the truth. I'll destroy their lies.

It’s not a real case, he’s not my boyfriend, and we aren’t partners. Three lies I told myself for survival. After ten months of shamefully stalking and showing up randomly on Tallus’s doorstep at midnight (for reasons), the sinfully hot records clerk decided he’d had enough of my games. In fact, he went out of his way to bring me the most ridiculous case (it was not a case) on the planet as an excuse to push me over the line (he wanted a date). Our arrangement (hooking up) didn’t suit him any longer. Could I say no? Of course not (this was Tallus).

Still reeling from her young son's death, Jackie Sheppard retreats to a small town in the Colorado Rockies. Comforted that no one knows of her tragic past, she's thrilled to take a job at a family law firm, where she meets Tom, the local carpenter. Jackie's distrust of others hinders their relationship, but they slowly build a budding romance. However, as she begins to settle into her new life, disturbing things start happening to Jackie...

Mein Plan war es, ihn zu zerstören, um meine Familie zu rächen. Doch Dylan Blackburn ist nicht nur eine gefährliche Bedrohung, sondern auch eine sündige Versuchung. Wer von uns beiden wird in diesem Spiel zum Verräter? Daria. Ich kenne dein Geheimnis, Dylan Blackburn. Habe gesehen, wozu du wirklich fähig bist. Andere deuten deine dunkle Unnahbarkeit als Arroganz, aber das ist nur die halbe Wahrheit. Das, was du vor der Welt versteckst, ist weitaus schlimmer. Ich werde dein Geheimnis benutzen, um dich zu zerstören. Du wirst bezahlen für das, was deine Familie uns angetan hat.

I'll admit it. I freaked out for a second. It wasn't my finest moment. As I pulled back the layers of the Ambros triplets' life, secrets became revealed, dark obsessions exposed, and a new sinister world has forced me to take center stage. The boys tried to shield me from it, but now they can't. It's been made very clear that if they want to keep me unharmed, they need to acclimate me into their world, and fast. Foedus was no joke and not to be messed with.

The only thing I’ve ever wanted was to get the hell out of Little Hope. Its small-town traditionalism is stifling, and there’s no way for ‘trailer trash’ like me to get ahead. But a few years ago, my fate was sealed, locking me in this place forever. The only shiny thing in town is Justin Attleborough, who’s put me at the top of his ‘hate-list’ for reasons that are beyond me, along with half the town. The more forbidden the fruit is, the sweeter it seems.

Er war einmal meine große Liebe – jetzt ist er meine größte Bedrohung. Seth Blackburn ist der Teufel in Menschengestalt. Und leider auch der Einzige, der meine Sicherheit gewährleisten kann. Der Preis dafür? Meine Seele und ein Eheversprechen. Kann ich wirklich mit dem Teufel tanzen, ohne dabei in der Hölle zu landen? Klappentext:. Seth. Ich bin das Ungeheuer, das du erschaffen hast. Du bist der Grund für die verdammte Dunkelheit in mir, die ich nicht vertreiben kann. Und jetzt stehst du vor mir und bittest mich um Hilfe, um meinen Schutz. Ich sollte Mitleid mit dir haben, kleine Hexe.

Possessed of an extraordinary telekinetic gift - she can make objects burst into flames - Dahlia Le Blanc has spent her life isolated from other people. But just when she thinks she's finally achieved some peace, her world comes crashing down. For a reason she cannot guess, she has become the target of deadly assassins. Suddenly, no place is safe - not even the secret refuge she established long ago. Now she must rely on Nicolas Trevane, a dangerous warrior sent to track her down and protect her.

Crystal. Was verbirgst du hinter deinen geheimnisvollen Augen und dem grimmigen Gesichtsaudruck? Du bist mein Boss, aber kannst mich nicht ausstehen. Zumindest denke ich das. Doch dann wieder merke ich deine brennenden Blicke auf mir, die etwas ganz anderes erzählen. Dieses Katz-und-Maus-Spiel macht mich wahnsinnig und dennoch bin ich viel zu neugierig, um nicht mitzuspielen. Ich hätte es lassen sollen. Denn wie gefährlich dein Spiel wirklich ist, wird mir erst klar, als es schon lange zu spät ist.

Psychologist Natalie Marsh's dream is now reality: Her mental health services clinic has opened and is housed in an elegant, newly renovated 19th-century building. Unfortunately not everyone is happy with the clinic's presence, including Heather Osbourne, a troubled young woman who wholly objects to the occupation of the building. Heather has spent years wandering the halls of the abandoned structure, convinced she's communing with her ancestor's ghost.

Kaely Quinn's talents as an FBI behavior analyst are impossible to ignore, no matter how unorthodox her methods. But when a reporter outs her as the daughter of an infamous serial killer, she's demoted to field agent and transferred to St. Louis. When the same reporter who ruined her career claims to have received an anonymous poem predicting a string of murders, ending with Kaely's, the reporter's ulterior motives bring his claim into question. But when a body is found that fits the poem's predictions, the threat is undeniable.

The daughter of a schizophrenic, Dr. Jane Evans prioritizes order, control, and—above all—her work in a psychiatric research lab. When an attempted kidnapping threatens to derail the project she’s on, her boss hires a bodyguard. He’s everything Jane is not, and if she can survive, she may even learn to like the difference. Eric Sorensen owes Jane a debt he can’t possibly repay. Without her tutoring, he would not have made it through college, would not have the life he does. But none of his memories of college Jane prepare him for adult Jane.

He broke the code. Prom Night my brother’s best friend took my innocence then ditched me. He was six years older and my secret crush. We did the deed, but he didn’t expect to fall in love. Terrified of my brother, he took off, so I never knew the truth. Years later, I hunt him down, pretending to break into his skyscraper. Forced to face his symphony of mistakes, he confesses his feelings. While hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, I’d changed, but he was still under my spell.