Résultats pour "Penelope" dans Suspense romantique

Tiernan n'a plus goût à rien. Oubliée dans un internat par ses parents trop obsédés par leur célébrité, elle s'est construite sans amour et sans repères, dans une solitude qui lui pèse. Quand ils décèdent alors qu'elle n'a que dix-sept ans, elle a l'impression de s'éteindre avec eux, jusqu'à ce que Jake, le demi-frère de son père, accepte sa garde en attendant sa majorité. Tiernan est ainsi envoyée chez lui et ses deux fils, Noah et Kaleb, qui vivent isolés dans les montagnes du Colorado. L'arrivée de Tiernan va bouleverser les certitudes des trois hommes. Elle les désire. Ils la possèdent.

Sending him to prison was the worst thing I could've done. It didn't matter that he did the crime or that I wished he was dead. Perhaps I thought I'd have time to disappear before he got out or he'd cool off in jail and be anything but the horror he was. But I was wrong. Three years came and went too fast, and now he's anything but calm. Prison only gave him time to plan. And while I anticipated his vengeance, I didn't expect this. He doesn't want to make me hurt. He wants to make everything hurt.

Arriesgada. Polémica. Oscura. Atrévete con la novela más viral de Penelope Douglas. El amor es un tabú que no conoce reglas. A Tiernan de Haas ya no le importa nada ni nadie. Hija única de un productor de cine y de su famosa esposa, ha crecido rodeada de riqueza y privilegios, pero sin amor...

Banks: Buried in the shadows of the city, there's a hotel called The Pope. Ailing, empty, and dark, it sits abandoned and surrounded by a forgotten mystery. But you think it's true, don't you, Kai Mori? The story about the hidden 12th floor. The mystery of the dark guest who never checked in and never checks out. You think I can help you find that secret hideaway and get to him, don't you? I will never betray him. Kai: You have no idea what I seek, Little One. You don't know what I had to become to survive three years in prison for a crime I would gladly commit again.

When I was little, I was obsessed with fairytales. My dad told me the stories of the stars and white knights who rescue princesses. I’d wear a silver plastic crown and stare at the sky, waiting for the day my knight in shining armor would come. Then my dad died, my crown broke, and my mom shipped my sister and me off to boarding school. And then I met them. My knights. Only they’re nothing like the fairytales I grew up on. They’re wrapped in sin and shrouded in darkness. Bossy, protective, alphaholes. And heirs to the Italian mafia.

One woman learns the secrets of the five Jaeger brothers in the new romance from New York Times bestselling author Penelope Douglas. On the other side of town, in the dark glades, under the rain… Macon is the oldest. Thirty-one. Ex-Marine. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him smile. Army is...

When I saw my escape, I took it. Now I'm in New York City and trying to get my life back on track. Despite the tracker in my ankle, Crow hasn't come for me. He hasn't even called me. I told him the depth of my feelings but he cruelly rejected them. Maybe he's forgotten about me. One day, I walk into my apartment and spot the pile of buttons on the counter. I never left them there, and there's only one explanation for their presence. Maybe Crow hasn't forgotten me after all.

I started a blood war. I've made a terrifying enemy. Over a single woman. It was a stupid decision, but I don't have any regrets. Because Bellissimo is finally mine.

The clock at St. Killian’s chimes as whispers float in the dark staircase above. Snow falls from the black sky beyond the windows, and candles glow - the flames lighting up the longest night of the year. Devil’s Night isn’t the only holiday we celebrate. Tonight, we’re pulling on a different mask. Some call it Midwinter. Others call it Yule. We call it Fire Night.

D'aussi loin que je me souvienne, j'ai toujours désiré Jace en secret. Le problème, c'est qu'il a six ans de plus que moi, que c'est le meilleur ami de mon frère Nathan, et qu'il me voit définitivement comme une petite sœur. Pourtant, lorsque Jace emménage avec Nathan et moi dix ans plus tard pour nous aider à joindre les deux bouts après la mort de nos parents, l'alchimie entre nous devient... explosive, et, sous notre toit, Jace est plus autoritaire et protecteur que jamais.

I'm supposed to return her to Tristan to finish the deal. But now I'm dreading the day when I have to drop her off. Can I really do it? I'm not supposed to care about this woman. I'm not supposed to care about anyone, actually. But I care about Bellissimo.

Tristan is one of my biggest clients. He always pays on time, and he always keeps his word. But this time, he's short on cash. He needs the shipment now, so he offers me collateral. He loans me his slave, Adelina. Now that Pearl and I are so close, I can't condone this type of exchange. It's wrong. Inhumane. But she wants me. I can tell. And I definitely want her.

Damon: Will is gone. He hasn't been seen in months, and the texts coming from his phone are almost certainly forged. Something's wrong. We need to act now. Michael is ready to tear down The Cove, Rika's hiding something, Evans Crist is a threat, and Winter's father is still out there. Everyone is off in a million directions, and we're vulnerable. It's time to do this. It's time to claim our place.

Fresh off graduation, I had my entire summer planned out: European vacation with my cousins, college courses, and picking up shifts at work. But then my mom calls and drops the bomb: she's getting married to the rumored head of the Irish mafia. Even though I've been looking out for her for most of my life, we haven't lived together in ten years. When she invites me to stay with her for the summer, I don't hesitate. So I make a new summer plan: skip the vacation, take online courses, and dig up dirt on Mom's new fiancé. What I didn't plan for was Wolf Fitzgerald—and his brothers.

Dunkle Verlockung und gefährliche Spiele. Rika zieht zum Studium in die Großstadt. Zum ersten Mal in ihrem Leben ist sie auf sich allein gestellt. Was sie nicht ahnt: Sie wird bereits erwartet. Von dem Mann, in den sie schon immer heimlich verliebt war, dessen Verachtung sie aber stets gespürt hat: Michael Crist. Seit drei Jahren warten er und seine Freunde darauf, Rika für all das bezahlen zu lassen, was sie ihnen angetan hat. All das Leid, all den Schmerz. Michael weiß, dass Rika ihn will, und beginnt ein böses Spiel mit ihr. Doch Rika ist nicht so wehrlos, wie er denkt.

I found out my husband of three years had cheated on me and his mistress is the one who told me—because he didn’t have the balls to do it himself. I move out and get a new apartment, a job as a bartender, and try to move on with a broken heart. I wonder where it all went wrong, if I hadn’t been enough for him, if I’d been stupid for marrying him in the first place. I’m at work one night when he walks inside—the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. He sits at the bar and a forest fire burns between us. 

The city of Taormina calls to me—but Constantine possesses me, body and soul. Not just because of those chiseled abs and glorious tattoos my photographer’s eye can’t help but admire. Or the man’s utter devotion to his dog. But because he always stands up for me. He saved my life once. And he’d do it again. His ruthless brand of justice inspires terror on the streets of Rome. But in his arms, I shiver for a different reason. So when he asks me to move in after just six weeks, I’m ecstatic. And conflicted.

We spent weeks planning this trip to Sicily together. And I was damn sure going to enjoy it, even if my lying, cheating boyfriend just abandoned me. I push aside self-pity to venture out and take photographs. Later, I lock eyes with a stranger at a bar. This tattooed god, Constantine, is way out of my league, but to my surprise, he’s all in—every inch. And up in his hotel suite, he claims me for his own. Over and over again.

Joseph Ingram made the mistake of stealing from me - four million dollars. He took my intelligence without paying for it. And thought he could get away with it. Think again. Now I’ll take something from him - something irreplaceable. His sister. Collateral. But even when Joseph doubles the amount of money he owes me, I don’t give her up. Nope. I have an image to maintain. So I keep her. And I’m not giving her up.

My gravest mistake was falling in love with my husband. It crept up on me so slowly that I didn't even notice it was happening until it arrived. I assumed he felt the same way every time he kissed me...every time he touched me. Until he proved me wrong. Kamikaze is dead, so I don't need him for protection anymore. Divorce is all I want now. I'll find a man that will love me the way I deserve, that won't bring home two strange women just to hurt me. I don't need him. Now it's time to start over.