Résultats pour "The Bell" dans Suspense romantique

Il était une fois... au lugubre manoir Winterness, le meurtre étrange de l'épouse d'un producteur de cinéma, dont la mise en scène rappelle de vieux contes pour enfants. L'inspecteur Jensen Caldwell, aussi taciturne que solitaire, est chargé de l'affaire. Très vite, ses soupçons se portent sur la sublime et rusée Medora Keenan, célèbre actrice que les fans se disputent, mais aussi belle-fille de la victime.

Pour obtenir la garde de sa filleule, Mary a besoin d'un mari de toute urgence. Sauf qu'elle ne veut pas de n'importe quel homme : elle le veut, lui, Hector, l'objet de ses désirs depuis des mois. Mais Hector ne fait que la repousser. Dans la vraie vie, la Bête ne finit pas avec Belle. Il est bien trop sombre pour le petit rayon de soleil qu'est Mary. Alors même si ça le tue de voir la femme de ses rêves avec un autre homme, il sait qu'il doit garder ses distances. Ce qu'il ne sait pas, c'est que Mary n'a pas dit son dernier mot.

Before I found a love I was willing to die for, I had to survive one I had to kill for. Chapel Crest wasn’t a place of solace. It was made for suffering. I would know. I’d been locked inside ever since my mother tossed me away like I didn't matter. In my suffering though, I found her. Isabella. The girl who made me believe I mattered. The girl I gave everything to. The girl I loved. The girl I would do anything for, even kill for. Or just plain kill. Because you don’t betray a watcher and live to tell about it. This is the prequel to Chapel Crest and is best read AFTER book one.

Cruel. Coldblooded. Hades in a Brioni suit. Cillian Fitzpatrick has been dubbed every wicked thing on planet earth. To the media, he is The Villain. To me, he is the man who (reluctantly) saved my life. Now I need him to do me another small solid. Bail me out of the mess my husband got me into. What’s a hundred grand to one of the wealthiest men in America, anyway? Only Cillian doesn’t hand out free favors. The price for the money, it turns out, is my freedom.

The most important thing I’d ever read was scribbled on the door of a portable restroom, engraved into plastic at a carnival on the outskirts of Boston. Lust lingers, love stays. Lust is impatient, love waits. Lust burns, love warms. Lust destroys, but love? Love kills. Maybe it was always my destiny to fall in love with a monster. When other kids stayed awake at night fearing the pointy-toothed beast hiding in their closet, I longed to see mine.

In the third installment of Audible’s bestselling Young Rich Widows series, a new widow appears! Irish art thief Grace Flaherty is on a mission to take back what’s rightfully hers….

This collection of Beller Ties also includes Something So Beautiful and Now And Always, in which one thing is certain–love isn’t only blind, it’s dangerous.

Pensé que no lo volvería a ver. Mi primer amor regresó de entre los muertos. Mi secuestrador y tormento. Él tiene mi pasado, presente y futuro entre sus manos con cicatrices. Él es mi dueño. Sin importar cuán lejos corra, mi camino me lleva de vuelta a ese castillo solitario. De vuelta a los brazos de la bestia.

In the idyllic, snowbound town of Winter’s Kiss, Christmas arrives with glowing lights and Bing Crosby on the air—a postcard come to life. But a ghost from Christmas past has returned to play Santa. As a historic blizzard traps the valley, Sheriff Heather Blake must hunt a killer hiding behind the face of an old friend. With the Winter Ball approaching and the bodies piling high, she may be the last present to be unwrapped. In Winter’s Kiss, terror is the only thing coming to town.

Kylie Bell seemingly has it all—a beautiful home, a fulfilling career and she is married to the love of her life. To top it all off, her husband, Michael, has planned the most romantic weekend away to celebrate their first wedding anniversary. Their escape to the quintessential New England resort on the Maine coast is more than Kylie ever hoped for until a late-night knock on their door shatters the façade of Kylie’s picture-perfect life. Michael is arrested for murder; a murder he vehemently denies committing.

Forevers don’t exist when you’re on the run. Amelia cannot get attached - not to the town or the people in it. And definitely not to the tall, dark, and handsome mafia prince who sweet-talks his way past her carefully built walls. Why put yourself through that, knowing it’ll all be ripped away when you leave? And she will have to leave. This life isn’t hers to keep. Sam calls her Snow, like the fairy-tale princess. But her life is far from a fairy tale. Even a prince can’t change that.

In 1890, the ominous tolling of the bell announces that death has come to Traeger Hall, leaving orphaned Waverly Pembrooke to piece together the puzzle behind her uncle's and aunt's murders. Bound by the terms of her uncle's eccentric will, Waverly finds herself alone in a manor shrouded by death and questioning the reasons for her uncle's paranoia. A madness hovers over Traeger Hall, and Waverly—as well as the people of nearby Newton Creek—are ill-prepared for the woe that has descended.

Vittorio Cattaneo é um deus. Aos 38 anos, o chefe da máfia Siciliana é um homem metódico, controlador, obcecado por ter as coisas feitas à sua maneira e, principalmente, cruel. Ele vive sob três regras inquebráveis: nunca falhar, nunca desonrar e, principalmente, nunca se dobrar a qualquer coisa que não seja a Sagrada. Vittorio Cattaneo não se ajoelha e, graças a isso, sob seu comando, La Santa prosperou mais nos últimos doze anos do que havia feito no meio século anterior.

Helping her best friend solve an old family mystery has put Gustavia in danger. Between dealing with Julie’s crazy ex and her own turbulent family relationships, the last thing Gustavia needs is another distraction. Even so, after dating more than her fair share of frogs, Gustavia asks the universe to send her a prince. But, when her psychic adviser insists she has already met her soul mate, romantic prospects look bleak.

Es war einmal vor langer, langer Zeit, da glaubte ich an Märchen. Aber dann nahm er mich. Und er lehrte mich, dass das Leben kein Märchen ist. Er ist vernarbt. Gebrochen. Ein dunkles und wildes Ding. Seine Schönheit ist brutal, und seine Worte sind grausam. Sein Herz ist eine schattige Landschaft, in der nichts wachsen kann. Er sagt mir, er könnte nie etwas für mich empfinden, und er beweist es jeden Tag.

Christmas is bad enough without all the music, frantic shopping sprees, and holiday parties. So many parties… with people you couldn’t stand in high school and definitely can’t stand now. Top of the list? Patty Harrison. She made my teen years miserable and, now that we’re adults, she’s trying to get me banned from the Christmas market. Even so, I’m not going to commit literal murder.

Quincy Otto had it all—brains, charm, and a meteoric rise to the top of Wall Street. Engaged to the boss’s niece and honored with ringing the Opening Bell, he seemed destined for fortune and family. But in the shadows of wealth and power lurked betrayal. When a Ponzi-style scheme threatened to expose his mentor, Quincy became the fall guy. An orchestrated car crash and a hospital explosion should have ended him. Instead, disfigured and presumed dead, Quincy vanished into the underworld of New York City.

A gothic rom-com with the occasional POV of a very sassy and hilarious feline.

For the first time in a year, she meets a man that intrigues her. A sexy stranger that seems as affected by her as she is by him. She gives in to her desires, only to find out moments later that he’s about to become her professional enemy. They battle for the most coveted project in the industry. Their passion on the battlefield threatens to bleed from the boardroom to the bedroom. Constantly teetering on that fine edge until it becomes too much for both of them.

Why choose between naughty or nice in this steamy, suspenseful Christmas-themed stalker romance that’s perfect for dark romance readers seeking a spicy, festive read. It’s the night before Christmas and I’m alone in the house… Popular jewelry influencer Chloe Hallman is steeling herself...