Résultats pour "The Raven" dans Comédie romantique

Joel and Jethro. Roommates. Total hunks. Inseparable friends. Hot as hell. Meet my fantasy boyfriends. Aren't they just the sexiest, cutest thing? I know, right? They totally are. They are hot, too hot for a quiet—and obsessed with them—girl working in a bookshop. That'd be me, by the way. There's also the tiny problem of Joel wanting another girl. And as for Jethro, well...he doesn't do girls. Or maybe he doesn't do relationships.

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I've been kidnapped by an incubus. It doesn't matter that he's my betrothed—I'd been running from him and my coven for the past two decades. My mother finally found me and betrayed my location. I won't blame my boys for this. It wasn't their fault. I wasn't going to be able to hide my magick...

Unruly Jethro and cocky Joel are now officially my boyfriends. My Candy Boys. I moved in with them, and I expected things to be tense, awkward. I was wrong. This feels so right, and, well, hot. These boys are so hot. The boys and me, we're solid. However, doubt still lingers. I mean, Joel's parents hate each other. Jethro's dad killed his mom, for chrissakes. So I wonder if true love really exists. Love that doesn't fade over time. You know, the kind that withstands nightmares and bad jokes, unwashed dishes in the sink, and lack of lube. Yeah, that happened.

Five years ago, I saw something I shouldn’t have. Ominous, right? But what really sucks is I got caught. I’ve been trapped as my animal ever since, hidden away and forced to stay shifted and silent. Until one day, when I get brought to a pet shop where a shifter recognizes me for what I am and brings me to her pack. A really friggen weird pack. I need to get out of here. But then I see him - the male wearing the chain around his neck. Maybe it’s his scent or his shiny stuff that draws me in. Either way, I’m going to bite him so good...

Nightmare Penitentiary is no joke. The worst of the worst in the paranormal world end up at NP, and I just got sentenced there. For others, this might be cause for freaking the hell out. But for me, it’s a f--king relief. You see, I’ve been sold off to the big bad asshole, Alpha Bowen - thanks Mom and Dad! But if they think I’m going to go quietly, or at all, they haven’t been paying attention to how I roll.

Cora After growing up in a household with constant financial stress and defeatist attitudes, I decided long ago that I wouldn't fall into that same trap. Now, I'm working hard to build a life I'm proud of, doing online contract work by day and live-streaming as a cam girl by night, taking my...

I live with a pack of misfit shifters. We aren't going to be winning any popularity contests, but our hodgepodge bunch is more loyal than even the strongest pred packs. I should know. I grew up in one of them. As soon as they realized I was different, I was despised, even by my own family. So I left, joined Pack Aberrant, and I've steered clear of alpha pred assholes ever since. Until my heatwave hits, and I accidentally jump three coyote shifters in a parking lot. Whoopsie.

Being dead never felt so alive. When eighteen-year-old Cassie Blackwood gets flattened by a truck, she thinks the worst part of her day is over. Wrong. Now she's enrolled at Liminal Community College, sharing an apartment with a banshee who has strong opinions about breakfast, and trying to master "Advanced Manifestation Techniques" without phasing through her chair mid-lecture. Death, it turns out, comes with surprisingly good Wi-Fi but terrible food—except for coffee, which somehow still tastes amazing. Then Adrian Thorne walks into her algebra class.

Aggie is a witch in hiding from her coven and the magickal world at large, after her virginity contract was sold at birth to an incubus, a demon who would surely kill her during the inheritance ceremony. Now turning forty, her magick is tired of being contained, and attracts the attention of a few nearby supernaturals, all vying for her attention: Karl, a grumpy, self-effacing vampire who fusses like a mother hen, Luka, a rowdy werewolf with golden retriever energy, and Quinn, a player warlock with a pet hawk. If they can sense her, then surely her jilted betrothed can as well.

Here’s what I know. Being a cupid is hard work. Love Matches, Lust Breath, Flirt Touches, not to mention having to meet my quotas every month. And hitting your target with arrows? That shit is not easy. But all of that I could handle. Gladly. If only my cupid powers would actually work. The clock is ticking, but I have the perfect candidate to start with. Warren Knight. Smart, hot as hell, rich, bachelor-dud extraordinaire. Of course, the asshole doesn’t want to fall in love, so I have my work cut out for me.

Violet has always been down on her luck, but now she's hit rock bottom - she hates her job, her flat is falling apart and a family of horse-sized mice have just moved in. Then she wins seven million pounds in the lottery, and after some real self-care, she's off to the sights of Paris! But Paris...

Once upon a time, there lived a princess called Brylee who had a cat and a steady job and her eye on a handsome prince. But Prince Ryan refused to put out. Then Riddick walked through the door and ate her cookie. Literally, okay? It was a good cookie, too, with chocolate chips. Riddick is drop-dead gorgeous but not a prince. Regardless, Brylee can't fight that burning attraction. Even when Ryan suddenly becomes interested in her.

As someone who's been burdened all her life with responsibility and control, the vulnerability he allows me to have feels a lot like freedom. A nd that's f**king terrifying. Dani I've always been the "responsible one," the woman who takes care of everyone else. So when my recently divorced...

We were Army Rangers, the best of the best. And then one day, everything that we worked so hard to become was ripped away. Now, we're in some podunk town, trying to find a sense of normal among the crazy, and learn how to live again. That gets a hell of a lot harder to do when a virus spreads mercilessly across the country, killing 85 percent of the people who contract it. In the midst of the panic, we're tasked with one last rescue mission. It's just our luck that the fool we're rescuing doesn't believe that the world as we know it is actually ending.

Warlock Bruce MacGregor likes his life exactly the way it is. He has his art, his books, his freedom. But lately his family has become marriage obsessed. As one of the last single men standing, they're all looking at him to find eternal happiness...and they're not above casting a few spells to ensure it happens.

Current life goals: get through these 50-hour work weeks while maintaining my sanity, avoid relationships with Dominants who can't accept me for who I am, strengthen my relationship with my older brother, and survive a year of living with my brother and his best friend, who are moving back to Chicago to start a business. So far, so good. My new bartending job at Club Caliber is going well, Liam has been texting me about how excited he is to move into our new place and spend more time with me, and I even hit it off with a man at my last bartending shift who might actually be my perfect match.

"Sei die Leihmutter meines Kindes und ich überschütte dich mit Geld." Sagt er, nachdem wir erfahren, dass wir am Vorabend, an den wir uns nicht mehr erinnern können, geheiratet haben. OMG! Ich bin in Las Vegas, habe gerade eine Trennung hinter mir und weiß nicht, ob ich noch einen Job habe, als ich Carl treffe. Superheiß. Reich. Lustig. Wir treiben es ein bisschen wild und haben eine unvergessliche Zeit. Das einzige Problem ist ... am nächsten Tag wachen wir verheiratet auf!

Grant Bergeron is Orleans University's playboy first baseman. He's charming, kind… and a tad arrogant. But underneath his party-guy demeanor, he's more than anyone sees. I needed a husband, and he strode in like prince charming, taking me up on the marriage pact from our past. One that I never imagined actually happening. Our I-dos were meant to be temporary, a walk-off wedding that benefited us both. But when he takes our vows more seriously than I expect, old feelings begin to resurface. Now we're sharing a too-small apartment, and he's everywhere.

Natalie Love has worked hard to have it all. She runs a successful London theatre that's about to host one of Hollywood's leading stars, Ryan Harrison. She’s pretty sure she’s found her man in yoga boyfriend Benjamin, despite his annoying habit of saying Namaste! every time he speaks. And her eccentric, glamorous Hungarian gran is always on hand to offer sage advice and steaming bowls of goulash. Life in the bright lights of London has always been Natalie's escape from her chaotic family in rural Devon and Jamie, the childhood sweetheart she left at the altar fifteen years ago.