Résultats pour "death" dans Romance

Chaque battement de son cœur pourrait être le dernier… Cinq ans après avoir été exilée pour sa sécurité, Maxine Callaghan revient à Little Bay, bien décidée à remettre en ordre les affaires des Sons of Death, le gang craint et respecté que sa famille dirige depuis des années. Mais son retour n'est pas un hasard : Maxine sait qu'elle va mourir. Son cœur malade la condamne, une vérité qu'elle garde pour elle, préférant concentrer ses forces pour s'assurer que l'héritage de sa famille perdure. Taylor Blake, le bras droit de l'organisation, reste sur ses gardes.

Après l'attaque vient le chaos. Alors que Taylor se remet lentement de ses blessures, Max est brisée, mais debout. Déterminée à protéger ceux qu'elle aime, elle se relève, une fois de plus. De son côté, Max se lance dans une mission désespérée : retrouver Tessa, la fille du chef des Anarchy, alors que l'ombre de son ennemi rôde.

Quand Taylor découvre l'état de santé de Maxine, il disparaît. Trois mois de silence. À son retour, plus rien n'est comme avant : Maxine a changé, lui aussi. Le temps presse. Le cœur de Maxine flanche, et la mort rôde, prête à l'emporter. Pourtant, Maxine refuse de renoncer. Elle se bat avec la rage de ceux qui n'ont plus rien à perdre : pour son gang, pour ceux qu'elle aime, et même pour celui qui l'a abandonnée… mais aussi pour faire tomber Liam Madison, l'ennemi invisible qui tire les ficelles dans l'ombre. Les trahisons s'enchaînent. Les alliances vacillent.

I walked out of my home and away from my loving sister to protect her. Either I left with him, the man who's watched me from the shadows for months, or he would kill Grace. It's been nine months of living in pure agony and hell. Nine months since I last saw Grace. Nine months of him controlling...

Jack Reardon uncovers secrets for a living, and the Meta-State spy is pretty good at it. Or rather he thought so until he met Ethan Blade—assassin, warrior, enigma. The unlikely pair have decided to give living together a shot, but Jack's not entirely certain what he's gotten himself into—or exactly who he's in it with.

'This is how you do chemistry! The Second Death of Locke is a masterful epic that combines classic fantasy worldbuilding with an addictive love story. Alternately charming and hauntingly dark, this one will stay with you long after the last page' Heather Fawcett, author of Emily Wilde's...

Jack Reardon, former SAS soldier and current Australian Meta-State asset, has seen some messy battles. But messy takes on a whole new meaning when he finds himself tied to a chair in a torture shack, his cover blown wide open, all thanks to notorious killer-for-hire Ethan Blade. Blade is everything Jack doesn't believe in: remorseless, detached, lawless. Yet, Jack's only chance to survive is to strike a bargain with the devil and join forces with Blade.

The God of Death says I’m his long-lost bride. His soul mate. An Omega who betrayed him two thousand years ago. He believes my memories are the key to our survival. Only, they’re memories I no longer possess. Because I’m not who he thinks I am. I’m Serapina, not Persephone. A human, not an Omega. And that knot he keeps talking about? Yeah, that’s not coming anywhere near me. Except Hades isn’t the only one threatening to claim me with his knot. Morpheus, the God of Dreams, says I belong to him, too.

I'm driven by an obsession for a man who's turning out to be dark, dangerous, and downright depraved. It all started with an auction. I couldn't help myself. There was no way I was going to allow another woman to win a date with the broody firefighter who fascinated me from the beginning. I paid a ridiculous amount of money that I couldn't afford for one night with him, but when my instincts took over, there was no going back.

From the New York Times and USA Today-bestselling author of the House of Night series Kristin Cast comes the next spicy and spellbinding light romantasy in the Towerfall series. In a world built on illusion, the truth is often deadly… Juniper Chase has perfected the art of being exactly what...

In this dazzling romantic fantasy that perfectly blends political intrigue with death magic, a dancer-turned-princess must destroy one king to save another in this daring sequel to A Dance of Lies. Once a dancer, now a disgraced princess on the run, Vasalie Moran is caught in the middle of a war...

A runewitch on the run has only one option left: join forces with the sarcastic, unpleasantly gorgeous necromancer she loathes The man Thraga loved is dead, and her future is in shambles. When she's sentenced to the gallows for killing her lover's murderers, it's a relief more than anything… until, the night before her execution, a necromancer is thrown into her cell. Escaping with him is her only chance to bring Lark back to life—and also the start of all her troubles.

Adam is not having a good day. First, he finds out his very long-time boyfriend has been having an affair. Then, his dramatic exit becomes a little too dramatic when he ends up dead. To top it off, he finds out that the afterlife isn't at all what he expected (he has no desire to learn to play the harp, thank you very much). Fortunately for him, some afterlife bureaucratic screw-up ends him up with the most smoking-hot demon he's ever seen, and he decides he's keeping him. Maybe the afterlife won't be so bad after all.

Kate Ardleigh is everything the Victorian English gentlewoman is not - outspoken, free-thinking, American...and a writer of the frowned upon penny dreadfuls. Soon after her arrival in Essex, England, a body is unearthed in a nearby archeological dig - and Kate has the chance to not only research her latest story but to begin her first case with amateur detective Sir Charles Sheridan. 

One heroic act damned me for eternity. With a name like Tor, I should have been a hero, just like my father and twin. Turns out I’m not. Not even close. Instead I’m the very thing we hunted. A depraved monster. I thought there was no escaping the curse. No hope for a future. And then I met my mate in the unlikeliest of places: Blackwood Asylum. A place for criminals. Power-hungry madmen. Supernatural outcasts. And her, the curvaceous writer who sees ghosts.

Mercy made her a martyr. Death will make her a queen. When the inquisition condemns Ysabel as a heretic, the prince of death claims her as his own. Melkart drags her from the pyre into a realm where souls arrive broken stripped of memory and faith. His realm is unraveling. He believes Ysabel is the cause and the cure. Cursed with a power that summons fire—and follows death—Ysabel is pulled between the mortal world that hunts her and the underworld that would claim her. At the center of it stands the man who calls her his salvation. She should fear him. Instead, she’s drawn to him.

I knew Callum would come for me. I leave the treacherous underworld behind and return to life with the man I love—finally. But when I ask him to marry me, there's a heaviness in his silence. He admits that he's kept something from me . . . and he finally tells me his truth. A secret I wish he'd taken to the grave. A secret that changes everything. Callum had earned the respect and acceptance of everyone in my life, but then he destroyed it in just the span of minutes. I'm not sure where this leaves us, but the situation only gets worse when Leviathan returns.

Tonight was meant to be about kink. Our lives are a nightmare of last-minute deployments and near misses, and we needed the break. Instead, we broke. The whole world broke. But as city after city is blown apart, and with a club full of civilians to protect, we have to pull it together and get them to safety. No matter how we’re feeling. No matter how many family members are disintegrating into ash. We have a job to do, so we’ll be each other’s strength.

Twenty four years have passed since Talon and Calista defeated Barron and his sons. The dragons were freed of their mental imprisonment and now they soar proudly in the skies above the Southern Isles. Twenty four years of peace. Until Lily Rothschild's galleon sails off course and ends up far to...

He is my angel, sent to be my death bringer to save me from my tormentors and betrayers—those who sold me into slavery when I was only eight years old. Angel came in with guns blazing and black wings that were made to crush his enemies and envelope me in love. He belongs to me, and I belong to him. We are destined. After he saves me from my captors, we hunt down the remaining men who had abused me for eleven years to make them pay in blood.