Résultats pour "the foxes" dans Romance

When my father passed away, I assumed my grieving would be as simple as closing a book and starting another. Only he had other plans. Leaving me his beloved tattoo shop, I’m stuck to figure out what exactly to do with it, all while being constantly reminded of him.

Angleterre, 1816. Une union arrangée ? Charles Whitley, Comte de Clarencroft, n'y voit aucun inconvénient. Après tout, un homme de son rang se doit de fournir un héritier à son domaine et d'avoir à ses côtés une maitresse de maison à la hauteur de la tâche. Cependant, quand son oncle avance le nom de Lady Selina Heathfield, le sang de Charles ne fait qu'un tour ! Cette jeune femme est peut-être riche, mais il la déteste farouchement. Et pour cause ! Il a grandi à ses côtés et la connait mieux que quiconque.

That moment when your spectacular one night stand turns out to be your sexy, older new boss. FML. Brantley Phipps doesn’t want a boyfriend. In his line of work, relationships are impossible. All he wants is one night of fun before he starts his 10-week rotation as assistant hotel director on a cruise ship. He scores the jackpot with a hot older guy who hits all his yes, please buttons and who wants the same thing as him. Their chemistry is explosive, hot damn. Talk about a night to remember. That should last him a while.

A bubbly kitsune baker. A brooding, cursed oni. And the cozy little bakery that just might be the key to breaking his curse. In the magical town of Willowmere, Kana’s bakery is known for its cozy atmosphere, warm bread, and iconic pink cupcakes. A kitsune who followed her love of baking halfway across the world, Kana has built a sweet, independent life—until a cursed oni crashes into it.

Demyen m'a dérobé ma liberté pour m'enfermer dans la pire des cellules. Son lit. Je comprends : c'est moi qui ai envoyé son frère derrière les barreaux. Et je paie pour cette trahison en gémissements de plaisir.

Cole Sullivan made a battlefield promise to his best friend to take care of his little sister, but that vow, given to a dying man, has pushed the woman he's wanted for years even farther from reach. Gemma Mathews has crushed hard on the darkly handsome, far-to-serious explosives expert since she was a teen, but the sting of his rejection is as fresh as if it happened yesterday.

He's the devoted single dad who runs Dark River's best restaurant. She's the newcomer looking for a fresh start far from her family's shadow. Neither expected a connection that would make them question everything they thought they knew about love. When twenty-four-year-old Emma Hayes takes a first-grade teaching job in Dark River, she's looking for independence. She never expected her favorite student's father to be the same man who caught her eye—and her lingerie delivery—at the post office.

1818, Angleterre. Abandonné la veille de son mariage par sa fiancée partie au bras de son meilleur ami, Lord Thomas, Comte de Broadshire, n'est plus aussi enthousiaste à l'idée de trouver une épouse. Sa mère et sa sœur ont beau lui répéter qu'il doit passer à autre chose, le jeune homme continue de se noyer dans sa rancœur. Quand Lady Radcliff, son ancienne fiancée, doit revenir à Londres après la mort de son mari parce que ce dernier l'a laissée désœuvrée et couverte de dettes, les choses se compliquent.

1817, Angleterre. Lord Feaston est un homme brisé. Depuis que la femme qu'il aimait lui a préféré un autre homme, il ne parvient pas à se remettre de son chagrin. Il sait pourtant que son domaine, le magnifique Comté de Mooreshire, a besoin d'une maîtresse et qu'il lui faudra bientôt penser à engendrer des héritiers. Qu'à cela ne tienne, il se résout à faire un mariage de convenance ! Quand Miss Charity Aston accepte sa demande, il ne se doute pas que la jeune femme qui s'apprête à devenir son épouse a tout de la femme de sa vie.

1819, Angleterre. Épouser le Duc de Percester ? Lucy Devinan s'y refuse. Tout juste revenue de Londres, la jeune femme n'a qu'une hâte : profiter des mois à venir en Cornouailles pour préparer la saison prochaine. Cependant, quand son père lui apprend qu'il vient d'offrir sa main, sans le vouloir, à Lord Mirabeau, Duc de Percester, son cœur manque un battement. Quel pire sort que celui de devenir l'épouse d'un rustre sans cœur ?

My path to success never included an enemy as a teammate, especially one as infuriating as Quinton de Haas. Clawing under my skin is his favorite pastime, only feeding the animosity between us as the years pass. We’re as completely opposite as two people can be; the golden boy and the black sheep. Constantly at odds or at each other’s throats. The only thing we can agree on is hockey is our true love, and we’ll do whatever it takes to come out on top. I never imagined that drive would lead me to do the unthinkable: falling into bed with my not-so-straight rival.

Hundreds of years ago, on a wild sea coast, two bold-hearted men met in combat and love...This is the story of Caius, a Christian monk struggling to reconcile his sensual nature with his newfound faith, and of Fenrir, a ferocious Viking raider abandoned by his comrades and left for dead. When Caius takes pity on the wounded man, his brethren are horrified: what kind of wolf has Cai brought into the fold?

Madden Hastings has been my nemesis since the day we met. A divide was born from the age-old rivalry between our universities, but this year, another layer developed. It became personal. Because the captain of Blackmore’s baseball team? He’s also my new step brother. My disdain for the sudden blending of our families leads to more conflict, and despite their efforts to force us together, coexisting proves impossible. But something else starts burning beneath my bitterness and resentment; an attraction as unexpected as it is potent.

I learned the hard way not to trust anyone. First the men who’d hurt me, and then my mother when she turned her back on me. I had no one. Was it any wonder I didn’t think I had a reason to keep living? A good Samaritan had other ideas, landing me in a psychiatric hospital. Too bad the guards were every bit as evil as those men I’d trusted. I thought I’d die alone. Unwanted. Unloved. Forgotten. Until the Hades Abyss MC came to take me away. They claim my father sent them, except I’ve never met him. Don’t even know his name. I’d try to run, but what’s the point?

It started with a plastic cup. Simple. Clinical. Totally innocent. It's not so innocent anymore. Because I married the mob boss. He got me pregnant. Now, his past is coming to kill us both. I thought we were done with the hard part. Stefan is mine, and I'm his, in every way that matters. This baby of ours is going to have the happy family we never got. Or so I thought. But the mother that Stefan thought he killed? Turns out she's very much alive. The secrets he thought he buried? They're very much above ground.

My fake husband is trying to take my baby away. The Kornilov Bratva brothers ruined my life. Fedor attacked me and shattered my innocence. Then his brother Viktor forced me into a fake marriage I never asked for. Now, I'm caught in the middle of a war between them. And if that's not enough . . . It turns out I'm pregnant again. One baby by each brother. Two sides of a bloody conflict that can only end in death and destruction.

RHAPSODIE DE DOULEUR est le troisième volet de la trilogie sur la Bratva Zakrevsky. L'histoire de Demyen et de Clara commence dans le premier tome, REQUIEM POUR UN PÉCHÉ, et se poursuit dans le second, SONATE POUR UN MENSONGE.

Let me tell you how Holden Sykes operates. As the campus playboy and one-and-done king, he doesn’t do strings. Or repeats. Or names, for that matter. So when he tries making my best friend the next notch on his bedpost, I react poorly. Some would call it jealousy or an unrequited crush, but friends protect each other from making mistakes. The same ones I’ve already made. Which is why driving Holden away seems like my only option. Too bad he’s not giving up without a fight.

Un Noël pas comme les autres en pleine Régence anglaise... Novembre 1817. Rien ne va plus pour Miss Eleanor Erington ! À quelques semaines de Noël et de son dix-huitième anniversaire, son père lui annonce que contrairement à leur habitude, ils ne passeront pas Noël au superbe domaine de Moorsbury, mais bien au fin fond du Devonshire aux côtés de l'exécrable famille Hunt.

It was his lips. The way his stare sent shivers down my spine. The way his rough voice whispered my name. So I caved. I did what I knew I shouldn't. But as quickly as he's there, he's gone, leaving me confused. Devastated. I hope I'll never see him again....Then I do. He's my new boss. And he has secrets.