Risultati per "A J Hartley" in Romanzo d'amore

Ophelia, the Calder family's untouchable princess, drove my sister to take her own life. Now I'm taking hers—and I'm going to make her my obedient little pet. All brothers must choose a Ward, and she'll be mine. Forever. She'll dance at the end of my leash while her father's spies report every humiliating detail back to him. And when he comes for me, the Brotherhood will wipe him off the map. A perfect plan. Except it isn't.

Welcome back to your darkest nightmare. I am Death, and they've stripped away my mask of mercy. My little lamb, I will paint the streets red until you're safe in my arms again.

One, two, I'm coming for you. She's my obsession. Three, four, kneel on the floor. I want to possess her in every way. Five, six, I'm up to my old tricks. She knows me as The Portland Serial K!ll3r. Seven, eight, lay in wait. Little does she know I'm watching her. Nine, ten, never to be seen again. Welcome to your worst nightmare, Little Lamb. Who am I? Let me introduce myself. I'm Death. And I have found my Queen.

Joining the Brotherhood was supposed to lock my violent past away for good. I was in too deep when I learned their dark secret. All Brothers must choose a Ward. A captive woman to own, train, and punish. It reignites the sadistic desires I've smothered. I try to do the right thing and choose a sweet, submissive woman who wants this life. But fate has other plans and throws Quinn at my feet instead.

Harrowdean Manor is on fire. When a violent riot erupts, the fragile order inside the institute's walls crumbles overnight. Mob mentality and chaos now reign. We're in the eye of the storm. But the real war is in our minds. Amidst the anarchy, the true enemy lurks just beyond the barricades. Plotting. Preparing. Waiting to strike. Escaping their sick experiment won't erase our sins. Danger still lurks around every corner as we flee a criminal conspiracy on the verge of collapse.

Serving a three-year sentence after a violent manic episode, I own this psychiatric institute and every last patient in it. Dealing contraband to the desperate and disturbed has earned me this kingdom. To survive, I simply sacrificed my soul. They all fear me. Worship me. Hate me. But no more than the demons I barely escaped last year. They thought they'd broken me with their greed and depravity. Instead, they made me ruthless. Now, my enemies are back—and they're out for blood.

Verboten hat sich noch nie so gut angefühlt. Seit Calla vor fünf Jahren mit Ambrose, dem großen Bruder ihrer besten Freundin Dylan, geschlafen hat und am nächsten Tag aus der Stadt geflohen ist, hatten die beiden keinen Kontakt mehr. Dabei waren Dylan und Ambrose die einzigen Menschen, bei denen Cal je wirklich sie selbst sein konnte. Als sie nun für die Beerdigung ihres Vaters zurückkehrt, herrscht noch immer eisiges Schweigen zwischen ihnen. Cal beschließt, alles daran zu setzen, das Vertrauen der beiden wiederzuerlangen, denn sie vermisst Dylan schrecklich.