Risultati per "N" in Suspense romantica

Was it a sin to hate the dead? It was something I had pondered many times over the past ten months. Although it wasn't why I required medication to sleep at night. I wasn't truly concerned about the level of darkness that resided in my soul. It was the images of the night I had watched a bullet take down the boy I had loved most of my life. Seeing the life leave his body, the way his eyes had gone void. It haunted me. Even now that I knew he'd betrayed me. That what I thought had been real had all been a lie. Crosby Cash had been in love, alright, just not with me.

Loyalties and rules are put to the ultimate test when a disgraced ex-cop and a younger sibling of a ruthless crime leader cross the line that a bodyguard and his protectee aren't allowed to cross.

This bundle includes What Doesn't Destroy Us, The Scars That Define Us, The Fear That Divides Us, The Lies Between Us, and What Might Kill Us.

Seventeen years after the events in Under Your Scars, Caroline makes her yearly visit to Meridian City and is taken on a heartbreaking and bittersweet journey that gives her something she's been searching for her entire life: closure.

I'm crazy, deranged, and psychotic. I'm out of my mind and my life isn't even mine half the time. Having Dissociative Identity Disorder, it's an accurate assumption. Born an MC brat, my only dream is to wear the colors of my father's club, The Shadow Keepers. To feel the weight of the warm leather press across my back, and to be a part of something with purpose. It wasn't until the last drop of blood dripped from my fingertips and the gun smoke faded into the night sky that I realized what was really important to me. Him. In a blink of an eye, I lost it all. I lost him.

My family is gone. My parents. My twin sister. All of them murdered by the man who has stalked me for years. He nearly killed me, too. But I got away and he’s still out there, searching for me. He won’t find me. At least, I hope not. Thanks to WITSEC, I’ve been given a new life with a new identity. I know my future will be hard and lonely. I must stay strong and focus on the good. I’m getting a second chance at life. I am safe. My new home is beautiful. The four brothers who live next door are even more so.

Colt is my comfort. He’s the first one to hold my hand when life becomes hard. Creed is my support. He always has my back, is always ready to help me battle the world or my insecurities. Keelan is my joy. He effortlessly makes me laugh and exudes a light even when days become dark. Knox is my strength. He holds me together even when I want to break. Each of my guys is a great man and each fills a missing piece of my broken soul. I’m falling in love with them. Maybe I already have. The question is, do they love me back?

They pushed me to the edge, and now they think I'm dead because of the things they did. I thought I was getting a new beginning. A promise of a new identity. A new college to finally start my life states away from the people who were set on destroying me. What do I do when they show up two years later? And how do I escape when they are determined to make me pay for the pain my disappearance caused them? We never wanted her to die.

The Stone brothers are the reason I can smile again. They are my only light in the drowning darkness. What started as friendship between them and me has become something more. They want me and I want them, too. But that won’t happen with my grief tearing me apart. Will I succumb to my grief and let it destroy me? Or will my guys be able to save me?

I’m tired. I’m tired of running, tired of hiding, tired of always looking over my shoulder. Now my guys must endure this too. The clock is still ticking in my head. I feel him circling, getting closer and closer. The fear I carry is nearly suffocating. Not for me, but for my guys. I know what it’s like to have your family taken from you in the most brutal of ways. I won’t lose my family again. I will do whatever it takes to protect them. Even if that means I must face the monster who has haunted my nightmares and reality and kill him myself.

Isaac Thoreau, the son of a notorious crime boss, has spent nine years behind bars for his father's murder. Driven, cunning, and unfeeling, he's now back to claim what's rightfully his. But when an enigmatic security guard named Hawk is hired to work at his nightclub, Isaac finds himself distracted…and inexplicably drawn to Hawk, despite his best efforts to resist.

As the leader of the Hellhounds and a valued member of the notorious Thoreau crime syndicate, Isaac has it all: power, money, fear. Falling for someone has never been on his radar. But for the first time in his life, Isaac thinks he's found someone he can truly trust—the mysterious security guard who shattered through his icy defenses and became the one person Isaac could be himself with. Until everything goes up in flames.

Getting locked up had been easy. But for K-9 Sergeant Jamie Pataglio, going undercover at a maximum-security prison—and infiltrating the Mancusco crime family—was the hard part. Now, six months later, Jamie's been accepted as one of the mob's own, and he's walking out of the gates as a free man . . . and stepping into the criminal underworld. There's only one small, gorgeous problem: Bella Bianco.

Two years after his brother's murder in jail, Department of Homeland Security K-9 Officer Kade Sampson is still haunted by guilt. No man should ever have to arrest his own brother, even if he is laundering money for a drug cartel. Fortunately, Laia Velez—his brother's gorgeous widow—never learned the truth about Kade's involvement. But when she asks him for help, he knows that trouble with the cartel is far from over . . .

Ambushed and left for dead, US Secret Service K-9 Officer Markus York is on the mend and laying low in a safe house while his team tracks down his attacker. Even with his K-9, Ghost, for company, he gets restless and decides now is the perfect time to do some repairs around the house...and inadvertently tears open his wounds.

Crack CIA analyst Trista Gold is a whiz with the computer, but not so much with people. She hides behind her job, analyzing top-secret code and making recommendations on national security. CIA K-9 officer Sgt. Matt Connors suspects that beneath Trista's uptight appearance, there's a sexy woman itching to cut loose. But he doesn't dare act on his attraction. He's a loner and always will be. Keeping away from Trista is a must-do directive. Until he doesn't have a choice. During a routine assignment, Trista stumbles across a cryptic exchange. Then someone tries to murder her - twice.

Massachusetts State Police Sgt. Nick Houston is as tough as they come, and he and his K-9, Saxon, are hot on the trail of a major illegal-gun dealer. But his best lead - the beautiful owner of the Dog Park Cafe, Andi Hardt - is not cooperating. Doesn't matter how sexy she is or that his dog seems to be in love with her. She's a suspect, and he won't cross that line. Ever.

For wealthy socialite Katrina Vandenburg, business meetings and charity galas are all part of her orderly, structured world - one that gets blown to hell after finding two dead bodies in the same day. The police think she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. FBI Special Agent Dayne Andrews thinks otherwise. Dayne and his K-9, Remy, are tracking a cold-blooded killer, and that trail...leads straight to Kat.

Feeling completely sapped of life, Rain and her daughter move to the suburbs of Fairview, where white picket fences, welcoming neighbors, and immaculate green lawns make her forget the pain she's running from. Settling into her new life, she can't stop thinking about the guy who wrecked her car. He's charming, says the right things, and crashed into her life right when she needs it the most. It's only natural Mr. Handsome presents Rai with a big, shiny rock to make it picture perfect.

People say I have everything. They're wrong. I may have looks, money, and privilege, but I don't have the one thing that really matters, the one thing I crave: a woman with eyes only for me. I'm searching for my woman - one who will fall to her knees because I'm her king. She'll wear the crown of my tarnished name, and long for me when I'm not near. And when I am close, she'll be naked across my lap, feeling the sting of my palm across her milky skin. You could say I'm a sinner because I'd do anything to have the perfect woman.