Titoli in Suspense romantica

Devin "Smoke" Dillinger lives by a simple code—protect what's his at all costs. As the third oldest Dillinger and owner of a successful weapons distribution business, Smoke has a reputation that precedes him. He's a man of few attachments who prides himself on control, discipline, and keeping people at arm's length...until an unexpected visitor walks through his door.

I made a huge mistake and caught the attention of a lethally beautiful villain. Damian Nikolayev is brutality incarnate. A psychopath wrapped in tattooed muscle and tailored charm. Heir to a Bratva empire built on blood and control. And now, I'm his. His fiancée. His plaything. His obsession. He owns my darkest secret. And he'll keep it, for a price: All of me. Now, Damian has me bound to him, in more ways than one. The harder I fight, the tighter his binds ensnare me.

She's the forbidden fruit, and I took a bite. In my defense, it was before I knew who she was. Before she knew the devil's deal I made with her family. She's off-limits. Half my age. Innocent in a way that redefines sin and temptation. I'm broken, dangerous, haunted by my past, and wanted by the Bratva. Touching her could mean losing everything. But keeping myself from her is an impossibility.

He wants her. They have her. One stranded female on the run from her stalker. Two protective, small-town best friends now willing to do whatever it takes to keep her safe.

He's a dark storm wrapped in tattoos and muscle. A mafia prince with a killer's smile and a predator's gaze. Takeshi Mori doesn't ask for anything. He takes it. Including me. Our marriage is a weapon forged in blood, meant to stop a war. But there's nothing peaceful about my new husband. He's ruthless chaos incarnate—a Machiavellian psychopath with a thirst for violence. He craves control, but I was born to defy. His darkness terrifies me even as it calls to mine. His touch consumes me even as it burns me alive.

It takes a killer to catch a killer. And no one understands the motives of ruthless murderer The Sandman quite like Rhett Voss. Having spent his childhood in the shadows of the deranged lunatic, he's become an expert on the topic. Killing is in his blood, and as a hitman for hire, Voss maintains a steady diet of carnage, himself. Except lately, it's lost its appeal. Until he's enticed to track down the clever Sandman who has his sights set on Nola Tensley.

Violet has lived her entire life in the Mountain Realm and has been in a secret relationship with Calum, the Sovereign of her realm, which is completely forbidden. The rule is clear: Every Sovereign must marry from the royal bloodlines of the Seven Sovereigns. When Calum is sent to the Night Realm to begin his engagement to the sister of the Night Realm's Sovereign, he promises Violet he will find a way out of the engagement and make his way back to her. Violet holds onto that promise until she finds herself in the Night Realm, where she realizes everything isn't as true as she thought it was.

Trapped in nightmares from my past, the only comfort I find is in gifts from the man who killed my mother's killer—presents wrapped in a body bag and delivered to the morgue for me to examine. From the first time I saw his mark, I knew I had to keep my killer safe, had to keep his work a secret for me and me alone. Every body is a love letter, and I'm the only one who can read them.

For eight long years, I have been waiting, patiently plotting my revenge. Now, I've found him. And I'm going to make him pay. He hired me to guard his wife, ensure her safety. I'm going to kill the same woman I vowed to protect. He'll suffer like I did, and when I'm done with him, he'll be begging for mercy. Mercy I won't give.

Alexander Morgan stands at the pinnacle of pop superstardom—desired by millions, envied by all. But behind the dazzling lights and deafening applause lies a man haunted by secrets. To the world, he's flawless, untouchable. In truth, he's barely holding on. Christopher Foster, back in London for his sister's wedding, has his own ghosts to bury. He never expected to collide with Alexander's turbulent orbit—nor to stir something in the superstar that refuses to stay hidden.

Hawke Ivanov is known to excel at two things: sex and violence. It's why I never took our fling seriously, accepting it with no strings attached. Except now, his mischievous ways have become all-consuming, and I'm his new obsession, especially after one night that changed everything between us. Hawke is using me to run away from his own demons, and when I realize it's not only a matter of our bodies but hearts as well, I tell him sweet little lies to keep him away. All I wanted was a good boy in my bed. The last thing I needed was a dangerous man carving his way into my heart.

My father handed me over to the Bratva. Now I belong to Luka Dubinin. Older. Colder. Sin in a tailored suit. He doesn't force my submission. He seduces it with silence and steel. Builds me a studio. Watches me dance. Burns me alive with every glance. I swore I'd never break. Never beg. Never love a man like him. But I crave his voice. His touch. His darkness. His power. He shields me with bullets. Loves me like war—violent and absolute. I should escape. Instead, I made a vow behind locked doors. Not of love. Not of freedom. But of surrender… and survival.

Unica testimone di un omicidio a sangue freddo compiuto dal fratellastro, Sarah Daniels è costretta a nascondersi. L'uomo ha agito per proteggerla e lei, sopraffatta dal senso di colpa, decide di far sparire le proprie tracce. Quando la CIA inizia a indagare sul caso chiede l'intervento del KGI, la squadra speciale composta dai fratelli Kelly. Il compito di tenere d'occhio Sarah, nel tentativo di risalire all'assassino, viene affidato a Garrett. Il fratellastro della donna è un nemico giurato del KGI, e Garrett ha un conto in sospeso con lui.

È estate, Marina è in montagna con il figlio piccolo, sola di fronte alla propria incapacità di essere la brava madre che dovrebbe e vorrebbe essere...

Once upon a time, there was a king who passed. He left behind two sons, one beloved and one outcast. The older of the two was set to take the throne, but before he could, he had to find a queen to call his own. The younger one was known to be unruly and unhinged. The chosen queen was warned to keep far away from him. Beautiful and cunning, in the light is where she stayed. But late at night, it was the shadowed lands in which she played. Mistakes were made and secrets forged; forgetting duty and her sense. And while the new king had her hand, her heart belonged to the scarred prince.

I wasn’t looking for anything more than a night at The Players Club to forget my troubles. But then Ford Perish crashed into my life with a body made for sin and a smoldering stare that promised things no man ever dared to offer me. When trouble at work turned into a full-blown threat, Ford became more than a temptation. He became my full-time bodyguard. My living, breathing, test of control. Living under the same roof as this infuriating man was delicious torture. He invaded my space, my mind, and my body until there was no part of me he didn’t own.

It started out as a hit. One bullet. One man. My orders are clear—get close to the mafia heir, Eli Monti, play with his head, and wait for the signal to end it. End him. I thought he would be my easiest mark yet. But somehow I'm the one being played. Eli always gets what he wants, and now, he wants me. His vengeful proposal isn't a request. It's a demand. When you play games with a man who's been mastering them all his life, you learn some new tricks. Top of the list: Find the best way to kill my fake fiancé.

It was dark, and in my defense, he was tall, muscled, and smelled like the most tempting sin. I couldn't resist, and the second he touched me, I knew I was never going to be the same. It was a night filled with the kind of intensity a woman could only ever dream of. Nothing could have tainted such perfectness. At least, that's what I thought. Because the delicious man I let rail me into oblivion isn't the perfect stranger I thought he was. No, he's anything but.

Due anni fa si è dimesso dalla polizia per diventare insegnante di italiano: Zeno Schirripa credeva di averle già fatte, le sue scelte difficili. Ma la più difficile deve ancora venire, dato che uno dei suoi studenti rischia di ritrovarsi sospettato di omicidio. E nemmeno un omicidio qualunque, bensì quello di un pezzo grosso della Natural Power, la società di smaltimento rifiuti più importante della regione, sui cui loschi affari Zeno ha indagato invano per anni.

Gabriel Wolfe es el presidente del club de moteros Los Perros del Infierno, y se le considera todo un ángel caído. Su vida ha estado impregnada de oscuridad desde el día en que nació. Solo un puñado de personas le importan y para él las mujeres son solo un medio para un fin... Pero todo cambia cuando conoce a Brinley Rose Beaumont. Con su pelo negro y sus ojos llameantes, ella aviva en él un fuego que no sabía que existía. El mundo de Wolfe, meticulosamente controlado, comienza a desmoronarse.