Titoli in Letteratura e narrativa

You know the phrase, "It is what it is?" Well, for Bridget Woods, it is what you make it. But even she has to admit… this situation seems pretty hopeless. She accepted the Locke Pack's ridiculous offer so she could finally find some control over her life. Sure, they were a hot mess, and she definitely hated them, but Bridget was never a girl to shy away from a challenge. She also never expected she would be splashed across media headlines, outed as the famous pro-baseball players' "fake fiancée." There's only one way to save face—the atrocious alphas have to double down and move in with her.

While everyone thinks Alex has been locked behind the walls of Montgomery Psychiatric Ward for the past two years, he's been secretly watching from the shadows. Waiting. Manipulating my life and sabotaging my relationships.

Charlotte Middleton é mimada e infantil. Uma garota rica, cheia de vontades e com um único objetivo de vida: ser uma grande escritora. Estudante prestes a se formar com honras em Letras e Literatura, ela se depara com um grande problema: O professor Alex. E então seus sonhos são...

Una mente fervida e osservatrice non riposa mai. E così capita che, guardando un film, contemplando un quadro o una fotografia, alcune suggestioni si...

""La mia lingua aveva a malapena sfiorato il suo altro capezzolo, e già respirava come se stesse per raggiungere l'orgasmo. "Quant'è grande la pietra?" chiesi. Lei ansimò: "Basta..." Le presi di nuovo il capezzolo in bocca. Tremava come una foglia, ormai, e non fu difficile sbottonarle il corsetto. I suoi giovani seni erano belli sodi, i capezzoli duri e sporgenti. Saltai sul bancone accanto a lei, mi chinai per avvicinarmi al suo viso e ripetei la domanda: "Quant'è grande la pietra?"

Vuk Markovic es conocido por rehuir las interacciones humanas. El multimillonario, cuyo cuerpo está cubierto de cicatrices, rara vez habla y no le interesan las relaciones fuera de su pequeño y confiable círculo. La vio primero. La deseó primero. Pero ahora, está comprometida con su mejor amigo, y cuanto más se acerca la boda, más se debate entre la lealtad y el deseo. A ojos de todo el mundo, la supermodelo Ayana Kidane lleva una vida perfecta. Su carrera ha despegado y está comprometida con uno de los solteros más codiciados de Nueva York.

The wealthy are crumbling. One by one, their names stain the Seattle Daily Newspaper. The ink smudges their reputation, spotlighting their depravity to the world. Monsters dressed in designer clothes. No amount of money can hide their rotting flesh paired with a corrupt soul. The wealthy are dying. But power doesn't wait, and in a city hungry for it, one second of mourning is a new blade to the throat. I live among them. The "orphan girl" blessed to taste their life. To play their games. To have their men...

Welcome to Lionswood Prep, the world's most elite boarding school. Here, old money reigns supreme, and if you can't flaunt your weight in designer labels, you'd better get used to sitting alone. As a poor scholarship student, I know these rules better than anyone. I've perfected the art of pretending I don't envy my classmates' limitless wealth just as well as I've mastered blending into the background.

I wasn't born a serial killer. The horror of my past made me what I am today. But I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. Because only one thing gives me respite from my panic attacks. Murder. I used to have a broody protector that kept my demons at bay. His darkness rivaled my own, and he was my everything. Tragedy tore us apart when we were eighteen. And since then, he's stayed away. Not too far, though.

Cold turkey is what Shane's after. He's been with his lover Gabriel for a year now—a year of hot sex and obsessive attraction that's left him with a death grip on the tattered remains of his heterosexuality and too many sleepless nights. Desperate for a clean break, Shane hopes hiding out at Natalie's for a week or two will do the trick. She sure as hell owes him one fine rebound. But Shane quickly discovers that banishing Gabriel from his heart and his head is easier said than done. His cold-turkey recovery is headed straight for an epic relapse, and Shane's going to have to make a choice.

Miranda trabaja como subdirectora en una revista de moda.

Miranda es feliz junto a Tristán. Por eso no entiende que la esté dejando.

Ojalá pudiera dar marcha atrás y volver al momento en que se conocieron...

Pero ¿y si realmente tuviera la oportunidad de cambiar su historia?

My name is Hunter O’Shea and I have a confession to make…I’ve met a girl who consumes me. I know that makes me sound completely whipped, but Mary “Lamb” Mitts has the power to bring me to my knees…it’s just too bad she hates my guts. But that’s okay, because I hate hers, too. The redhead stirs something in me that I can’t explain. This temporary insanity could be due to the fact my best friend, who used to be a bigger player than me, is getting married. That must be it. I’m caught up in an Oprah moment. The only solution is to get back in the game and forget her.

When a man’s unrequited love turns up at his house begging to share his bed, he instantly accepts and invites her in. But can he keep himself from acting out his most carnal desires, especially after promising that he is there to keep her safe? This exciting and somewhat unusual erotic short is skilfully narrated by the ever-popular Richard Dickins.

He's not just going to mark me. He's going to breed me. I'm completely bare and shamefully on display, fully aware that in a few short moments I'll be writhing and screaming as one brutal climax after another ravages my helplessly bound body. Because the alpha wolf who has claimed and marked me is coming to breed me again. And no matter how desperately I strain against my bonds, he's going to take what's his.

Once upon a time? Um, no. Because that's how fairytales start, and Ivy Addison is no princess. In fact, she's very happy being an absolute nobody. She doesn't have glass slippers or a trust fund or "graces"—and she's pretty sure she doesn't need rescuing. She also most definitely isn't overworked as the housekeeper for a rowdy pack of royals... and she certainly has no feelings for any of them. Well, aside from Asher, the Crown Prince and star of all her mortifying dreams. Or Sebastian, the oh-so-charming baron who always has a smile just for her.

I'm no one's knight in shining armor. Yet, here I am, riding to the rescue to save Lena Graves from an ugly confrontation with her a-hole ex. It's not like I've given the little secretary much thought. But I'm not going to stand by and let her be disrespected either. And when she thanks me by sinking to her knees in the club bathroom? Well, I don't stop her. Now, my mother is demanding I return home for my parents' anniversary party, and I might be the drummer of the world's hottest rock band, but I can't say no to her.

Grace has a job she loves, a community she adores, and plenty of friends . . . but her lack of bedroom action has left this event planner too horny to think. When one ill-advised night at the bar leads to her giving an exhibitionistic show to an unknown presence outside her bedroom window, she thinks she's hit a new low. When her voyeur turns out to be a nebbishly charming mothman, Grace needs to decide if she can trust her body—and her heart—with this garnet-eyed stranger before he flies out of her life for good.

Una casa, un trabajo y un novio increíble durante un mes. ¿Qué podría salir mal? Luke es un militar dulce, sexy y enigmático a punto de marcharse a Afganistán. Cuando el azar pone en su camino a Harper, una joven que quiere empezar de cero en otro lugar, cree que es la mujer perfecta para fingir que tiene una relación y hacer feliz a su familia. Pero pronto, saltarán chispas entre ellos y tendrán que decidir hasta dónde están dispuestos a llegar.

I should have known he was a monster when I betrayed him. I should have realized that in the ruthless world of the mafia, my actions would be met with punishment. But I fell for the wounded bad boy who knew just what I craved. Now, I am his possession, and he's determined to make me pay for my sins… On my knees. Bent over his desk. Tied to his bed. I shouldn't want this—shouldn't want him—yet part of me yearns to submit to his dark, depraved demands.

Una mente fervida e osservatrice non riposa mai. E così capita che, guardando un film, contemplando un quadro o una fotografia, alcune suggestioni...