Titoli in Romantica

The first time I witnessed death was my mother's when I was eight years old. It devastated me. The second was at sixteen when I stumbled on my stepfather's body after he was brutally murdered. That one screwed me up in a different way. Since then, I've kept my shadows at bay, my secrets locked up tight. That is, until Stone Wakefield joins my college hockey team.

When I see her, I have to have her. The one they call Shelby. But the humans have not given her to us. She remains behind the walls of the facility they have reclaimed. She remains with a male that does not deserve her. This beautiful, enchanting creature with long black braids and bright eyes needs a real male, a master, a true protector. She needs me. I will do whatever it takes to claim her. I’ll kill. I’ll lie. I’ll steal. No human, naga, or otherwise will keep us apart. Tonight, Shelby will be in my arms. To hell with the rest.

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...

As Father Magnus Falke, I suppress my cravings. As the headteacher of a Catholic boarding school, I’m never tempted by a student. Until her. I became a priest to control my impulses. Then I meet Tinsley Constantine. The bratty princess challenges my rules and awakens my dark nature. With each punishment I lash upon her, I want more. In my classroom, private rectory, and bent over my altar, I want all of her. There’s no absolution for the things I’ve done. One touch risks everything I stand for. My faith. My redemption. And even my life. As if that could stop me.

Mantengo separados mis dos mundos. En el trabajo, soy el rey de Wall Street. Los millonarios de Manhattan acuden a mí para ganar todavía más dinero. Hacen lo que yo les digo, porque siempre tengo razón. Soy astuto, exigente, y algunos dicen que despiadado. En casa, soy un padre soltero que trata de conseguir que su hija de catorce años siga siendo una niña el mayor tiempo posible.

Letters from your favorite leading men, addressed to your deepest fantasies. This audio-only anthology features love letters from some of your favorite book boyfriends, speaking directly to you - performed by voices you already love. Sometimes the letters are sweet, sometimes they're emotional, sometimes they're just plain filthy. This sultry collection of audio-only shorts is written by best-selling contemporary romance writers and performed by audiobook stars.

I didn’t want to be paired with her. The perfect, crushable blossom who looks like she will safe-word after one stroke of my cane. The former roommate of my bratva brother’s new wife. I won’t fall for her eagerness to please. Her steady submission. But when she takes all, I dish out, it becomes increasingly clear: she belongs to me now.

I came to the BDSM club on Bratva business. Now that I'm here, I know exactly what I want. Or, rather, whom. The lovely blonde who doesn't belong here. The one who requires a delicate touch. She’s in over her head, but I swear, by the time I'm through with her, she'll be begging for more.

In a few breathless moments, I will be Mrs Alejandro Montoya. He is the King of L.A. and everything a woman could want. Handsome, powerful, rich, and hotter than hell itself. But I am not just any woman. I am Alana Carmichael and I’m only here to save my father. I will not bow to any king. This is no fairy tale. This is my nightmare.

Cande Martín ha vuelto a Madrid porque su hermano Rodri la necesita. Pero la ciudad sigue llena de los recuerdos que lleva tres meses tratando de olvidar y, sobre todo, sigue llena de él, de Sergio Herranz. Sus manos, su olor, sus besos... tan guapo e inaccesible que duele. Cande lo quería con locura y algunas heridas nunca llegan a cerrarse por mucho que nos empeñemos, por mucho que sepamos que alguien no nos conviene. Conoce el pasado de Cande y descubre con ella su presente.

No last names. No life stories. Those were the rules. Once upon a time a cocky, copper-haired tourist sauntered into Zara's bar. And even though she knew better, Zara indulged in a cure for the small-town blues. It was supposed to be an uncomplicated fling - a few sizzling weeks before he went back to his life, and she moved on. Until an accidental pregnancy changed her life. Two years later, she's made peace with the notion that Dave No-Last-Name will never be found - until one summer day when he walks into her coffee shop.

Savannah Dupree is a freshman studying at Boston University on a full scholarship. But Savannah possesses something even more remarkable than a quick mind and an insatiable curiosity for learning. With a simple touch, she can see an object's past-a skill that puts her life in danger when her studies bring her into contact with a centuries-old English sword and the terrible secret hidden within the blade's history.

Cady has her dream job. Her dedication to her career and omega designation make her uniquely qualified to write the advice column that's turned into a national sensation: The Knotty Omega.

Clara è cambiata. Lo sente in ogni cellula del suo corpo. Un nuovo desiderio si è risvegliato dentro di lei, per qualcosa che non aveva mai pensato di desiderare: vuole un bambino. E quando Clara vuole qualcosa, nessuno la può fermare. Poiché è medico e lavora in un grande ospedale, ha ampio spazio di movimento al riguardo. E quando un giorno vede un bel primario di chirurgia, decide di sedurlo, a qualunque costo... Alexandra Södergran è un'autrice anonima svedese di racconti erotici. I suoi racconti spesso trattano argomenti tabù in modo entusiasmante e innovativo.

When a potential threat against her life forces Eva Daily to seek shelter on another world, she has only one option available to her. She must offer herself to the Interstellar Bride Program. After a deeply humiliating assessment of her suitability, Eva will be assigned a mate and transported to his world to become his bride. Upon arriving on the desert planet Trion, Eva soon learns that things are quite different than she is used to on Earth.

Allison Travers is in love with two men. Two! Quinn and Porter are both irresistible, and making a choice between them seems impossible. But she fears she’ll lose the chance to decide when a malicious man seeks to force her into marriage with him by spreading rumors painting her as a woman with loose morals.

I caught her scent when I was on enforcer business. Knew she must be the one. I brought my alpha back with me. Because our bloodline mates in pairs. Two males for every she-wolf. Two daddies for our mate. The one we’re going to spoil and protect. Spank and sully. Carry off to make a home together. Just as soon as we convince her she belongs to us.

Killian Barclay has had enough heartache to last a lifetime, and he has no more need for love—earning him the reputation of a broody Scot and eventually turning his famous ancestral home into a den of iniquity. It doesn't take long for tales of his raunchy house parties to reach the rest of his family, though, inspiring them to hatch a plan to shake Killian out of his routine.

Two years. That's all the peace we had before our past awoke from the dead. The tombstones of our enemies have been overturned, and we are reminded that we can never escape the chains of the corrupt. Seeking retribution for my lost love consumed my past, but that violence and desire for punishment now jeopardized the future of those closest to me. We are given one choice, a singular option. Return to Ponderosa Springs. But it's more than the infamous Hollow Boys in danger this time. It's her. A mirage of a woman too stubborn for her own good.

Harper Hollingsworth wasn't looking for a friend. She wanted peace and quiet. Someplace to lose herself in a book and not think about being a misfit; not think about her coven or her disconnect from the craft as her mother taught it. She didn't want to think about her lack of magical ambition, as she was regularly told by her mother's poison-tongued familiar, and more than that—she didn't want to feel. Anything.