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Il suo stalker è un'ombra che si insinua nella sua vita senza chiedere permesso. Ogni notte diventa più audace, sempre più vicino, fino a invadere la sua camera da letto. Eppure, quando la sua pelle incontra la sua, il terrore si mescola al desiderio e il confine tra ciò che è giusto e ciò che è malato si dissolve. Lei non conosce il suo volto, non sa nemmeno il suo nome… ma non riesce a resistergli. Lui è malato, ossessionato, pericoloso. E forse lei è altrettanto spezzata, perché il suo cuore lo desidera con la stessa intensità con cui dovrebbe temerlo.

I’m many things—sarcastic, ruthless, and offensively good at my job. What I’m not is tolerant of my brand-new neighbor—Raiden Kane. He’s infuriating, smug, and far too criminally attractive for someone who treats our shared parking like a declaration of war. Sure, I could handle all of...

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.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

Sometimes the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, and in the case of Caesar Di Rozé and his son, Zephyr, it couldn't be more true. I didn't intend for my one-night stand with Zeph to lead me back to his father's place, but the moment it did, it was over for me. Caesar Di Rozé is a silver fox...

A twisted new game stokes her worst fears—and deepest desires—in this pulse-pounding sequel to the USA Today–bestselling dark romance Hide and Seek. Harper-Rayn thought her nightmare was over. The voice of her imagined stalker has finally gone silent, and in its absence, she's found...

Thrown in a cage and stripped of my dignity, I was auctioned to the highest bidder, but I never imagined that I'd end my night in the home of Killian DeLorenzo—head of the Romanian Mafia and the most powerful man in the country.

Okay, so I didn’t mean to break the guy out of prison and become his pretty little hostage. It just kinda happened. Can you blame me? Vicious murder tendencies aside, he’s one hell of a snack! Stone Blackthorne. Even his name rubs me the right way. Sure, he might be a convicted felon and be the most wanted man on Earth, but under all of those red flags, he’s probably a really nice guy. Just misunderstood. Screw red. Stone’s flags are pitch black, but that’s the way I like it.

Harper-Rayn thrives in the dark. That's why she's completing her residency in forensic pathology by working nights at Blackstone's morgue. But her preferred shift takes an unsettling turn when the bodies on her autopsy table begin revealing chilling, hidden messages meant only for her. A masked stalker is trying to communicate with Harper . . . and he's not afraid to bloody his hands to get her attention. With actions that stretch beyond the bounds of sanity, he invites her to play along, and she can't deny just how intrigued she really is.

Ezra Knight is the biggest rockstar to ever walk the planet, but before he belonged to the world, he belonged to me. He was my brother's best friend, my soulmate and protector, and when their band—Demon's Curse—took off, so did he. He was like a roaring tornado, crashing through my world and sweeping me off my feet, and just when I had it all, I was abandoned. Left to fend for myself at the hands of a monster. For eight long years, I blamed him for everything that was out of his control. But one phone call changed it all.

Der Dark Romance Erfolg von USA Today-Bestseller-Autorin Sheridan Anne endlich auf Deutsch! Ich bin süchtig nach meinem Stalker. Er beobachtet mich jede Nacht, schleicht sich durch mein Wohnzimmerfenster und lässt mir das Blut gefrieren. Aber sobald er mich berührt, erwacht mein ganzer Körper, jede Faser schreit nach ihm. Ich habe sein Gesicht nie gesehen, kenne nicht einmal seinen Namen, aber ich will es. Ich will ihn.

What do you do when the killers come out to play? When it's hunt or be hunted? You sharpen your knives and prepare to get bloody because nobody does it better than a woman scorned with something to prove. Welcome to the 23rd annual serial killer war games, where the adrenaline runs high, the blood is fresh, and the revenge is best served cold.

"Go live with Nate Ryder," they said. "Everything will be fine," they said. Are they nuts? Nate Ryder has been the bane of my existence for the past five years. He's made it his personal mission to make my life a living hell and now my parents expect me to go and live with the guy for the foreseeable future. No thanks. I'd rather gouge out my eyes with a toothpick than live with him and his little brother, Jesse. Only problem is, they have my parents wrapped around their little fingers, thinking they're the good little boys they pretend to be.

I never expected Nate Ryder to change my life the way he did. Hell, I never expected to fall in love with the one guy who made my life a living hell for five years, but here I am. He's the perfect example of something I never knew I needed. He's my rock. My salvation. He's exactly what I need when my life goes up in flames. I thought the worst was over. I thought I was safe to move on from the horrors of the past few weeks, but I have never been so wrong.  

I have never been at such a low. School work? Stuff it. Manners? Get screwed. Being a decent human being? Over my dead body. And it's all because of him. Nate was supposed to be the reason I wake up in the morning, until he took that reason away. Now, I'm left feeling like an empty shell of the girl I used to be. He's the love of my life. Always has been and always will be. I don't doubt it, he's going to come running back, and when he does, you better believe it, I'm going to make him work for it. Right down to the bone. Thank God I have my girls and Jesse. Without them, I'd be lost.

My life has been a mess since the day my father died. I was beaten and abused until I found the courage to run. I ran until I couldn't take another step, collapsing at the door of Mickey's bar. I was a broken shell, ready to give in. Until the sexy, broody man decided to save me.

After an untimely firing caused by what could only be the best donkey meme ever created, I find myself back in my snowy hometown of Blushing, Colorado. As beautiful as it is, there's one big reason why I haven't been home in six years. Nicholas Stone—Blushing's most eligible bachelor and the love of my life. I have one goal and one goal only—get in and out of Blushing before Nick realizes I'm here. Only avoiding him is much harder than I could have anticipated.

When Sara died, she took my heart and soul with her, and I've never been able to get them back. I've become a shell of the man I once was, barely surviving, and if it weren't for Georgia, I never would have made it out of the darkness. When Georgie's asthma returns and I rush her into the hospital, barely holding on, a beautiful nurse is there to save her life. Only it turns out my daughter wasn't the only person she was planning to save.

What do you get when you cross Carter Waters with a brain cell? Nothing. Because if that asshat had a single brain cell in that gorgeous head of his, he never would have broken my heart the way he did. Only one drunken night, he left me with little more than just regret. I'm going to be the mother of his child, and I'm determined to see this through. Carter told me, point blank, that he doesn't want children. So here I am, staring down the barrel of a shotgun, trying to figure out how the hell I'm going to do this on my own. Get back together with Carter Waters, you say? Over my dead body!

I walked into the physio's office, hobbling like a fool, and the last thing I expected to see was her. She was going to be mine come hell or high water. The only problem is she's got the weight of the world resting on her feisty shoulders, and she's not the kind of woman to fall for my usual tricks. Elle is gonna make me work for it, and I've never been so ready.