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I did a bad, bad thing. Thanks to a blank in my memory, I'm not sure what that thing was, but it was horrible enough to get me locked up in the psych ward for seven years.

Ellis Island, 1909: da uno dei tanti transatlantici in arrivo sbarcano una giovane donna e il suo bambino. Provengono dall'Italia, dall'Aspromonte più arcaico e violento. I loro nomi sono Cetta e Natale: ma il bimbo viene subito chiamato, dagli addetti dell'Immigrazione americana, "Christmas". Natale-Christmas: nella trasformazione di questo nome è racchiuso tutto il sogno della giovane, indomita Cetta, che affronta con coraggio le difficoltà della vita nel ghetto italiano del Lower East Side di New York con un solo desiderio.

New York ! En ces tumultueuses années 1920, pour des milliers d'Européens, la ville est synonyme de "rêve américain". C'est le cas pour Cetta Luminata, une Italienne qui, du haut de son jeune âge, compte bien se tailler une place au soleil avec Christmas, son fils. Dans une cité en plein essor où la radio débute à peine et le cinéma se met à parler, Christmas grandit entre gangs adverses, violence et pauvreté, avec ses rêves et sa gouaille comme planche de salut.

Sie haben mich entführt. Gefoltert. Verführt. Ich sollte sie nicht begehren – doch ich tue es trotzdem. Ich wurde gerettet, obwohl ich nicht gerettet werden wollte. Und nach meiner unfreiwilligen Flucht vor der Gang lerne ich schnell: Freiheit ist scheiße. Auf die unangenehme Begegnung mit einem Menschenhändlerring hätte ich gut verzichten können und auf meine steile Karriere als Drogendealerin ebenso. Der russische Mafiaboss, dem ich versprochen bin, ist mir weiterhin auf den Fersen und auch mein Vater ist noch immer verschwunden.

Vier Männer. Eine Jungfrau. Wird gerecht geteilt? Mein Bruder konnte mich noch nie leiden. Als er plötzlich in unserer Familienvilla auftaucht und meine Unschuld an einen dubiosen Typen verschenken will, ergreife ich die Flucht. Blöd nur, dass ich kurz darauf in einen Drogendeal platze und noch viel gefährlichere Männer auf mich aufmerksam werden. Blake, Zac, Dexter und Ghost herrschen über Raven Falls – und sind nicht gerade berühmt dafür, unschuldige Frauen in Not zu retten.

Fox, JJ, Chase, and Maverick. The four names tattooed onto my heart more permanently than any of the ink on my skin. They don’t just live in this town anymore, they rule it. And the view here may be beautiful, but the sun, sea and sand hide dark secrets. The gangs. The lies. The violence. It all lurks beneath a veil so thin that once you’ve seen through it, you can never close your eyes to the truth again. But I don’t plan on closing my eyes. I have four devils set in my sights. And this dead girl no longer has anything to lose.

When I was three years old, I was found homeless in the woods, alone and feral. When asked how I survived all of those years by myself, I had one answer: the Shadow Man. I have no memory of that time. No memory of anything, really, before the accident. I rely on stories from my fathers about this supposed imaginary friend. Got into a fight at school? The Shadow Man made me. Stole from a store? He forced me to. Snuck out of the house? He came with me.

"Der er morgenmøde i Sydbanks privatafdeling. Maria står mellem de ansatte i det farvekoordinerede kontormiljø, beige, hvid og sort, og betragter afdelingslederen Jan. Han gør status over udlån og peger på en skærm med en opadgående kurve. Hænderne er brede og en smule behårede, og Maria ved, hvor blødt deres kærtegn kan være, hvor fast de kan gribe om arme og talje og baller, men det forsøger hun ikke at tænke på. Hun forsøger at lytte, når han siger, at den næste måned bliver krævende. 1. december er lige om hjørnet, og allerede nu er aktiviteten hektisk." "Sku‘ det være en anden gang" er en

Kinda dead. Straight-up psycho. Totally obsessed with her. I did a bad, bad thing. Thanks to a blank in my memory, I'm not sure what that thing was, but it was horrible enough to get me locked up in the mental ward for seven years. Horrible enough that my little sister won't even speak to me. But when I'm released back into a town determined to rub my unknown sins in my face, the past isn't the only thing that's haunting me. The four "imaginary" friends who made my childhood bearable barge into my life in a very real way.

I did a bad, bad thing. Thanks to a blank in my memory, I'm not sure what that thing was, but it was horrible enough to get me locked up in the mental ward for seven years. Horrible enough that my little sister won't even speak to me. But when I'm released back into a town determined to rub my unknown sins in my face, the past isn't the only thing that's haunting me. The four "imaginary" friends who made my childhood bearable barge into my life in a very real way.

Chrasmere "Chrome" Black, the name is one many knew. When it comes to running the streets, his crew is the most qualified. Black Metal Gang is the blueprint and holds an undefeated title. Burning rubber is what kept most of them out of jail or in a grave. Chrome is the man who knows how to protect and provide, and those who don't know how hard in the paint he goes soon find out.

Forbidden love and fierce rivalry drive Jeff Hollister, a street-smart high school senior and gang leader of the Hurricanes, to the brink of disaster. Thinking he’s got the world in his back pocket, and the police at a safe distance, he and his scrappy gang of teenage delinquents come to discover they don’t always come out on top after all. A deadly vow by a member of the rival Tornadoes gang sets Jeff and his friends on a roller coaster of knife fray and gunplay, foot races and car chases, trust and betrayal, and murder.

Loretta Thurwar y Hamara "Hurricane Staxxx" Stacker son las estrellas de La Liga de los Presos, la piedra angular de un programa lucrativo y tan popular como polémico en la industria penitenciaria privada de Estados Unidos. Es el retorno de los gladiadores y los prisioneros compiten por un único premio: su libertad. Los combates a muerte se celebran en arenas atestadas de gente y con manifestantes apostados en las puertas. Thurwar y Staxxx, compañeras de equipo y amantes, son las favoritas de los fans.

I’ve spent a lifetime avoiding the various factions of the mafia in NYC, yet somehow I’m in it up to my eyeballs. I should be scared. I should want to run. Yet, the city quivers in fear with every designer-clad footstep I take, because the Valentinis have ascended, and I’m the Don’s lady. It’s intoxicating. However, Luciu comes with vendettas and a craving for vengeance that could get him killed. With my allegiance tied to the Irish, can I say yes, when he wants me to take an oath to the Sicilians? Is a happily-ever-after in the cards?

Un petit ami parfait, un appartement génial, un travail qu'elle adore. Madison a réussi sa vie, du moins, c'est ce qu'elle croyait. Son petit ami parfait n'est pas si parfait, et pour couronner le tout, on l'agresse. Silent est le président d'un club de bikers respecté. Froid, impassible, il mène son club d'une main de fer, et doit gérer une sombre histoire de trafic de drogue. Alors il n'a pas le temps de faire du baby-sitting avec la femme un peu trop grande gueule que sa grand-mère a prise sous son aile.

Boink messed up huge, and the Fallen Lords MC is not happy. Now it's his chance to redeem himself by protecting the same woman who had distracted him that day. Mayra needs a safe place to land, and the Fallen Lords Clubhouse is perfect until her past comes back with a vengeance. Boink is the only one who will save her, but even he doesn't seem to like her much.

Casper Jayne turned his back on Crow Hill nearly 20 years ago for a career in the professional bull riding circuit. Now he’s back—and Faith Mitchell is having a tough time thinking about anything else. She’s had a crush on him since high school, when he was part of her brother’s gang—and off limits. Since then, Faith has learned not to take risks. And Casper’s reckless, hard-living ways are causing her to think twice about trying to make the fantasies she has for this powerfully physical man come true.

Princess. That's what the club calls me. I'm not frilly, into pink, or expect a man to woo me with chocolates and flowers. I don't need candlelit dinners and long walks on the beach. I'm not the girl you take home to your parents. I like wild, fun, and good times. I'm the kind of girl you put on the back of your bike and ride through the night...in more ways than one. I like the wind in my hair and the open road before me. I was born a biker princess and I'll be one until the day I die. The man in my life can try to tame me, but he'll have one hell of a fight on his hands.

Lennox "Nox" Cruz can't turn his back. No matter the collateral damage, he can't walk away. He simply isn't that kind of man. Carsyn Devero is in too deep. The skeletons in her closet come out daily to remind her of the past she can't escape. A chance encounter brings a boy who is now a man back into her world. As much as she knows she needs to walk away, Nox won't let her. She's stuck and doesn't want to drag him down into her storm. He's relentless and refuses to let her fall. They're bound by the wreckage, only holding onto hope no one else will go down with them.