Showing results for "Jack" in Romantic Suspense

Life as I knew it ended with a bullet. It stole my brother from me and destroyed my family. From the ashes, I rose stronger and meaner, to exact the kind of revenge best served bloody and cold. I took out every single person I held responsible. Except one. He’s a phantom but his days are numbered. I won’t stop until I’m done. Then she shows up—the forbidden fruit, a light to my darkness. I should resist her because what I touch, I destroy. My feisty wildflower deserves more: more than this, more than me.

Running away from home at 17 wasn't easy. Let's face it, though, nothing before or in the ten years since has ever been easy for me. And I'm doing okay—sorta. I just need to keep scraping by, living under the radar. Staying out of people's way, off people's minds. When a man walks through my open patio door, stepping boldly into my home and my life, I should be scared, frightened, terrified. I must be more broken than I realized because I'm none of those things. I'm intrigued—and I'm wondering if the way to take control of my life is by giving in to him.

I'm Jack Harris, a world-class DJ, with a $100 million offer on the table. I never have to ask for what I want. I get it, anywhere, anytime, anyone. After breaking up with my on-again, off-again girlfriend, I seize an opportunity when I see it. Sweet Tess, sitting there all alone, is ready to get swept off her feet. If only for just one night. I don't expect the paparazzi to show up the next morning, and I don't expect Tess to have secrets that make her run from the press. But damn, I want to protect that girl.

When I was nine, I went to my first funeral. Along with accepting my father's death, I had to accept new and awful truths I wasn't prepared for. When I was nineteen, I went to my mother's funeral. We weren't close, but with her gone, I became more alone than ever before. Sure, I have a half-brother who runs The Alliance. And yeah, he's given me his protection—in the form of a bodyguard and chauffeur. But I don't have anyone that really knows me. No one to really love me. Until I meet him. The man in the airport.

Okay, so my bad for assuming the guy I was going on a date with wasn't married. And my bad for taking him to a friend's house for dinner, only to find out my friend is also friends with his wife. Because, in fact, he is married. And she happens to be at my friend's house because her husband was "busy working." Confused? So am I. Unsurprisingly, my date's wife is super angry about finding out that her husband is a cheating a-----e. Girl, I get it. Then to make matters more convoluted, there is the man sitting next to my date's wife. A man named King, who is apparently her brother.

I'm a dangerous man. A man who has spent the last two decades removing so many souls from this earth that it's a miracle my hands aren't permanently stained red. I'm a man who belongs in the shadows. I certainly don't belong in my pretty little neighbor's bedroom when she's not home, touching her things and inhaling her scent. I shouldn't follow her. Shouldn't watch her. No number of cookies on my doorstep will change the fact that love isn't an option for me. The only option left for me is violence.

In Savannah lies a house about which is said that all who have ever lived there have gone insane. When Kimberly and Joseph inherit the house from an unknown aunt, they don’t know the house’s murderous history. They move in, and soon, a series of strange events occur. It’s like the house doesn’t want them there. Little by little, Joseph starts to change, and soon, Kimberly begins to wonder: Is the house haunted, or is her husband just going mad?

ASHLEY. Quando si è sposati, ci sono cose con cui si impara a convivere… e altre che non si possono accettare. Mio marito Harry è un uomo violento e sono scappata. Per fortuna ci sono riuscita e sono tornata dai Reapers, la banda di motociclisti di mio padre. Sono salva… ma solo per il momento. È solo una questione di tempo prima che Harry riesca a rintracciarmi. Grazie a Dio, esiste Blackjack. Ha giurato che ucciderà quel poco di buono non appena metterà piede in città. È molto dolce con me, ma c’è qualcosa di più nel suo sguardo.

Stacy Shaw has her whole life ahead of her. New job, new house, and now a baby on the way - everything she's ever hoped for is finally coming true. But on a warm summer night on the way home from work, she vanishes. The police race to find her, but the clues don't add up. Conflicting facts emerge as her story twists and turns, sending the trail spiraling in all directions.

"My princess; My Ryth. Now we're cornered by those who run the Order. And we're at their mercy. Only one man can get us out. The man who knows the truth about this place; Her father. Deals are made to free us. Only she doesn't know everything. She soon will; She'll expect my brothers to be standing outside the gates...Waiting; But I don't think they will. I'll be there to pick up the pieces. I'll make sure she's safe. Our little mouse. Our princess. Our stepsister."

I met him, the man of my dreams. On the worst day of my life. Catching my boyfriend out was bad. Coming out of the club in a daze, I stumbled upon a situation which was worse. Much worse. And it would have been deadly, too. If he wasn’t there to save me. My unsuspecting hero. He was rugged, wild, and powerful. The way he looked at me set me on fire.

One night, and my entire life went up in flames. All because of him. Jafar. As my world burned down around me, he offered me a choice. Walk away with nothing but my freedom...or rise to his challenge and win my fortune back. I bargained. I lost. Now Jafar owns me, and even as my mind rails against his rules, my body loves the punishments he deals out when I break them. But a gilded cage is still a prison, I’ll do anything to obtain my freedom. Even betray the man I’m falling for. Content Warning: This book contains depictions of consensual non-consent.

Annie teaches Mig that not every woman is out to get him. Her love for Mig stretches past what's appropriate for two friends, and Annie soon straddles that invisible boundary between appropriate and inappropriate. When she tries to say goodbye, Mig won't let her leave, and soon the tiny town of Uncertain blows up with the news of Annie and Mig's innocent friendship.

Eine Nachricht, die alles verändert: Mein Bruder ist tot. Seine sechsjährige Tochter Zoe ist die Einzige, die mir von meiner Familie bleibt. Es kommt noch dicker. Ich fühle mich beobachtet, verfolgt und meine Wohnung wird durchsucht. Jetzt reichts! Wir müssen hier weg - Ich brauche Hilfe.

Alex Gentry doesn't scare easily. Working as an undercover FBI agent in the biker bar he and his brothers co-own, he hangs with deadly criminals in order to gather information. Danger is just part of the family business. But one thing has him terrified: his attraction to Madison Parker. Madison is the cousin of Ramon Alonzo, son and second in command to a notorious drug lord Alex is trying to bust. Alex has befriended Ramon as part of his cover, and Madison has unknowingly become his informant. Falling for her could risk this case - and both their lives.

In New York City in 2059, someone is pursuing missing gems from a decades-old heist...someone who's willing to kill for them. Sharp-witted and sexy, NYPSD Lieutenant Eve Dallas is used to travelling in the shadowy corners outside the law. And in a future where crime meets cutting-edge technology, she will attempt to track down the diamonds once and for all - and stop the danger and death that have surrounded them for years.

Mason: Ich bin das Monstrum, das dich nachts in deinen Träumen heimsucht. Der schwarze Mann, der in dunklen Ecken lauert. Ich bin die Finsternis, die dich einfängt und dein Herz vergiftet. Verberge dich vor mir – ich werde dich finden. Lauf, so schnell du kannst – ich werde dich jagen. Kämpfe mit aller Kraft, doch ich werde derjenige sein, der dich am Ende bezwingt – denn ich bin die Dunkelheit … Naomi: Du willst spielen, dann lass uns beginnen. Du willst mich besiegen, dann bereite dich auf eine Niederlage vor. Du willst mich jagen, doch den Wind kann man nicht fangen.

Conspiracies. Corruption. Serial killers. You name it—I'm fascinated by it. My mom always blamed my overly curious and highly suspicious mind on my dad. My incredibly overbearing dad. Mr. No One Is Good Enough For My Daughter has been terrifying my dates since I turned 15. College is my chance to be free from his control and date any guy I want. I'm absolutely certain he would hate Slade Wylder—almost as certain as I am that I do too. Since when have I shied away from trouble?

They called him the Monday Morning Killer. That was 40 years ago, but now, it is happening again. A mother and her daughter are brutally murdered in their house on a peaceful Monday morning in Cocoa Beach, Florida. Detective Jack Ryder has enough on his plate, being home alone with six kids and his wife—country superstar Shannon King—on tour. This case takes his anxiety to a new level when he realizes the crime scene matches unsolved murders from four decades prior. He worries that a deranged serial killer has returned to Cocoa Beach.

Ella Maria Chauncey walks home after a night out with her friends, hurrying to get back before her parents realize she's been out with the boy they don't want her to date. Living in the gated community of Lyford Cay, in one of the world's wealthiest neighborhoods, she believes it is safe. Ella Maria never makes it home. She is found the next day floating in her family's pool, her tongue cut out. Seven months later, Jack Ryder is visiting the Bahamas with his adopted daughter Emily. They're trying to find Emily's relatives, but it turns out to be easier said than done.