Showing results for "Queen" in Romantic Suspense

The Elite Kings Club left a trail of fear behind every person who whispered their names throughout the centuries that they'd existed. They were the product of every nightmare you were told as a child, only now, they don't go bump in the night. They race modified cars, throw parties to conceal their morbid games, and leave behind the kind of chaos that can never be tamed. They were from an ancient bloodline of the three Founding Fathers, and it was almost time for them to plunge deeper into the depths of hell.

This is my kingdom. My territory. I own everything and control everyone, Aurora included. She shouldn’t have barged into my world with no armor. She shouldn’t have caught my attention with no warning. Alas, she did. Then she thought she could disappear. If a battle is what it’ll take to protect and own her, I’ll shed blood. Wars aren’t fair, and neither am I.

After getting tangled up in Carnage business, it isn’t long before I'm tangled up in their sheets. They see is my blonde hair and sweet smile, and they want to dirty me up a little. I'm a splash of pink within the leather-clad army, standing out like a tampon in a condom factory. But it’s not my fault they underestimated me. I might like girly things, but I’m much more likely to spray you with bullets then sprinkle you with glitter. I could just tell them they have me labeled all wrong...but where’s the fun in that?

My name is Alana Montoya. My husband is the King of L.A. And I am his Queen. I never asked for this life, but now that it’s mine, I will fight for it with every breath in my body. Our love is fire and fury, burning brighter than the heat of a thousand suns. But when secrets and betrayal threaten our chance at happiness, will the flames be enough to vanquish our enemies, and destroy our doubts and fears? Or will the ashes and embers of what we once had be all that remains? A war is coming to L.A, and when it is over, only one side will be left standing.

I'm his entertainment. His toy. Payment on a debt. I tell myself I hate him, but every time he walks into the room, my body betrays me. How can I want him and fear him in the same moment? They told me he'd mess with my head. Make it go to war with my body. But I didn't realize it would be complete anarchy. I should've known better. When Mount's involved, there are no rules. I will not surrender. I will not show weakness. I'll stand my ground and make it out of this bargain with my heart and soul intact. But he has other plans....

Once upon a time, I made a deal with the devil. It turns out I like playing in the dark. Over the years, I’ve become someone I’m proud of, someone dangerous. I’ll never be as dangerous as Malone, though. She’s one of the most feared leaders in Carver City, and her reputation is more than earned.

Years ago, Hadria Imperioli vanished after her father refused her mafia inheritance in favor of her younger brother. Now, she's resurfaced as Hades—ruthless leader of the Styx Syndicate mercenaries that terrorize Chicago—and she's hell-bent on finally claiming what's hers. When her brother announces his engagement to sheltered beauty Aurora Verderosa, Hadria decides it's time to take back her mafia crown and everything else that belongs to her... Including Aurora.

They said I deserved the monster’s wrath…and they were right. I’m the traitor and the villain in my own story. When I walked away from the Armanelli Family, I broke the oath that bound me to them. By blood, I now belong to the enemy. I'll inherit billions and solidify alliances where no one else can. By love, I still belong to Rome: the underboss of the Italian mob. Every time I see him, he glares at me with indecisiveness, like he wants to stand beside me but also rip me apart. The twisted part of me yearns for him to do both.

No promises. No expectations. No names. That’s what Emmett Stone agreed to with the woman who caught his eye two months ago. After years of drama following the end of his motorcycle club, a no-strings fling with a mystery woman is exactly what he needs. Except as they find themselves together more and more, it’s impossible for him to keep his feelings at bay. She’s clever and sassy. She’s gracious and kind. She loves riding on the back of his bike every Saturday afternoon and lazing in his bed every Sunday morning. She’s the perfect woman.

The Reapers of Caspian Hills are powerful men. So powerful that when my idiotic stepfather offered them my little sister, I knew no one in their right mind would try to stop them. But I never claimed to be totally sane. Offering myself in Alex's place was borderline suicidal, but I strolled into the lion's den anyway. While the brothers definitely lived up to their ruthless reputation, I discovered they had a weakness after all—me.

When she set Aurora Verderosa free, Hadria thought she was doing the right thing—for once in her life. But now the only light in her dark world has been ripped from her, and Hadria faces a vulnerability she never knew. As Hadria frantically searches the city's underbelly to save her lover, the Syndicate she leads becomes fractured, with some questioning her right to lead.

The Sick Boys are hiding something from me. They want to pretend like I didn't kill my rapist and they didn't help. But we're not ordinary college students, that much has become clear to me, and I'm growing tired of all of the lies and secrets. Their masks are cracking, and, finally, I'm starting to see the grotesque reality underneath. It's far darker than I ever expected, and it's not enough. They know everything about me, so now it's my turn. I fear nothing. Not them. Not the man that I killed or the people who set me up.

My boss got me pregnant. Made me marry him. And now... "What do you mean, 'you're sending me away'? Is this some kind of joke?" But the look on Arsen's face says nothing about this being funny. He means it: he's sending me and our newborn baby to God knows where for God knows how long. It's "for my safety"? Yeah, I've heard that line before. It's what men say when they're doing something for themselves. But fine. If that's what Arsen wants, he can have it.

Marisol Soltero's life is built on big scores and fast women. From her nightclub she rules over the Humboldt Park neighborhood of Chicago with ruthless calculation. Though everyone knows her as the Queen of Humboldt, Marisol lives part of her life in the shadows. Governor Sabrina Sloane has spent her life cleaning up the streets, first as State's Attorney in Chicago and then as Governor of Illinois. Every criminal to cross her path has ended up behind bars-except one. When that criminal saves her life, she's forced to shine new light on everything she thought she knew.

"Mi dispiace, printsessa, la tua libertà non rientra nei piani. Ormai sei mia" Sono venuto per vendicarmi. La famiglia Tacone ha distrutto la mafiya di Chicago, la bratva, la mia famiglia. Così, ho rapito la loro preziosa sorella. Ma ora che è nelle mie mani, non voglio più lasciarla andare. La desidero per sempre come mia sposa prigioniera. La mia vendetta sarà completa quando otterrò una dote invece del riscatto. Alla fine, sia la ragazza che la sua fortuna saranno mie. Non rinuncerò mai alla loro regina.

Die Tore meines dunklen Wonderlands öffnen sich erneut und führen dich auf den falschen Pfad aus Lügen, Intrigen, Wut und Schmerz. Ist das freundliche Grinsen in der Dunkelheit echt? War es klug, dein Herz an mich, den Hutmacher, zu verlieren? Und kannst du den Buben aus deinen Reihen vertrauen? O, meine kleine Alice, du hättest dich nicht von dem weißen Kaninchen in die Falle locken lassen sollen. Nun bist du in meinem dunklen Wonderland gefangen und wirst dir wünschen, aufzuwachen, obwohl du eigentlich genau da bist, wo du hingehörst. Also lauf, kleine Alice. Lauf, solange du noch kannst.

When I’m ripped from safety, catapulted into consciousness, and thrown into a nightmare, I come face-to-face with the cruel plot twist fate threw me. My fight-or-flight instinct kicks in, and when every road leads to chaos, there’s only one option. In my darkest moments, I promised myself I’d take what I want, and that includes them. My dark avengers.

Jede Narbe erzählt eine Geschichte ... Cillian Harlow - der Name dieses Mannes genügt, um Florie schaudern zu lassen, denn die Geschichten über den Boss der berüchtigtsten Gang Englands sind grausam. Dass sie ihm eines Tages begegnet und einen Deal mit ihm eingeht, hätte sie daher nie für möglich gehalten. Schließlich will Florie als angehende Ärztin Menschen helfen, statt sie auszuliefern. Auch Cillian wäre lieber nicht auf diese Zusammenarbeit angewiesen. Einer Zivilistin zu vertrauen, kann er sich nicht leisten.

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.

An der Knightcrest Academy geht etwas Düsteres vor sich, etwas, das tief unter der glänzenden Oberfläche der Universität brodelt. Sydney wird in ein gefährliches Spiel aus Macht und Verlangen gezogen, das sie nur zu gut beherrscht. Wie soll man gewinnen, wenn man das Spiel nicht kennt? Und wie überleben, wenn man nicht weiß, wem man noch vertrauen kann?