Showing results for "Reign" in Contemporary

Reign is no stranger to the criminal underbelly and hard life, but when a random woman comes (literally) crashing into his life - learning things she has no business knowing, and bringing with her the weight of the city's biggest skin trader - the "hard life" starts to take on a whole new meaning.

He's a rugged, battle-hardened soldier who spent four years in the Royal Guard, an elite military unit. I met the king and queen for the first time wearing leggings and a sweatshirt. But there's the way he looks at me. Like he knows every dirty thought I've had about him - and he likes them. There's the way my pulse skyrockets every time his hand brushes mine. I'm the ambassador's daughter. I know better than to mess around with a foreign head of state.

Rome Armanelli is supposed to be a monster—an enforcer for the strongest family in the Italian Mafia. Yet, when I saw him take a man’s life, he did it to save mine. Since then, Rome doesn't want me anywhere near him. Sparks may fly when we're in the same room, but his famiglia is all he cares about. He tells me to leave, but he, of all people, should know—the Mafia doesn't let anyone go. Blood, ties, and partnerships sink their claws in. And when we find out exactly why his family kept me around, there's no turning back.

It's official: my step bro is the biggest himbo ever to himbo. He's a massive blond beefcake with a soft heart and an over-eager smile. The mere sight of him incites a shaking hot rage in me. He's everywhere. He's around me all the time. So sweet and gentle that it makes me feel wild. I see him and smell him everywhere. When I can't see him or smell him, I hear him. The wall between our bedrooms is paper thin. I can't help it—I hear what he does in his room when he thinks he's alone. I hear everything.

They call him a legend—one of the greatest guitarists of our time. The mighty Ace of Spades brought in to produce my album and save the day. Not only is he covered in tattoos. He’s gorgeous, talented, and infuriatingly arrogant, even demanding I trust him. Trust him? I. Hate. Him. I’m a former child star turned rock princess, caught up in all kinds of bad press and scandal. I need to stay focused on my music and career. Not get distracted by his filthy mouth and piercing eyes. If only our chemistry wasn’t off the charts.

Emerson LeBlanc doesn’t enter society much. He only ventures out in pursuit of new art for his collection. It starts with a haunting painting. Then he meets the artist. Innocent Daphne Morelli is more exquisite than anything he’s ever seen. He becomes obsessed with her. It doesn’t matter that she’s a living, breathing person with her own hopes and dreams. She’ll be the perfect addition to his collection.

I was sick of being the girl who ran so this time I stayed. For them. Hardin and Kaleb. But now, thanks to Aodhan, there's a target on my back. I thought I could trust him, but he threw me to the wolves. It doesn't matter what he's done to try to fix it; I should hate him. I should…but I can't.

I never wanted to take a life. Now, I have no choice. People say that showing mercy makes you strong, but I know otherwise. Mercy only brings pain. It shows that you're weak—that others can touch you without consequence. I've learned my lesson the hard way. Someone I once loved is threatening my men's lives and tearing mine apart. They think they can control me, but I'm not the same woman they remember. I gave mercy once. I won't make that mistake again.

He's a bad man, and I don't mean trash like your ex. I mean seriously bad. I mean dangerous. You can tell just by looking at him: black eyes, a menacing scowl, and a nose that's been badly broken in the past. He is my arch-nemesis. My mortal enemy. My singular obsession. I was afraid of him when we met. He kidnapped and chained me to a bed. Me—Damon Alexander Beckett of BeckIT fame and fortune. Well, the joke's on him because I'm going to make it my life's mission to destroy him. But first, I have to survive being his captive.

The Wolf is back…which means that Jessie’s worst nightmare has just come true. Determined not to let the monsters of her past ruin her future, Jessie refuses to live her life in fear. But both Jessie and the Ryan brothers have pasts that are about to threaten the happiness they have so desperately fought for. When long-buried secrets are finally revealed, the Ryan brothers’ loyalty to Jessie, and each other, will be tested to its very limits.

Her ring belongs to the most dangerous man in town... but her heart belongs to a mountain man who's ready to fight for her…

Ein Mädchen. Zwei Männer. Eingeschneit in einer luxuriösen Lodge umringt von tiefen Wäldern. Der Winter wird heiß. Mein Name ist Sian Masters. Ich bin ihre Gefangene. Als meine Mutter stirbt, fühle ich nichts als Leere. Ein letzter Brief von ihr schickt mich nach Kilthorne Creek, einer kleinen Küstenstadt, umringt von tiefen Wäldern und Schluchten. Als mein Wagen in einer regnerischen Nacht liegen bleibt, finde ich Unterschlupf bei Davion Catano und seinem Stiefsohn Lato. Doch ich ahne nicht, dass sie nicht meine Zuflucht, sondern mein Ruin sind.

Raised by a family of cops who see the world in black and white, I grew up with a defiant streak a mile long, and an immunity to gun-toting alpha males. That is until I find myself at the Carnage clubhouse, and at the mercy of their Kings. Now, my black-and-white world is a dirty shade of gray, and my immunity to alpha males has disappeared...along with my underwear. While I find myself torn between my knights in blue and my kings in black leather, a killer emerges from the shadows, ready to rip both my worlds apart.

I was a good girl once. But now they’ve unleashed the devil in me. Now there’s only one name that whispers through my mind like a siren call to my demons. Julian f--king Maduro. He took her from me. So I’m going to take everything from him. With the Kings of Chaos by my side, I’m going to dismantle his life piece by piece. He’s powerful, but we’ll be stronger. He’s vicious, but we’ll be more cruel. He’s cunning, but we’ll be more devious. And when all of this is over, he’ll be dead, and we’ll be dancing on his ashes.

Fate is a fickle mistress. She gives as easily as she takes, and she makes no apologies for it. When I’m on the precipice of an inconceivable loss and a betrayal slices me wide open, I have a decision to make. I can stay the polite, subservient girl—or I can shed my societal restraints and become the person I was destined to be. With my dark Italian kings by my side, we don’t just change the rules, we remake the whole game. Gone is the girl with stars in her eyes, and in her place is a woman with vengeance in her veins. It’s time I stop asking for permission and start claiming what’s mine.

Everything I knew was a lie. Everyone I loved betrayed me. Everywhere I go someone wants me dead. I’m no stranger to being alone. Even in my darkest hour, I knew I could count only on myself. Now, I have nothing and for the first time in my life I have to let someone else save me.

"Du bist das Einzige, was mir wichtig ist. Du bist alles. Verstehst du das?" Skye wird den Tag nie vergessen, an dem sie als kleines Mädchen ihre Eltern verlor. Und seit damals hat sie nur ein Ziel: den Mann zu finden, der für den Tod ihrer Eltern verantwortlich ist. Als erfolgreiche Anwältin hat sie ihr Leben im Griff. Bis sie eines Tages im Gerichtssaal auf Tobias Kosta trifft. Berüchtigter Milliardär. Gefürchteter Krimineller. Und der schönste Mann, den Skye je gesehen hat. Kurz darauf engagiert Tobias sie als seine Anwältin und Skye taucht immer tiefer in seine dunkle Welt ein.

The Crows are more than nightmares lurking in every shadow. They're a brotherhood. Family. When threats creep in, they'll protect what belongs to them. Quinn. Does a wrong make a right? In my case, it has to. The Kings gave me no choice, no chance to fold. I betrayed the guy who believed he was protecting me while I gave his secrets away. Now we're enemies once more. My brother and I burned all our bridges. Begging Colton DuPont for his help again is my only option. The Crows demand a steep price, but to buy our safety I'll do anything. Even sell my soul to the man who wants me dead.

This war has raged too long, but the next blood to be spilled will be at my hands. Leo, Ezra, Jameson, and Jagger have always been the most important things in my life, and now my heart is broken, my soul destroyed, and I’m taking no prisoners with my vengeance.

Jack Dryden-Jones is easily the worst rugby player on the field — when he moves to The States to follow in his big brothers footsteps, he has no idea he’d hate the game. So horrible he considers faking an injury to take himself out of the game.