Showing results for "Scars" in Contemporary

Charming, captivating, seductive—and a cold-blooded killer. I married the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva anyway. I had to, it was part of the deal. Now, I’m faking marital bliss as I tremble with fear, and I cannot wait to be out of the clutches of this ruthless man.

Who am I? I’m Cole Carson, and I’m the best at what I do. Four years ago, the CIA forced me to babysit the young MI6 princess, Isabella Donnelly. It was beneath my pay grade and skill set, but I like to think I taught her everything she knows - because I’m just that good. Turns out there’s a first time for everything, because I was wrong about her. She pissed me off and challenged me in ways no one had before.

I own her. Body, soul, and every defiant breath she takes. Allegra Marone was promised to me before she was born—her fate sealed in blood, her life nothing but collateral in a war she had no part in. But the Marones took from my family. And now, I'm taking her. She thinks she can survive me, that she can thaw the monster lurking beneath my suit and scars. But Allegra doesn't understand… I didn't claim her to love her. I claimed her to destroy her.

Jarlath è l'unico amore di Shanessa, e lei lo è per lui. Le aveva promesso di amarla per sempre e di custodire il suo cuore come il tesoro più prezioso, ma così non è stato. L'ha ferita e ha infranto il loro sogno d'amore. Le ha distrutto la vita, e lei è andata via. Shanessa gli aveva giurato che non l'avrebbe mai più rivista, non sarebbe tornata indietro, ma non ha mantenuto fede a questa sua promessa. Sei anni dopo è di nuovo davanti a lui: davanti a un sentimento mai finito, a un amore vivo più che mai, al dolore per nulla sopito. Le loro cicatrici, del corpo e dell'anima, bruciano.

Seventeen years after the events in Under Your Scars, Caroline makes her yearly visit to Meridian City and is taken on a heartbreaking and bittersweet journey that gives her something she's been searching for her entire life: closure.

Tineya has experienced a lot of trauma in her short life. Losing both parents has left a broken, weak soul. As if that's not enough, she's left with physical wounds with which no woman should have to deal. More than just bad memories, Tineya's wound runs deeper. In walks Marsell, a self-centered hustler. He's the type of slick-talking man who can sell water to a fish and dope to the pope. Marsell can convince any woman to jump as high as he needs her to. He typically wants the type of woman who looks like a centerfold, damn near perfect, until he is humbled.

The sound of the ocean, the crash of the waves as they kick up against the sand and rocks - these are the only sounds Megan Greene wants to hear. She wants to leave the rest of the world behind and find some peace. The offer of a private house on the beach, set in a small town in Maine, is perfect. Time to think - to be by herself. It's all she wants. It's the escape she needs. Until she stumbles across the painting that seems to echo her own chaotic mindset. Until she meets the unfriendly artist behind the stormy painting and discovers his secrets.

I'm the guy you love to hate. In every story in my life, I seem to end up playing the villain - and I've got the scars to prove it. That role works fine for me, because I'm sure as hell not anyone's hero. I run my life and my empire with an iron fist - until she knocks my tightly controlled world off its axis. She's nobody's damsel in distress, but I can't help but want to save her anyway. I guess we're about to find out if there's a hero buried...beneath these scars.

Er hat mich vor dem sicheren Tod gerettet, weigert sich aber, mir seine Identität zu verraten. Er sagte mir, er beobachte mich schon seit Jahren. Ich sollte Angst haben. Aber aus irgendeinem verrückten Grund vertraue ich ihm. Er ist in meinem Zimmer, während ich schlafe, und beschützt mich, Aber ich sehne mich nach mehr. Ich bettele ihn an, bis er mir gibt, was ich will. Trotzdem weigert er sich immer noch, mir zu zeigen, wer er ist. Er ist berauschend. Ich kann ohne ihn nicht atmen. Aber er verheimlicht mir etwas.

When my best friend claimed the tall, handsome, and commanding sports agent whose baby blues featured in all my naughty fantasies, I vowed never to reveal my decade-long crush on the man who rescued me from my bullies back in high school. I dated men I hoped would make me forget all about Grayson Ford. When that didn't work, I moved to the UK to complete my doctorate, but really it was to put distance between us. But then my bestie chose to marry another man, leaving Gray shattered. I told myself he was still not for me. He could never be mine.

He rescued me from certain death but refused to reveal his identity to me. He told me he’s been watching me for years. I should be scared. But for some crazy reason, I trust him. He’s in my room while I sleep, protecting me, But I crave more. I beg him until he gives me what I want. Yet he still refuses to show me who he is. He’s intoxicating. I can’t breathe without him. But he’s hiding something from me. Even when I discover the truth, I can’t keep away. And then I learn that I’m pregnant.

In Carrie Drazen’s diamond-studded world, beauty is everything: a blessing, a commodity, and a curse. Her beauty got her past the velvet ropes and into high society, but it ripped her away from the man she loved and chained her to an unbearable life. Then, in a single night, a song played by a mysterious and secretive musician carries her back to a past ripe with possibilities, when love could open any door. Who is this anonymous performer?

Falling in love is easy. Falling out of love is the hardest thing in the world. And Elin and Ty Whitt are terrible at it. The first time the local basketball star smiled at Elin, she was a goner. It was just so damn easy to fall for the dark-haired hometown hero with his charming smile and strong, athletic build. Thousands of sleepy smiles, aimless drives down country roads, and squeaks of the backdoor after a swing shift later, reality hits. And it hits hard.

Tallulah Russel knows she's made a mistake. Unfortunately, it's too late to do anything about it. Snatched from her home and held prisoner in a cabin by a man whose behavior grows more confusing by the minute, she has two choices. She can escape the second she gets an opportunity, or she can put her trust in her kidnapper when he tells her he's the only thing standing between her and certain death.

Er ist unberechenbar, begehrt, draufgängerisch - und geheimnisvoll. Sie ist schüchtern, perfektionistisch - und will ihn um jeden Preis. Hat ihre Liebe eine Chance? Eine gefühlvolle Romance der Bestsellerautorin über einen Bad Boy und ein Girl next Door. Ein Neuanfang im alten Leben – nichts wünscht sich Hazel Evans mehr, als sie von ihrem Auslandssemester aus Portugal zurück nach New York kommt. Sie ist klug, anständig und studiert an der NYU. Das einzige, was in ihrem Leben für Aufregung sorgt, sind die High-Society-Veranstaltungen, zu denen ihre beste Freundin Grace sie regelmäßig mitschleppt.

I never thought learning about my parents would bring more questions than answers. I am a product of both my genetics and my upbringing, no matter how much my mind rages against recent revelations. But now, it’s time to embrace the darkness that lives in my veins; the creature that prowls within. To end this once and for all, I’ll have to become someone I’ve spent my life loathing. The board is set, the pawns sacrificed, and when all is said and done, the Queen’s Gambit is poised to wipe the whole damn board. The only question is, can we all make it out?

Emma Cooper is determined to fulfill her mother's dying wish to scatter her ashes with Aiden Sheffield in Linx, Texas. Just one problem. Why Texas and who the hell is Aiden Sheffield? The only clue is a faded piece of her mother's stationary. Emma imagines Aiden is a former love of her mother's, but when she meets the beautiful, damaged stranger, she realizes her assumptions couldn't be more wrong. He's hot and young. And Emma is as confused as ever.

A dangerous Bratva mobster walked in on me... As I was getting my Brazilian wax. And now, I'm pregnant. Okay, I know that's a lot for one day, but bear with me. It all started when I got kidnapped by "Mr. I Ooze Danger" I just told you about. There's a lot more to Timur Yakov than just oozing danger. Sure, he's a 6-foot-4 mass of broody arrogance. Sure, his gaze could pierce through ice, and his body deserves a standing ovulation. Excuse me… ovation! But Timur is haunted by demons. Demons that could easily crush me and tear my heart to shreds.

Tom Judah, a former Marine recently discharged from the military after serving three tours of combat in the killing zones of Iraq. Jessica Spire, a young woman trying to reinvent her life after fleeing a callous and loveless marriage. Scars of the Prophet is a dynamic story of what happens when fate and destiny collide in an aggressive world of pawns and broken kings. Tom Judah wanted to fit back into society and forget the horrific necessities of a war his conscious was still fighting.

I was the devil. The worst kind of man for her. I knew the truth would make her hate me. But, I still wanted her to be mine. My goddess. Damn, I'd never wanted a woman the way I wanted her. One simple kiss could scorch my mind clean of everything I knew. That was what she did to me. She took me out of the real world, where I was a mobster and she was a cop. I was the imposter who lied to her....