Showing results for "The Damned" in Romance

I’ve never wanted a relationship—especially not with a human. With my father demanding my return to Hell and a demon leaving dead bodies in my bookshop, now is not the time to lose my heart. One look in Oscar’s broken eyes, and I know I’m in trouble. Oscar’s been hurt before, and everything in me screams to keep him safe. How can I do that when I know being with me will only put him in more danger? More importantly, am I strong enough to walk away from him?

We've all heard the story of the Four Horsemen. Harbingers of the apocalypse. Destruction given form. Four of the sexiest-wait no-forget that. You get my point. So imagine my surprise when I find out everything I've ever been told, is a lie....

Salem, Massachusetts. The home of magic. The hell of the damned. The place where I rest until the end of time. There is only one way for me to wake from my coma. My beloved must find me and feed me her blood before I turn to ash. It's a rarity for a vampire to meet his blood mate. I knew when the coma took me, I'd die. In the dark. Alone. Until Maven Wildes buys my estate. Her presence at the house wakes my spirit. But not my mind.

Jasper enjoys London's illicit delights too much to wed. Too bad his grandfather has decided that a woman with the nerve to blackmail might be exactly the sort of wife to tame him. Pressed into a marriage neither wanted—and fighting a desire neither expected—Prue and Jasper torment and tempt each other beyond reason. Surely a proper duchess should be subdued, obedient, and dignified? Yet just as he begins to get his wish, Jasper realizes how much he wants his unconventional wife—and only her—if it's not too late to win her . . .

Roman Volkov is a devil in human skin. His next mission is revenge, and she is meant to be nothing more than a pawn in his game. But Ayla Aslan sees something human in him—and dares to love. An angel who once thought she could change him quickly learns he doesn't love; he destroys. Yet angels burn devils alive, and Roman realizes too late that she is his obsession, his weakness, his undoing. She has damned him, but he has shattered her heart.

One demon. One angel. A relationship that's failed so many times. Could it really be just one human they've been missing?

I'll tell you what isn't on my agenda for this century: finding my fated mate only to have him reject me. In fact, having a mate and tying myself down for eternity isn't even a blip on my radar. But the moment I meet Bailey, there's no denying he's meant to be mine. Everything about the gentle Welsh giant calls to me, consuming my thoughts. The problem? He doesn't feel the same way. One life-altering kiss has him running in the other direction, leaving me to watch over him from the shadows.

Anthony Patch, a young yet unambitious graduate from Harvard University, moves to New York and soon meets fellow socialite and flapper, Gloria Gilbert. Infatuated by her beauty, Anthony soon proposes to Gloria, and the pair embark on a doomed whirlwind romance. Their marriage is combative and tense; Anthony expects Gloria to be more domesticated while Gloria expects Anthony to fund her extravagant lifestyle.

Fresh off a breakup and an eviction, I started my day like any other: a book in one hand, a coffee in the other, and faking that can-do attitude inspirational memes are made of. I was ready to take on the world—and I did. Unfortunately, it was the Underworld. One freak accident later, I’m standing face to face with the sexy-as-sin and dangerously powerful Prince of the Underworld. He has a few burning questions for me—like how a mere human unlocked the door to the Underworld’s prison and released its prisoners.

Anthony Patch is the idle heir to a vast fortune. His wife, Gloria, dazzles society with her good looks. Satisfied by privilege and beauty alone, they are beholden only to the "magnificent attitude of not giving a damn." When Anthony’s inheritance is withheld, it causes an irreparable rift in their marriage, threatening their fragile paradise. Oblivious to their future, he and Gloria have little left to define themselves but their ever-receding pasts.

What could be worse than getting tricked by a demon and sucked into the fiery pit of doom? Discovering that the demon who captured your soul is also the devastatingly sexy twin of the man who still has your heart. Someone please get me some water. It's getting hot in here.

I'm Sam, the werewolf book nerd owner of The Slaughtered Lamb Bookstore & Bar. I've always thought of Dave, my red-skinned, shark-eyed, half-demon cook, as a kind of foul-mouthed uncle, one occasionally given to bouts of uncontrolled anger. Something's going on, though. He's acting strangely, hiding things. When I asked what was wrong, he blew me off and told me to quit bugging him. That's normal enough. What's not is his missing work. Ever. Other demons are appearing in the bar, looking for him. I'm getting worried, and his banshee girlfriend Maggie isn't answering my calls.

My afterlife has sunk to a new level of desperate, all because some badass demon banished my friends to the fourth dimension of the fiery pit. When I signed up for this rescue mission, nobody told me about the bugs, hives, and sweltering heat. That I could handle. Add to that a sinfully sexy boyfriend with serious ex-fiancee issues, three temperamental giants, a psychotic demon dentist, and a really hungry soul-sucking dragon, and this trip to Hell has become the trip from Hell.

Просила новую жизнь? Получай. А то, что она в новом мире, с нелюбимым мужем и отвратительной репутацией - это твоя вина, нужно было чётче формулировать желания. А теперь сожми зубы, возьми в попутчики Оптимизм и Везение и карабкайся наверх, Матильда Волкова, жена проклятого князя....

Невеста из проклятого рода - фантастический роман Кристи Костровой, жанр любовное фэнтези, юмористическое фэнтези. Хорошо, что у меня есть дар огня. Плохо, если он запечатан проклятьем. Еще хуже, что именно от меня зависит благополучие всего рода.

Quinn Darkova, freed from the chains of slavery, wants nothing more than vengeance against those who sold her. But with her dark powers on the rise and her ascension nearing, Quinn's blood retribution will have to wait in favor of her immediate survival. Lazarus Fierte is a nobleman without equal. He's as controlling as he is stubborn, and for the last six years, he's been waiting for a woman to appear - but not just any woman. A Maji of great power, capable of terrible things. She could be the key to everything he holds dear.

»Er glaubt, ich wäre seine Rettung. Aber ich werde sein Untergang sein.« In dem von Dämonen bedrohten Königreich Lethia hält sich Gestaltwandlerin Scarlett mit Diebstählen über Wasser. Als sie bei einem Einbruch in die königlichen Gemächer erwischt wird, scheint ihr Schicksal besiegelt. Doch ausgerechnet in jener Nacht wird die Verlobte des Königs ermordet, und statt Scarlett hinrichten zu lassen, bietet König Ren ihr einen Deal an: Sie darf leben, wenn sie mithilfe ihrer Magie in die Rolle seiner künftigen Ehefrau schlüpft.

The 21st century is quite the horrifying eye-opener for a Vampyre warrior who's been in a magical coma for a thousand years. The Vampyre in question would be me. I’m so damned confused by the modern world, and getting electrocuted for being misogynistic—whatever that means—is getting old. It’s insanity. Apparently, there’s a species called Karens running in the wild. The Tube of You and the Book of the Faces are alarming. From what I understand, the Karens gather there.

Sun and naughty fun is off the docket. Eliminating deadly Dhampirs is at the top of the to-do list. Crap. How in the ever-loving heck does a bloody note written on a paper towel and rag magazines left by Satan turn into a Vamp-hunt for idiots who think creating Dhampirs to attain world domination is a smooth move? The secret life of the entire Vampyre species is now on the line.

Getting dumped by the Demon of my dreams wasn’t exactly in the game plan. Game plans suck. Throwing caution to the wind is my new motto. I used to be a semi-happily single Vampyre. As the Princess of the Australian Dominion, I have an enormous palace, a fabulous wardrobe, I don’t look a day over 30, and I have gobs of friends — most of whom would be happy to see me permanently deceased. However, they hide it well. In the violent world of the undead, I consider it a win.