Showing results for "Watt" in Romantic Suspense

Knox Ashcroft. One of the so-called gods of Hatherley Hall. He's everything I despise—a spoiled, arrogant, lacrosse-playing rich boy. From the moment we met, he made it clear that the loathing was mutual. I don't belong in his world, and he wants me gone. Too bad for him. I'm not leaving until I get what I came for. Everyone has skeletons in the closet, right? I'll uncover his. I just have to make sure he doesn't discover mine.

They say keep your enemies close,but I might have gone too far. Konstantin Marinov is powerful, dangerous, untouchable. The Bratva king with death on his hands and sin in his eyes. He thinks I’m just his new assistant. Naive. Innocent. He has no idea I’m here to destroy him. To uncover each one of his secrets. To dismantle his kingdom piece by piece. But the closer I get,the harder it is to remember why I came. He watches me like I belong to him. Touches me like he owns me. And when the bullets start flying,he doesn’t hesitate to protect me. Now I’m caught between lies and desire.

I had no idea Fionn Quinn was an enforcer for the Irish Mob. Not when he saved me from my ex, and certainly not when we had our night together. I never gave him my name, and didn't know his either. We come from different worlds. I'd have nothing to offer a wealthy man like that. So I ran. Hoping he never finds me.

Tynan Quinn barged into my life and demanded I become his wife. And he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Because this single dad isn’t just anyone. He’s the head of the Irish Mob. He says he needs a wife to cement his place in the organization. And I’m the one he wants. That's not all. In exchange for money I desperately need, he demands I have his baby. I've spent the past year running from danger, and now I'm trapped in his golden cage.

Eriu Quinn is off-limits. Too young. Too innocent. And far too forbidden. Her father is the head of the Irish Mob. And I'm just her bodyguard tasked to keep her safe. She's my job, but she's also a maddening temptation. One I need to stay away from. But I underestimate that feisty little spitfire. She creeps under my skin. Pushes all of my buttons. Until I unravel...

Inspired by their fascination with all things Sherlock Holmes, best friends and flatmates Merinda and Jem launch a consulting detective business. The deaths of young Irish women lead Merinda and Jem deeper into the mire of the city's underbelly, where the high hopes of those dreaming to make a new life in Canada are met with prejudice and squalor. While searching for answers, donning disguises, and sneaking around where no proper ladies would ever go, they pair with Jasper Forth, a police constable, and Ray DeLuca, a reporter in whom Jem takes a more than professional interest.

Master Sergeant Cole Strong would never leave his former girlfriend, Sierra, in trouble. When a suspicious accident leaves her in the hospital thousands of miles away, he's on the first plane. But her amnesia and him pretending to be her fiancé is a disaster in the making. He knew she never wanted to see him again . . . but the Air Force pilot can't remember him. Or the way he tore her family apart to save her from a violent assault. When Sierra goes missing he faces the most deadly threat of all to bring her home.

Anna is relieved to leave her small hometown behind and get a fresh start with an internship in Dublin. What she doesn't expect is to bump into a strange man in her new apartment on her first night there. A man who, it turns out, also owns the company she's joined. As Adam and Anna are thrust together more and more, she discovers he's a man with secrets and a dark past - a past that seems to be reaching for her. Although Anna can sense how dangerous Adam is, she can't seem to resist him. Neither of them can see that their only hope for survival is each other.

Tessa doesn't trust easily, but I've always loved a challenge. I'll win her over one smile at a time, and then I'll find a way to keep her forever. When the truth finally comes out, I have a decision to make. Trust Tessa and risk losing everything I've worked for, or leave the only woman I've ever cared about for the good of the club. Time's running out, and so are my options. Should I trust my head or my heart?