Ergebnis für "Damage" in Liebesromane

Er hat mich entführt, um sich zu rächen. Ich wurde von einer Schachfigur meines Vaters zu einer Schachfigur von Stefan. Der einzige Unterschied ist, dass ich einen Ring so groß wie ein Felsbrocken an meinem Finger habe und einen Ehemann, den ich nicht will. Und das Schlimmste daran ist, dass ich dachte, er wäre anders. Ich dachte, ich würde mich verlieben. Ich schätze, mein Vater hatte recht. Ich bin kein sehr kluges Mädchen. Stefan ist ein mächtiger Mann. Er ist nicht nett, wenn man sein Feind ist. Aber ich habe eine Sache über meinen Mann gelernt.

Stefan Sabbioni stand an meinem sechzehnten Geburtstag uneingeladen in meinem Schlafzimmer. In dieser Nacht hinterließ er eine Nachricht für meinen Vater. Er sagte, er käme zurück, um etwas Wertvolles mitzunehmen. Ich überbrachte diese Nachricht nie. Jetzt, zwei Jahre später, ist er wieder da und ich frage mich, ob die Dinge anders gelaufen wären, wenn ich es meinem Vater gesagt hätte. Denn jetzt versteckt sich Stefan nicht mehr in irgendwelchen Schatten. Er ist gekommen, um sein Versprechen einzulösen. Er ist hier, um etwas Kostbares zu holen. Mich.

Eight years ago, Rue Thompson fell in love with her brother’s roommate. From across the country, he started writing her letters out of the blue. Then he ghosted her and broke her heart. Fortunately, Rue’s now stone-cold heart protects her from anything that dares make her feel, except when she’s live-action role-playing with her friends in the park. When in costume and wielding a foam sword, Rue can be whatever she wants. But then the boy—now most definitely a man—suddenly reappears in her life and shows renewed interest.

Damage, Josephine Hart's debut novel, an international bestseller, filmed with Jeremy Irons and Juliette Binoche, now takes its proper place as a Virago Modern Classic. It is the gripping story of a man's desperate obsession and scandalous love affair. He is a man who appears to have everything: wealth, a beautiful wife and children, and a prestigious political career in Parliament. But his life lacks passion, and his aching emptiness drives him to an all-consuming and ultimately catastrophic relationship with his son's fiancée.

Stefan Sabbioni stand an meinem sechzehnten Geburtstag uneingeladen in meinem Schlafzimmer. Er verbarg sich im Schatten, roch nach Whiskey und Tod und legte mir eine zerbrochene, blutverkrustete Halskette um den Hals. Ich dachte, er würde mich damit erdrosseln. In dieser Nacht hinterließ er eine Nachricht für meinen Vater. Er sagte, er käme zurück, um etwas Wertvolles mitzunehmen.

An actress practically since birth, Grace Durand has finally made it in Hollywood. When a photo of her in a seeming compromising situation with another woman is plastered all over the tabloids, she fears for her career as a lead in romantic movies. Desperate for a publicist who’ll convince America that she’s straight, Grace hires Lauren Pearce, one of Hollywood’s leading PR agents, not knowing that she’s a lesbian.

We're a match made in hell, Stefan and I. He took me to exact his revenge. I went from being a pawn to my father to being a pawn to Stefan. The only difference is I have a ring the size of a boulder on my finger and a husband I don't want. And the hardest part is I thought he was different. I thought I was falling in love. I guess my father was right. I'm not a very smart girl. Stefan is a powerful man. He doesn't play nice, not if you're his enemy. But I've learned one thing about my husband.

Honorably discharged from the Army after an explosion nearly killed her, former military psychiatrist Brooke Adams has set up shop to help others - but her days of helping military personnel are over. She's got her own battles to fight from her time overseas, and she's not equipped to take on more. Former Army Special Ops Sergeant First Class Asher James could handle anything war sent his way - terrorists, bombs, bullets. The only thing that scares him now is sleep. Finally convinced that he needs help, Asher makes an appointment with a counselor.

I never expected that leaving the refuge of Corvallis would result in such dire circumstances. When rogue Rovers commandeer our airship, I'm left with an impossible choice. Stay and risk my life to save the others or let them be captured along with me. There's no question. I choose them. Even if it means I arrive on Bath as a prisoner and slave. Bath is more dangerous, perhaps, than even my home city of Tartarus.

Reeling from trauma and divorce, Cara Halperin takes what should be a simple job with an expensive agency. As a nanny to rich children, she shouldn’t have much to worry about. Unfortunately, the agency’s sent her into a trap. Vincent Desmarais wants to go back into the field, but instead, he’s put on leave. The diagnosis? PTSD. No problem—he can pick up security work on the side to keep himself sharp. When the lights go out, Cara and her young charge have only one option: to trust the new security guy.

Tyler’s worked hard to kick the dust of the Chicago suburbs off his heels and move on with his life as Hollywood’s newest up-and-comer, burying his demons and hiding his scars from the world. Just as everything seems to be going his way, a scandal from his past threatens everything he’s worked for. Now, he’s stuck back home, where his family of lawyers can maybe help sink the scandal and find out who’s behind it.

Tragedy strikes on the homefront when a husband and father snaps . . . but if Detectives Malcolm Khalaji and Seong-Jae Yoon can't track down a killer on the run, this crime of passion may take one more victim. Moral boundaries blur, lines cross, and even as a secretive puppetmaster watches from the shadows, both Malcolm and Seong-Jae must make a choice. One path leads to salvation. While the other may leave an innocent dead.

Claimed. That’s what Camille Bennett becomes when she crashes into the arms of Deacon Archer. Camille didn’t have a plan when she attempted to fight off a random attacker, but responding well under pressure has never been her strong suit either. She was merely grateful someone who could handle the heat happened to be nearby.

Once upon a time, my life was good. I had a family, I had a girlfriend, and hopes for the future. That was long ago, but I remember it. A hazy dream of what could have been.That's gone now. I lost it all. Life f--ked me over, and now I'm scared of my own damn shadow.

Stefan Sabbioni showed up uninvited in my bedroom on my 16th birthday. He stood in the shadows smelling of whiskey and death and wrapped a broken, blood-crusted necklace around my neck. I thought he'd strangle me with it. That night, he left a message for my father. He said he'd be back to take something precious. I never delivered that message, though. I wonder if things would be different if I had because now, two years later, he's back. And he's not hiding in any shadows.

I thought I was a normal kid once. Do normal kids have to beg door to door for food? Not sure. It wasn't always that bad, I guess - and then it was. Really f--king bad. I tried to protect my younger brother from the fallout. Lied to him about how bad things were. But it wasn't enough. And when the accident happened, he blamed me, like everyone else. I'm guilty of many things. He's right about that, at least. So damn guilty I'm sure everyone knows and will call me out on it. Except they don't. Nobody does, except my brother. Not even Kayla, sexy and sweet and coolest girl ever.

Life is a b*tch. Keeps screwing me over, and I take blow after blow, sucking it up, giving her the finger. Don't get me wrong: I love women. Especially one woman - Madeline. She's gorgeous, she's sexy, she's goddamn perfect. Plus - minor detail - she has a boyfriend already. Not that she'd want anything to do with the likes of me. Apprentice tattoo artist, former homeless person, covered in ink, without a penny to my name. And sort of cursed.

Returning to Madison hurts. I thought I'd left my past behind, but the past goes on living. I carry it inside of me, it's a piece of me. People have marked me in indelible ways, and I drag the shreds of my soul behind me, trying to put my pieces back together. I'm not the Amber I used to be. I fly under the radar, try to be invisible. It doesn't always work. Drawing attention scares me. It always spells trouble. Returning to my hometown is a last-ditch effort to lay my demons to rest and start anew, for good this time.

There's me: Micah Owens. Tattoo artist at Damage Control. No parents or siblings. A past that still gives me nightmares. And then there's her: Evangeline, the girl who saved my life and haunts my more pleasant dreams. Only she doesn't know who I really am, and telling her might well send her fleeing for the hills. She deserves better than a loser like me. She's pretty. She's clever. She's goddamn sexy and has a heart of gold. Which is why I can't tell her.

When Derek Doyle wakes up next to a ripped-apart body, he's terrified he's about to lose everything he holds dear - Ever, his job, and his family. Dealing with his past has never come easy to Derek, especially since he's too afraid of what people would think if they knew exactly what kind of monster he really is. But finding out who's setting him up could be harder than the team thinks. As long as Derek has lived, there's bound to be a long list of enemies.