Ergebnis für "Royal Me" in Liebesromane

Mein armes, armes Herz. Es flatterte aufgeregt in seinem Käfig und schlug mit den Flügeln wild um sich. Wenn es nicht aufpasste, würde es sich noch wehtun. Willkommen in einer Welt, in der die Monarchie regiert.

Knopf für Knopf öffnete ich das Hemd und spürte die festen Muskeln unter meinen Fingerspitzen. Normalerweise hätte ich ihm vorgeworfen, dass er sie mit Absicht anspannte, aber in seinem Zustand konnte ich mir nicht vorstellen, dass er so berechnend war. "Nicht gaffen", raunte Val und riss mich damit aus meiner Gedankenwelt. Womit kontrollieren sie dich? Gerade erst haben die Erben die Geschehnisse des Maskenballs verdaut, da steht schon das nächste große Ereignis an.

After a fire ruins my student house in my last year of university, I end up living with the Four Cardinals, the most popular guys at the Royal Academy of KnightsGate. They're pulling me into their circle, but I can't tell if they're guarding me from danger or if I'm stepping into a new one. Secrets are everywhere, and I need to find out the truth before I get too caught up.

Our first meeting was at a nightclub, and it was something straight out of my most romantic fantasies. My ovaries exploded at the sight of the Russian God. And by God, I mean he was ripped, tall, dark, and deadly attractive. There were enough sparks between us to light up a city. Then an explosion blasted through the nightclub, and we got trapped together for three hours, sharing our most personal details...everything but our names. Two years later, our second meeting is the complete opposite of the first. It's clear Misha Petrov, a Russian enforcer for the bratva, despises me.

I wanted to be a painter, but that's just a dream. A mafia princess doesn't get to choose her future. Still, I never let it get me down. I always try to make the best of everything. Until I'm forced to go for brutal training, and I meet Nikolai Vetrov. Forbidden and way too attractive, the man turns out to be my worst nightmare incarnated. He's cold and ruthless, and I'm pretty sure there's no heart to be found in his chest, unlike mine that won't stop beating overtime at the mere sight of him.

I made myself a promise: No men. No romance. No waiting around for a prince that's not going to come. Because some girls don't get happily ever afters. Some girls only get broken hearts. Which is exactly why I should stay away from him. He's vile. He's arrogant. He's controlling. And I don't trust him. But some men get into your blood - under your skin. Some men you just can't get enough of. Some men you just crave.

My hobbies consist of shopping, eating, and sleeping. Yeah, I know, it doesn't sound like I have much going for me, but what is a girl to do when she has an overbearing father who doesn't allow her to be anything but a socialite? I'm used to being in the spotlight, but when my father starts getting threats on my life, he hires a bodyguard: Maxim Levin, the Russian God with intense eyes and a face carved from stone. I don't think the man has ever cracked a smile. He's domineering, broody, and scary as hell. The more time I spend with him, the more his secrets come to light.

I met Clara Bishop when I least expected. Loving her was nothing I could ever have imagined. We've weathered dangerous storms together, but our love has always been a tempest. I'm not a perfect man, but I will fight to protect her, and I'll do everything in my power to keep her. But first I have to prove that she completes me.

Home. It's the one thing I want more than anything. A husband I can love. Children I can give the world to. A house I can call my own. To many, it's a stupid wish, but to me, it's everything. When my adoptive father demands that I marry one of his business partners, Karlin Makarova, my dream becomes nothing more than that—a dream. Karlin is a vile monster, a nightmare for any woman he crosses paths with. I dread the time I have to spend alone with Karlin and hide the bruises that fill me with deep shame. But then my beloved brother steps in and arranges a marriage with one of his best friends.

I'm a monster. I kidnapped the wrong girl, and under excruciating circumstances, we fell in love. I took every beating and form of torture meant for her. For months I protected Everleigh, only to lose her when we finally escaped. It's been years, and the ghost of Everleigh Adams still haunts me. The nightmare of losing the only woman I'll ever love has driven me to insanity. Then I start to see her everywhere. Her ghost has left my nightmares to taunt me in my waking life. Turns out Everleigh never died, and she's kept a secret from me.

I never expected to fall in love with Smith Price. Now he was more than my lover. He was my obsession. My savior. My future. But someone had to pay for the sins of our fathers. Ghosts don't always haunt you. Sometimes they stalk you down and demand retribution. We promised each other forever, but we might not live to see tomorrow.

We met. We kissed. We fought for our happily-ever-after, but true love stories never end. I promised her protection. I promised to keep her safe. I thought I could, until an attack reminds me that our lives will never be simple. But while I try to shield her, Clara refuses to be intimidated by me or anyone else. She thinks hosting the Sovereign Games will bring us all together - as a nation and a family - but someone is working against us. Someone who wants to see my secrets exposed to the world...and to her.

Our love has become poison, and it's killing us slowly. I hate how I can't control myself around him. I hate how I always forgive him. I hate that he consumes me. Because, Alexander is in my blood. His heart beats in my chest. He owns me. But I can't see past his betrayal and his lies. Not this time. I don't know if our love can survive this because I'm not the girl that fell in love with him, anymore. I'm a queen, and everyone, even him, will bow to me.

When he kissed me, I was shocked. He was a stranger and still so familiar. It wasn't until I woke up to my picture splashed on the cover of tabloids that I realized I knew who he was. Prince Alexander of Cambridge. Royal bad boy. Exiled heir to the throne. He isn't Prince Charming. He's controlling. He's demanding. He's dangerous. And I can't say no to him. We both have secrets - secrets that could tear us apart or drive us closer together - and as the paparazzi exposes each one, I have to decide just how far I'm willing to go for king and country.

One kiss changes everything when a chance encounter sparks a romance with the future King of England. From New York Times best-selling author Geneva Lee, begin the sensual, dangerous love story that's captured nearly three million fans' hearts worldwide.

Belle Stuart walked into my life with crimson lips, and a smart mouth to match, that made it impossible not to put her in her place - and on her knees. She should be off-limits. Claiming her was reckless. Keeping her is dangerous. But she's more than a conquest, she's my obsession. I'll do what it takes to protect her, even if it means letting her go. But she's the one woman I can't give up. She's the one woman I can't stop craving. She's the one I covet.

Secrets. Lies. Deception. As a Russian assassin, I’m riddled with it all. Now, with a $10 million bounty on my head, there’s no way I can get out alive. But the irresistible and incorrigible duke thinks otherwise. He wants me in his life, in his arms, and in his bed. There’s no declining the desires of a duke. And quite frankly, I have no intentions of denying him anything.

Espionage, secrets, and all the other crap, my team wants me tight-lipped about. And that’s fine. I’m used to life undercover. As an MI5 agent, I take on a lot. It’s who I am, and what I do. But the fiery new weapon for US Homeland Security is more dangerous than anything I’ve touched — or tasted — before. With her curves and sass, she’s dangerous and powerful. Let’s be honest, she’s never faced off against me, though. I’ve got tricks to make anyone cave.

Stylist Elle Olsen lives in fear of someone discovering her secret identity as Princess Eloise. But the men who killed her entire family in a bloody coup have done just that, and now they're coming for her. All Elle wants is to disappear into anonymity again, but the panty-melting billionaire who kidnaps her isn't about to let that happen.

As the world tried to tear us apart, Alexander fought for me, claiming me as his own. I belong to him - body, heart, and soul. I found strength in his dominance. In his control. In his love. Still I could always feel it: the darkness creeping toward our joy, threatening to overcome us. But I never imagined it would end like this. I thought I knew what marrying Alexander meant to my life. To my independence. To us. I was wrong.