Showing results for "Amelie" in Literature & Fiction

Tessa is a school teacher and single mom starting a new life in Paris, Tennessee. Romance is the last thing on her mind. Bishop is the leader of the Devil Chasers' Motorcycle Club and a single dad trying to rescue his son from the sins of his father. He doesn't have time to add a woman into the mix. Bishop's past won't let go, and soon Tessa is swept up in the powerful, intense biker's world - and all the danger that brings.

Andy: The day my bank was robbed by six masked men was the worst day of my life. The next day, I lost my job for not following protocol during the robbery. Eventually, I found a new job. Luckily, it was right next door to the sexiest man I'd ever met. His name was Baker. He was a biker, a badass, and he was sex on a stick. Baker: Six months after my MC robbed a bank, a familiar face moved in next door - the manager of the bank we'd robbed. She had no idea who I was, but I never forgot the faces of my victims. Especially when they were as smokin' hot as she was.

The name's Kore, daughter of Demeter, crown goddess of spring, but you can call me Kory. Along with my invitation to attend the elite Olympus Academy where all the top deities send their brats for training, comes the news that I'm betrothed to Hades, tall, dark, and brooding god of the underworld. I'd much rather be Queen Bee of my girl gang back home, slinging panaceas to spoiled rich Olympians, but I have three years to enjoy my life before I'm ruling the denizens of hell at Hades' side and I refuse to waste it making him look good. Turns out, my betrothed has a gang of his own.

When I found an eviction notice taped on my apartment door, I had two options: find a comfortable cardboard box to call home, or move in with Tucker Jameson. Seeing that cardboard makes me feel itchy, I chose the latter. Which shouldn't be that big of a deal since Tucker is one of my good friends. And because he's still pining after his ex-girlfriend and I'm trying to finish my nursing degree, there is nothing to worry about in the romance department, making my last semester an easy one to conquer. Boy, was I wrong.

Taylor Roberts had been in love with her brother's best friend for as long as she could remember. It was a love left burning in her heart - pointless, because it was love never returned. Noah "Renegade" Hudson had life knock him down more than once. As Sergeant of Arms of the Devil Chasers, he's known for not letting people get too close. The day he met Taylor, a change ignited within him, and he wanted to reach out and claim her. She was innocent and untouched though, so he made himself walked away. When both lives are rocked by tragedy, can they find comfort in each other's arms?

All I ever wanted was to be a female fighter. It was in my blood to smack people around. Some girls wore pink dresses and makeup; I wore sneakers and bruises. I was a loner, stuck to myself because I was different, until Camden Steel moved next door. I punched him in the mouth, and he saw me through rose-colored glasses from that day on. I had everything I ever wanted. The boy next door, inspiring career...until I didn't.

Lily's quiet life was upturned the day she found out her sister was dead. Now, she only has one thing on her mind - to keep her sister's baby safe . . . at all cost. A new life, a new job . . . a new world awaits Lily in Paris, Tennessee. She's determined to make it work. Not even the sexy mountain of a man, Goliath, is going to stand in her way. She had no idea why her presence has him so riled, but she really doesn't care what he thinks. She's there for one reason, and one reason only - to protect her nephew. A brooding biker is the last thing on her mind.

Alicia Simmons rarely lets anyone get too close. So crushing on a hot wildlife expert via videochats in her classroom is completely safe. The long-distance flirtation means no expectations - and no expectations means no disappointment...or hurt. And when Ranger tells her he's visiting her neck of the woods, spending a few days - and nights - with him doesn't sound too dangerous, either. Sure, when the fling is over, she'll have to pick up the pieces of her heart. But at least he'll be safe from the beast inside her. Except Travis Ranger isn't coming for a fling. He's coming for Alicia.

Jack Sullivan is a man of few words. His cold emotionless countenance shields any glimpse of the human being within. If he didn't hire me to help his daughter, I'd suspect the man sold his soul for success. He's classically handsome. Confident. Scratch that. He's one cocky mo-fo. Admittedly, I don't have the best track record at picking decent guys, but I'm pretty positive this brooding billionaire with a massive ego is one flashing red warning light.

This was supposed to be my fresh start. It was supposed to be my new beginning, my time to take care of me. But then I meet Dean Shelby and my world turns upside down. I'm head over heels and my fresh is starting to feel more like a whirlwind. He's perfect in every single way, but will he still be perfect when he finds out I'm pregnant? From the moment I first laid eyes on her, I knew she was different. Maybe it's the small town kindness. Maybe it's her emerald green eyes. Maybe it's her killer curves driving me wild. Whatever it is, I want her more than I've ever wanted anyone before.

When it comes to guys, I don't do repeats. I'm too messed up to do more than a one-night stand. Until Josh. He got a second chance on a technicality. He's got more tattoos than I do, and I want to lick every one of them. Suddenly he's there to help me pick up the pieces after I call the cops on my dad. He rescues me from myself on Halloween. And always with that lazy smile and bone-melting kisses.

Finira-t-elle par accepter qu'un tel amour, rare et unique, mérite de prendre quelques risques ? Encore sous le choc du décès soudain de sa sœur, Haddie a renoncé à toute relation amoureuse. Tout ce qu'elle attend de Beckett, c'est une distraction sexy, un moment de répit pour échapper à son chagrin... Alors, pourquoi ne parvient-elle à se débarrasser du souvenir de cette nuit incroyable ? Ni du goût de ses baisers ?