Showing results for "of blades and blades" in Romantic Suspense

Princess Madivia is broken. Her fae magic doesn’t work, her illness will kill her, and nobody knows she exists. So when the gods select her to leave her tower in the Ice Court and train to be a Valkyrie at Featherblade, she is sure they’ve made a terrible mistake. So is every other fae at Featherblade. All except the disgraced fire-fae Valkyrie, Kain. His burning gaze never leaves her. Nobody knows what he did to have his wings taken away, but he is as dangerous as the deadly world Maddy has been drawn into.

Blade has a motorcycle club to run, and he doesn’t need a turf war on his hands. When a beautiful young man with haunted eyes walks into his bar, Blade’s protective instincts roar to the surface. The kid clearly isn’t made for MC life, but once Blade has had a taste, he can’t let go.

As heir to my family's mafia throne, I've learned to threaten, torture, and kill. But the only place I really feel at home is on the ice. So when Mom has my coach murdered to end my figure skating dreams, I know it's time to run. With my hot but off-limits bodyguard by my side, I flee to a little town where she'll never find me. All I want is to lie low and perform in secret at the local rink. But a chance meeting with two passionate, damaged men seeking their own healing on the ice opens up new possibilities—both for my skating and my heart.

The Volkov’s are the nightmares they warned me of as a child, the ones they spoke of in the dark in hushed tones. Traitors and killers—the boogeymen themselves—sent to scare children like me; the children of their enemies. I'm a Kelly. A family that they have been at war with since before I was born. Now, I am to marry into the Bratva Pigs; to become their blushing bride. It's my father's plan, and theirs as well. A marriage to create peace. To unite the families and end the bloodshed once and for all. We are a symbol of hope, of the future, of harmony. I have other ideas.

The Irish Mafia used the Four Art Gallery to launder money. What's good enough for the mob was good enough for us. My organization has sworn to take down the criminal underground. The Greens reigned supreme over my beloved city, and it was time to burn them down. My job is to launder money for our operations, and gather intel. I was never supposed to be noticed. But then I marveled at a painting on the wall... a painting made by a true artist. A master of his craft. It made me gasp, "Who did this?"

I can’t allow myself to be distracted or let the softer side of me out. Having suppressed it so long, I no longer believe I have one. Women are there for one purpose only. Once I’ve relieved my itch, I’ll move on. Can’t afford to let them get close. I learned women can’t be trusted a very long time ago.

Jasmine isn't supposed to be in Pahrump. She’s not supposed to be posing as an exotic dancer. And she’s sure as hell not supposed to be solo on an undercover job. She’d have paid any price to avoid the emergency call to her ex-fiancé, Avi. But she’s in so far over her head, it’s come to that.

Gang life has rules: No snitching. No folding under pressure. Definitely no falling for your boss' girl. Seems like the Mercy Blades have forgotten all the rules. Grayson wants Sofia, our boss' girl. I want her too. Whispers of betrayal buzz as power shifts. Sofia's safety is key, but we might not be able to outsmart the Viper--we hit hard, but his game hits harder.

When taking the promotion that means leaving Darby turns out to be the biggest mistake of Michael's life, crafting a second chance is his only redemption. He'll go to extremes to unravel their tangled web. But winning her heart may be the least of his worries. Darby's father is up to no good, a crooked senator whose dirty dealings are at cross-purposes with Michael's social justice work.

Il y a les cicatrices qu'on voit... et celles qu'on dissimule. Hannah : Un instant, je réalise à quel point je suis chanceuse d'être si bien entourée par cette immense famille. Et celui d'après, je me rappelle qu'un trou béant creuse ma poitrine et qu'il m'a rejetée. Les émotions que ce constat réveille se bousculent en moi sans délicatesse, m'empêchant de me décider sur une question pourtant très simple. Suis-je heureuse ?

There’s a fine line between love and hate. Blade came into my life like a wrecking ball. Tearing down my walls and rocking my world. Then I found out he was a member of Outlaw Souls. That was a problem, since my loyalty was to their enemy, Las Balas. My connection to them was one of blood, through my father and brother. I couldn’t turn my back on that, no matter how much I wanted Blade. Meanwhile, there was a new kind of trouble brewing in La Playa. Both of the rival clubs got caught up in the mess, which left me choosing sides.

Being a mind runner isn't easy, but catching criminals is all that matters to Jane Spears. Though her job may be gruesome, she's not willing to stop just yet. And even as she admires the ring from her fiancé, she has no intention of letting a wedding sidetrack her work - not when she's about to delve into the darkest mind she's ever encountered.

Under the persona of the bandit, Blood Blade, Cilla Richardson robs from the corrupt and gives to the poor. But an accidental kidnapping leaves her with a very handsome captive named Leo Forrester...and an idea to save her town. On the wrong side of the feisty redhead's pistol, Leo reluctantly agrees to help Cilla's cause. But the more time he spends with the sexy thief, the more determined he is to steal her stubborn bandit's heart. But to prove his love, he'll have to save her neck from the hangman's noose first.

I rule the ruthless world of the Mercy Blades, but she has stumbled into an even darker game. Sofia knows I would burn this city down to protect her. Dealing with death is part of the job. Dealing with a serial killer isn’t, but I could manage that. But then she walked into our lives — the beautiful journalist who changed everything — and I would do anything to make sure nothing happens to her. But it isn't enough. To keep her safe, I need to claim her...to possess her, body and soul.

As heir to my family's mafia throne, I've learned to threaten, torture, and kill. But the only place I really feel at home is on the ice. So when Mom has my coach murdered to end my figure skating dreams, I know it's time to run. With my hot but off-limits bodyguard by my side, I flee to a little town where she'll never find me.

Blade: Wild, untamed, and vicious. Bella: Clever, sensuous, and fragmented. After a vile attack, Bella is left crippled with fears and anxieties. Needing to learn to forgive herself and come to terms with what happened, she leaves behind everyone and everything she knows while Blade is sent to New Orleans on an assignment for the club. Learning Bella has runaway, Blade is torn between his duty to the MC and finding his runaway woman. He now has to make decisions that can harm him and others while his mind continually wanders with worry for Bella.

I should have known I could never run fast enough to stay free of my family's clutches. Now I'm back under my mother's thumb, being prepped as the heir to her mafia throne...and for other plans so shady that she's keeping them secret.

With the men who are stealing my heart by my side, my skating career is taking off in ways I never imagined were possible. But my criminal past keeps haunting me.

I've been called many things, most of which are true. But when you're an outlaw, you wear those words like badges of honor on your cut. I grew up in the Devil's Skull MC. It's all I know. It's all I've ever wanted to be.

Even when I'm halfway around the world, my mother won't leave me be. I'm never going to become the mafia princess she hoped for. I'm going to show the whole world who I really am—on the ice, with the grace and beauty I've always dreamed of. But the competition is tougher than ever, both in the figure-skating community and in the criminal underworld I left behind. If Mom forces my hand, can I find a final move that'll free me from her control forever...or will I be the one who'll lose everything?