検索キーワード： 著者 "Stasia Black" すべてのカテゴリー

La Colección Completa: Inocencia, El despertar, y Reina del Inframundo.

He thinks I’m off-limits. But rules were made to be broken. I’m the perfect daughter—an heiress with a spotless reputation and a ring on my finger to prove it. But perfection is a fragile thing, and mine shatters the moment I meet Isaak. My bodyguard. Ex-military. Battle-scarred. All sharp edges and dark glances. He’s the last man I should want—older, all grit and danger, and everything my family would never approve of. Also, he hates me. He thinks I’m spoiled, entitled, a rich girl playing pretend. But there’s one thing he can’t fake: The way his eyes darken when I walk into the room.

She was my salvation—until she became my destruction. Once, I would have bled for her. Now, I burn for revenge. She and her father didn’t just betray me. They destroyed me. Left me broken, bleeding, crawling my way out of hell. And now, years later, she’s back—wrapped up in a satin bow with a convenient case of amnesia? Nice try, princess. But I don’t believe in fairy tales. I bought her at an auction. Now I own her for a week. Seven days to make her remember exactly who she was to me. Seven nights to make her pay for every lie.

Good girls don’t break rules—but for one night with him, any risk was worth it. Walker St. Claire is my older brother’s best friend and strictly off-limits. Especially while he’s an Initiate during his Trials to gain entrance to the secret society. But after a lifetime of following the rules and being the good girl everyone expected me to be, I’m ready to break a few. Especially if it means Walker will finally turn his devilish gaze my way.

The woman with my twin babies in her belly ran. Again. I want to chase her and tie her to the bed. Again. I’ll make sure she enjoys it. Truth is, I feel more and more like a caveman every day I go without seeing her face.

Our woman’s in her second trimester and we’re all primed to claim her. But I’m done taking orders. It’s time to step up and be alpha of our little band of misfits. I'm ready to be the leading man both on and off-stage now.

I've felt like Alice falling down the rabbit hole ever since I met the gorgeous Mavros twins three months ago. Naïve little publicist that I was. They were movie stars. I was…uh…me? And now look at me. Ha! (Insert hysterical cackling laughter here.) It'll be the story of the century if anyone ever finds out. I can just see the headline: Who's Your D#ddy?

Ruth was a pain in my neck when she lived under the same roof at the ranch. She’s even worse, now that she’s helping my twin brother’s fiancée plan their wedding. If I’m not running some errand for my brother, I’m hauling Ruth’s stubborn, opinionated, too-loud arse all around town. Not that she appreciates my sacrifice. No. She argues. She second-guesses. She pecks. A man can only be pushed so far, before he breaks. A fact that Ruth - who I’ve secretly fantasized about, since the day my brother and I first landed on the ranch - is about to find out firsthand.

Bellamy Carmichael was Darlington’s princess all through high school. Perfect, popular, too gorgeous for words - and unfortunately, she knew it. I’d had a crush on her ever since arriving at Darlington Prep, only she never looked my way except for an occasional cruel putdown. I was a scrawny kid, nerdy, and worst of all, my family was new money. But now, a decade later, the tables have turned. I’m the one the Elders of the Secret Society are courting.

I grew up fighting for every scrap I had. I earned my place in the Brotherhood through my fists and through blood, proving my loyalty, year after year. And in all that time, I never asked for anything. Until I meet her on a job. She’s supposed to just be collateral damage, but for once in my life, I’m breaking the rules: I’m taking her for myself.

From the moment I scent her, I have to have her underneath me. The human female spins and runs straight into my chest. “Oh!” she says but then she stops, frozen as she stares up at me. “Hi.” I, too, am stopped in place. This female is nothing like the others I have seen. She is petite, with long flowing black hair. Her features are as foreign to me as any humans, but for some reason I find her face pleasing.

Just because Giselle’s two best friends fell in love with alien hybrids and are now living their happily ever after’s in the King’s compound doesn’t mean Giselle feels left out.... Sure they’ve got their adorable little half-alien winged babies and are happier than they’ve ever been but Giselle has a high-powered job and a full calendar of charity work and she’s...happy. Really. The positive affirmations she reads to herself every morning tell her so.

I need a new man like I need a hole in the head. The last one almost killed me. Literally. I barely escaped with my life, and when I end up on a ranch in Central Texas, I’m just looking for a place to hide out and recover. But then Reece Walker saunters in.

Isobel: I’m on the run from my evil stepmother, but no one can know. Least of all my new boss, Hunter Dawkins. We might have had one amazing night together, but the next morning he went colder than a Wall Street banker’s heart during a charity ball. Hunter: I have big plans for my large-animal veterinary clinic, and they don’t include taking on a gorgeous, fast-talking city-slicker for a summer intern. The fact that she’s got legs for days and curves that could make a grown man weep? Or that we spent one unforgettable night together? Doesn’t mean a thing.

I’m a con artist, and I’ve got my sights set on Beau Radcliffe. He’s dominant, arrogant, and always thinks he’s the smartest person in the room. But he made the mistake of getting way too drunk one night and telling me all about the twisted ways of the dark, mysterious secret society he was about to be initiated into.

In the New Republic, every woman must marry five men. It’s the law. Welcome to the apocalypse. Includes Theirs to Protect, Theirs to Pleasure, and Theirs to Wed.

In the New Republic, every woman must marry five men. It’s the law. Welcome to the apocalypse. Part Two, Books Four to Five. Look for Part One for the first three books in the series. Includes Theirs to Defy and Theirs to Ransom.

Nix never put his name in the marriage lottery for a reason. He doesn’t need a woman. There aren’t that many to go around anyway after a genetically engineered virus wiped out 90 percent of the female population. He has his job as head of the Security Squadron, and it’s all he need. He looks out for the township. He protects the few women there are left.

My whole life has been about waiting. Playing it safe. Be the good girl, don’t color outside the lines. Put in the hard work trying to prove myself to Dad, then to my college professors, then to my boss at New World Media. Just waiting for the day when it will all pay off. And right when it was all starting to - I finally had the house, the job, I was even thinking about getting a cat - boom!

La historia de angustia, traición y amor entre Callie y su jefe (te dejaré averiguar cuál), completa en el dúo: - Lastimada - Quebrada No te preocupes. La historia termina felizmente.