Títulos em Suspense Romântico

Shelby Foxworth perdeu tanto o marido quanto as ilusões. O homem que lhe deu uma filha e uma vida de rainha não era o que ela imaginava. Após o luto pela morte de Richard, Shelby se depara com uma montanha de dívidas que ele deixou para trás. Descobre que ele era um mentiroso, tão falso quanto o diamante no seu anel de noivado, e que o homem que ela amava não está simplesmente morto: ele nunca existiu.

Aspen Kennedy almost died in the explosion that decimated Guardian Security’s Washington, DC, complex. When she woke in the hospital bed, survival was her mantra. But the very thing that made her who she was had been stripped from her. Plunged into the center of the New York Mafia war, she called the only telephone number she could remember and left a message begging for help. Guardian wouldn’t let this happen, that much she did remember.

My husband. My villain. We started with death and blood. We started with games and carnal pleasure. Adrian and I shouldn’t have been together. He’s wrong. I’m wrong. What we have is the epitome of disaster. Yet, it’s impossible to stop. My husband will either destroy me or I’ll destroy him.

No good ever comes from a red-head in a stolen dress with her worldly possessions at her feet. I should have known she was trouble when smoke and sin followed her into my bar and she challenged me to a game. She may have won my watch, but she started a war. As she slipped my Breitling off my wrist and onto her own, she gleefully announced she was the luckiest girl in the world. Yeah, lucky to everyone but me.

My husband. My tormentor. The most notorious man in the city offers me a job. Act as his dead wife. Adrian Volkov isn’t the type of person who takes no for an answer. He commands with an iron fist and all his orders are met. When he approaches me with the offer, I have two options. Go to prison or put myself under his wrath. I choose to have a roof over my head. What’s so hard about acting, right? Wrong. The moment I step into his wife’s shoes, everything spirals out of control. My only way of survival is through Adrian. Or is it?

On the eve of her 18th birthday, Nora Leston meets Julian Esguerra, and her life changes forever. Stolen away to a private island, she finds herself at the mercy of a powerful, dangerous man whose touch makes her burn...a man whose obsession with her knows no bounds.

Having always done what is expected of her, Mila dresses the part, only dates college boys with exemplary backgrounds, and doesn’t ask questions. Not about her papa’s absences or his refusal to let her set foot in her birthplace - Russia. Suffocated by the rules and unanswered questions, Mila does what she’s always wanted to. She boards a plane to Moscow. She never expected to fall for a man on the way. One with unexplained wealth, tattoos on his hands, and secrets in his eyes. But it doesn’t take long for his caress to become a rough grasp muffling her screams.

When Gabe Hamilton saw Mia Crestwell walk into the ballroom for his hotel’s grand opening, he knew he was going to hell for what he had planned. After all, Mia is his best friend’s little sister. Except she’s not so little anymore. And Gabe has waited a long time to act on his desires. Gabe has starred in Mia’s fantasies more than once, ever since she was a teenager with a huge crush on her brother’s best friend. So what if Gabe’s 14 years older? Mia knows he’s way out of her league, but her attraction has only grown stronger with time. She’s an adult now, and there’s no reason not to act on her most secret desires.

You don’t know me, but I know you. I’m the shadow that creeps behind you without notice. The moment you see me, you’re dead. An assassin. A killer. A nobody. Until I became somebody. I’ll make everyone who reduced me to a shadow pay. To do that, I’m willing to risk everything. Everything except for my reluctant wife. Rai Sokolov can show me her worst, but this will only end when death does us part.

Adrian tinha sete anos quando conheceu o pai. E se Lina, sua mãe, não interviesse, ele a teria matado. Logo após esse encontro, Adrian foi deixada sob os cuidados dos avós em Maryland, onde passou um longo verão fazendo novas amizades e nutrindo uma paixão pelo irmão mais velho da melhor amiga. Enquanto isso, Lina promovia sua marca de fitness país afora, transformando-a em um negócio de bilhões de dólares.

Quando sir James Harrison, um dos maiores atores de sua geração, morre aos 95 anos, deixa para trás não apenas uma família arrasada, mas também um segredo que seria capaz de abalar o governo britânico. Joanna Haslam, uma jovem e ambiciosa jornalista, é designada para cobrir o funeral, no qual estão presentes algumas das maiores celebridades do mundo. Mas ela se depara com algo sombrio além de todo aquele glamour: a menção a uma carta que James Harrison deixou, cujo conteúdo algumas pessoas escondem há 70 anos a qualquer custo.

For the assassin known as Reaper, the chances he missed were displayed in perfect resolution every time he went back. Back to her, the only woman he'd ever loved. Harmony Flinn had a chance to leave the drudgery of her small-town existence. The man she loved left her long ago, and he never came back. When presented with the chance of a lifetime, she'd grabbed onto that hope and jumped at the opportunity. Her desire to live anywhere but where she was landed her in a world she didn't recognize, with a lurking evil her past hadn't prepared her to evade.

Book 3 in the Sparrow Falls series. More details coming soon!

Caitlyn Sullivan descende de uma longa linhagem de atores de Hollywood, desde seu bisavô Liam Sullivan, imigrante da Irlanda. Aos dez anos, Cate já era uma estrela — e, ao mesmo tempo, uma criança inocente que adorava brincar de pique-esconde com os primos no rancho da família, na zona costeira da Califórnia. Foi durante uma dessas brincadeiras que ela desapareceu. Aos olhos de alguns, ela parecia uma princesinha mimada, mas Cate era, na verdade, uma menina inteligente e determinada, a ponto de conseguir escapar de seus sequestradores sozinha.

I’m out for revenge. After careful planning, I gave the man who messed with my family a taste of his own medicine. I thought it’d end there. It didn’t. Landon King is a genius artist, a posh rich boy, and my worst nightmare. He’s decided that I’m the new addition to his chess game. Too bad for him, I’m no pawn.

When Payton takes a Corruption Quiz with her friend Kennedy, she scores abysmally low. So low she decides to spice up her life a bit—especially when the two friends place a bet as to who can most improve their score over the next 30 days.

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.

We were supposed to be reaping the fruits of our labor, an all-girls trip to a breathtaking beachside villa in Tahiti. But when my ex-teammates bail at the last minute, I'm stuck in a double-booked villa with our fiercest - and most gorgeous - of competitors. Differences are eventually set aside, rivalries forgotten as the four of us settle in for a sun-soaked week of overwhelming temptation. But when a molten-hot game of Truth or Dare allows me to unravel the guys' darkest, most butterfly-inducing of secrets? I'm ready to let them take me places I've only dreamed of going before.

I never minded being locked up. I learned a long time ago that being treated like an animal gives you permission to act like one. Their only mistake is believing anything I do is an accident. I can sit in this house with no internet, television, liquor, or girls, but I'll come out of here with something far more frightening to my enemies. A plan. I just didn't expect one of my enemies to come to me. I can smell her hiding in the house. She's here. Blackchurch houses five prisoners. I'm only one of her problems.

Uma vez me disseram que o destino gosta de brincar com as pessoas, mas nunca levei estas palavras a sério. Até que ele resolveu brincar comigo. Eu só queria curtir a minha recém-solteirice, depois de descobrir que fui traída, e aproveitei que estava em outro país para me aventurar. Eu não estava atrás de um cara da minha idade. E, sim, de um homem de verdade. Que me fizesse esquecer o meu próprio nome. E eu encontrei.