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Lieblingsromane

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  • Autor: J. Tarr
  • Status: Abgeschlossen
  • Altersfreigabe: 18+
  • 👁 30.7K
  • ⭐ 7.4

BLACK INDUSTRIES BOOK 1 Damian Black has always had everything—wealth, power, and the world at his feet. But when his father’s will drops a bombshell, the stakes skyrocket. To secure his inheritance, Damian must do the unthinkable: get married. As the eldest of the Black brothers, Damian’s playboy lifestyle is suddenly on the line. He’s determined to find the perfect woman, but none of them have measured up. Enter Adalyn West, Damian’s long-time personal assistant. Efficient, unflappable, and with a sharp wit that has kept Damian in line for years, Adalyn is the last woman he ever expected to consider as a bride. Adalyn’s been by his side for years, handling every detail of his life with quiet efficiency. She’s smart, loyal, and definitely not the type to cause him any trouble. Plus, she knows him better than anyone else. But there’s one problem— Damian has never seen Adalyn as more than just his PA, and the thought of marrying her feels too close for comfort. As Adalyn steps into the role of Damian’s wife, sparks fly in ways neither of them expected. What starts as a convenient arrangement quickly spirals into something far more complicated. Damian’s heart, once locked away, begins to thaw as his new wife shows him a side of herself he never knew existed. But with old flames, business rivals, and the weight of the Black legacy bearing down, Damian must decide if he’s willing to risk everything—including his heart—for the one woman who might just be perfect for him.

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  • Autor: HadWak
  • Status: Abgeschlossen
  • Altersfreigabe: 18+
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  • ⭐ 9.0

Zehn Jahre flüchtiger Affären. Ein katastrophaler Heiratsantrag. Und ein geheimes Kleinkind, das er nie hätte kennenlernen sollen. Chloe Bennett hat die Kunst des Weggehens perfektioniert. Sie ist von einer bitteren Scheidung, von einem bankrotten Geschäft und – am gefährlichsten – von Franklin Vance, dem rücksichtslosen Tech-Milliardär, der ihr die Hälfte ihres Herzens genommen und ihr nichts als sorglose Hotelnächte und leere Versprechungen gegeben hat, weggegangen. Jetzt lebt sie auf einer abgelegenen, klippenartigen Insel und findet endlich Frieden damit, ihr Küstengasthaus zu führen und ihre starke, unabhängige Welt nach ihren eigenen Vorstellungen großzuziehen. Sie braucht keinen Retter. Sie braucht ganz sicher keinen Milliardär. Und sie hat definitiv nicht damit gerechnet, dass Franklin direkt aus einem Privathelikopter in ihre Einfahrt steigt. Franklin hat ein Medienimperium aus purer Bosheit aufgebaut, nachdem Chloe ihn in den wilden Ebenen des Nordens abgelehnt hatte. Er sagte sich, er würde nur für einen dreitägigen Urlaub seine vergessene Inselinvestition besuchen. Doch in dem Moment, als er in die Augen von Chloes einjährigem Sohn blickt, trifft ihn die Erkenntnis wie ein Güterzug: Dunkle Locken. Sturer Kiefer. Sein genau arrogantes Lächeln. Franklin will nicht nur Antworten – er will alles. Er wird Böden wischen, Gepäck tragen und den harmlosen Geschäftspartner spielen, nur um die gleiche salzige Luft wie sie einzuatmen. Aber Chloe kennt die goldene Regel, einen Mann wie Franklin zu lieben: Gib einem Albatros einen Käfig, und er wird seine eigenen Flügel brechen, um zu fliegen. Mit einem Sturm, der sich über dem Archipel zusammenbraut, und alten Wunden, die ins Meer bluten, muss Franklin beweisen, dass er nicht länger wegläuft. Denn dieses Mal wird es ihn nichts kosten, Chloe zurückzugewinnen... es wird ihm seinen Stolz kosten.

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She hides behind ugly suits and fake names. He's done trusting women. When they meet in a masked s*x club, neither realizes they've been fighting each other across boardroom tables for eighteen months. At Taylor Industries, she's Joy Smith, the frumpy CFO who drowns her curves in shapeless polyester and wearing a wig. At home, she's the forgotten wife of a cheating lawyer who hasn't touched her in so long she's starting to wonder if she's broken. When she finds hot pink lace panties stuffed in her couch cushions...definitely not hers, it's not heartbreak she feels. It's freedom. Grayson Taylor doesn't do relationships anymore. Not after walking in on his actress fiancée with another woman. Now he channels everything into hostile takeovers and board meetings, especially the ones where his overcautious CFO fights him on every goddamn acquisition. Joy Smith is brilliant, infuriating, and funny when he pushes all her buttons. But Honey is tired of being invisible. Tired of never having felt real pleasure. So, when her best friend gives her the details of The Velvet Room, Manhattan's most exclusive masked club, she promises herself just one night. One night to find out if her husband's right, if she really is frigid, or if she's just never been touched by the right hands. She doesn't expect the masked stranger who claims her the second she walks in. Doesn't expect the chemistry that ignites between them, the way he makes her body sing, or the orgasms that leave her shaking. Doesn't expect him to hand her an email address with one command: "Only me. No one else touches you."

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  • Autor: Lana Steele
  • Status: Abgeschlossen
  • Altersfreigabe: 18+
  • 👁 3.8K
  • ⭐ 7.5

I despised Dante Moretti long before he slid that ring onto my finger. Arrogant. Controlling. The kind of boss who could ruin my day with a single clipped order. I hated the way he spoke to me. I hated the way he watched me more. But walking into my hometown with his ring and watching my ex-husband’s face drain of color felt wickedly perfect. The elders wanted to see real love before selling their land. So Dante and I lied. We played the sweet couple. Except Dante didn’t touch me like a man pretending. At the Christmas market, his hand slid down my spine and stopped right where it shouldn’t. At dinner, he whispered against my ear, “If he’s watching, spread your legs a little. Let him see who owns you now.” I should have slapped him. Instead, my body answered him before I could breathe. He kissed my temple too slow and held my waist too tight. When the lights dimmed, he murmured, “Open for me.” “Keep your eyes on me.” “I want you shaking for me, not for him.” Somewhere between hating him and wanting him to wreck me, everything blurred. Because the man who barked orders in boardrooms had me whispering his name in the dark, Christmas lights flickering over his bare shoulders while he swallowed every sound I made. My ex wanted me broken. Dante wanted me ruined, but only beneath him. And the worst part was how easily I let him. Santa didn’t bring me a miracle. He gave me a sin in a three piece suit and I tore the wrapping off with trembling hands.

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"Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her d*mn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his *ss, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. S*x. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go."

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