Résultats pour "Michael Stewart" dans Romantisme

My sister Juliet has always gotten everything she wants. It's fine though. I never wanted the spotlight. And now that she's America's most popular starlet? She can have it. But when Gran - the feisty woman who raised us - has a huge party to celebrate her 90th birthday, Juliet brings the Hollywood madness straight to Maryland. In the form of my ultimate movie-star crush, Ryan McDonnell. I can barely form a sentence around the guy. And I definitely can't get over the fact that he's Juliet's new boyfriend. Because I almost believe him when he tells me we have a chance together.

En débarquant dans la nouvelle vie de Cecelia, Tobias lui fait le serment qu'il va la reconquérir. Le combat n'est pas gagné : en dépit de la furieuse attirance qu'elle éprouve pour lui, la jeune femme n'est pas disposée à lui ouvrir les bras et à lui confier de nouveau son cœur. S'il veut avoir une chance, Tobias doit museler son instinct de contrôle et cesser ses dissimulations. Lui qui a toujours vécu dans le culte du secret va peu à peu se dévoiler, livrant même à Cecelia des clés sur son passé et sur leur relation.

Juliet Manchester is America's best-loved movie starlet. But when a nasty divorce and a sex-tape scandal threaten to tarnish her spotless good-girl reputation, she turns to costar Ryan McDonnell to help distract the media with a passionate (and completely fake) new romance. The only problem? They're both in love with other people.

"Et puisque je dois me damner, autant savourer la brûlure des flammes." Depuis que Sean et Dominic ont brutalement coupé les ponts, Cecelia se morfond à Triple Falls en attendant la fin de son séjour forcé. Et en même temps, elle ne peut s'empêcher de penser à ses deux amants et à l'été de rêve qu'ils ont partagé. Un jour débarque chez elle l'homme responsable de leur silence : le Français. Et il ne cache pas l'intensité de la haine que Cecelia lui inspire. Car elle est en position de bouleverser les plans que l'organisation Ravenhood met en place depuis des années.

Chosen from birth to usher in a new era, Poppy’s life has never been her own. The life of the Maiden is solitary. Never to be touched. Never to be looked upon. Never to be spoken to. Never to experience pleasure. Waiting for the day of her Ascension, she would rather be with the guards, fighting back the evil that took her family, than preparing to be found worthy by the gods. But the choice has never been hers. The entire kingdom’s future rests on Poppy’s shoulders, something she’s not even quite sure she wants for herself. Because a Maiden has a heart. And a soul. And longing.

I am William Lee: brute, liar and graveside thief. But you will know me by another name. Heathcliff has left Wuthering Heights and is travelling across the moors to Liverpool in search of his past. Along the way, he saves Emily, the foul-mouthed daughter of a highwayman, from a whipping, and the pair journey on together. Roaming from graveyard to graveyard, making a living from Emily's apparent ability to commune with the dead, the pair lie, cheat and scheme their way across the north of England.

Chosen from birth to usher in a new era, Poppy’s life has never been her own. The life of the Maiden is solitary. Never to be touched. Never to be looked upon. Never to be spoken to. Never to experience pleasure. Waiting for the day of her Ascension, she would rather be with the guards, fighting back the evil that took her family, than preparing to be found worthy by the gods. But the choice has never been hers.

Everything feels off—especially me. I’ve returned to Katmere Academy, but I’m haunted by fragments of days I have no recollection of living and struggling to understand who, or what, I really am. Just when I start to feel safe again, Hudson is back with a vengeance. He insists there are secrets I don’t know about, threatening to drive a wedge between Jaxon and me forever. But far worse enemies are at our doorstep.

Everything feels off—especially me. I’ve returned to Katmere Academy, but I’m haunted by fragments of days I have no recollection of living and struggling to understand who, or what, I really am. Just when I start to feel safe again, Hudson is back with a vengeance. He insists there are secrets I don’t know about, threatening to drive a wedge between Jaxon and me forever. But far worse enemies are at our doorstep.

Camilla Haven har just brutit en förlovning, och reser iväg själv på semester till Grekland. Där träffar hon Simon, som vänder upp och ner på hennes värld. Men Simon är inte i Grekland för att hitta kärleken, utan för att reda ut omständigheterna kring sin brors mystiska död. Camilla finner sig snart mer inblandad än vad hon hade räknat med... Mary Stewart (1916-2014) var en brittisk romanförfattare som bland annat skrivit om trollkarlen Merlin, samt deckare och romantiska romaner.

Having narrowly averted an (under)world war, Cat Crawfield wants nothing more than a little downtime with her vampire husband, Bones. Unfortunately, her gift from New Orleans’ voodoo queen just keeps on giving—leading to a personal favor that sends them into battle once again, this time against a villainous spirit.

When Katherine Fraser's husband Craig mysteriously disappears, she is beset by problems: two children to raise, frightening expenses, and no job. Judith Michael adds to this classic dilemma the glamour and intrigue of Craig's wealthy, prestigious, feuding San Francisco family for a fascinating and compassionate story of one woman's self-discovery.

I'll just admit it right up front - I don't love the holidays. In fact, Christmas makes me downright cranky. Call me the Grinch if you must, but if your dad chose that day to decide he was wrong about that whole wanting a family thing, you'd grow up miffed about mistletoe, too. Every candy cane, ugly sweater, and falalalala reminds me of the worst day of my life. So when my uncle - a bigwig network executive - gives me one last shot to salvage my disastrous TV production career, I've got no choice but to suck it up, head to the small town of Singletree, and fake festive.

I had it all. Killer job, to-die-for apartment overlooking the Hudson, and the successful, doting boyfriend. Well, he was successful, at least. Guys who dote don't break up with you via Post-It. After that, I did the one thing I swore I'd never do. I went home to the smallest small town there is - a place so backward my family was still engaging in a hundreds-of-years-old feud with the Tuckers. Maybe it had evolved from the days of shooting one another to slightly more benign things, like filling family stores with crickets and moving a two-ton moose around town.

Finding myself over 30 and divorced, living in the same small town where I grew up, was not exactly the fast track to personal success. So I took action. I landed a job with a bigger practice in a big city where I'd find more opportunities at work, and hopefully in my social life. I was ready to move on. But when Cormac Whitewood and his adorable daughters came into my life, suddenly my big plans didn't seem so shiny and exciting. Suddenly, I was finding myself drawn to the lonely widower, wishing for more time with him.