Resultado Editorial "Pink Flamingo Productions" em Romance

Darling Arrow, I shouldn’t be writing this. It’s not as if I’m ever going to send you this letter, and there are a million reasons why. First of all, I was sent to this reform school as a punishment for a petty, totally inconsequential crime. Not to ogle the principal’s hot son around the campus. Second of all, you’re a giant jerk. You’re arrogant and moody and so cold. Sometimes, I think I shouldn’t even like you.

I'm certifiably insane. Just ask my amazing therapist. He's my soulmate and a vampiric serial killer. There's no one I'd rather stalk more. Except no more late night slinking for me. I'm in The Asylum, committed as a danger to myself and others. They tell me I'm delusional, which they aren't wrong...except about what. See, this place is made for supernaturals too dangerous to let roam free. The doctors, the staff, the family members that helped put us here are all in on it, trying to convince us magic is just another delusion. They plan to keep us here forever—sedated and docile.

I work hard and party harder. Women come and go and I’m happy to show then the door when their time is up. The moment my eyes land on her I’m captivated. There’s only one place she’s spending this New Year's Eve, in my bed. But what if she’s not like all the others? What if one night isn’t enough? I’m falling for a woman, a stranger who’s too young for me but I can’t resist a taste.

I was kidnapped and sold to a monster. My abductor told me he would let me go...after he got what he wanted. So I offered him my virginity in exchange for my freedom, but he broke that promise. And now he's decided to keep me. When my past suddenly collides with my present, it's an all-out war. How could I have ever guessed that my captor would turn into my protector? I don't know if we can survive this, but now it's my turn to save him.

One night. One bet. And now my world is turned upside down. Apparently, you're not supposed to fall for the rebound guy. Guess I didn't get the memo, because the first man I jump into bed with happens to be the one who sparks a flame inside my heart. With his rakish charm and Irish accent, he steals my sanity and inhibitions. It's not long before I'm dreaming of something more than a quick fling. The problem? Griffin Gallagher happens to be the one man my brother despises.

Josh Landry is one of the hottest bartenders in New Orleans. He’s shown many a female tourist that things are definitely big and easy down here. And he’s now been celibate for a year. Because he finally met her. Yes, her. The One. But, after nothing more than a hot good-night kiss and a promise to meet up again next year if they’re both still interested, she went home to Iowa. It’s been a long year.

Nothing exciting ever happens here, unless you count us getting our very own movie-rental shop right next to the sheriff’s station. Which, for the record, I don’t. That is, nothing exciting happens until my roommate is murdered and her body washes up on the riverbank for the police to find.

Maned wolf shifter Alek Sawyer is a pro at landing on her feet. From being dropped into foster care as a child to tripping over her hopeless romantic tendencies as a teenager, she’s an omega with no need of an alpha or a pack. With a curvy figure and a mean right hook, she’s not the omega that most alphas expect her to be. But Hades, Roman, and Wilder aren’t "most alphas". When Alek is unexpectedly and irrevocably drawn to the exhibitionist panther, the quiet coyote, and the secretive dire wolf, she can’t help but be reminded of the fairy tale romance she’s always wanted.

After experiencing firsthand the devastation love can cause, I knew having a family wasn’t for me. Neither was being a single dad—but here we are, trying to make it work. The last thing I need is a distraction, but then Savannah waltzes into my world, stealing my treadmill at the gym—as well as my son’s heart. We agreed to no strings. No complications or commitments. But I’m going back on my word because now that I know what it’s like to be with Savannah, there’s no way I’m ever letting her go.

Fate might have PMS, and she's taking it out on me. I finally found my place, my mates, my pack, and I still can't believe my luck. Except that my luck is running out. If I understood my past, I might be able to lead the wolves into the future. Only my mom took that from me. The power of the pack revolves around me, and someone else knows this, too. It seems I'm just in time to see the unrest in the wolf shifter world growing. Rogues are attacking pack lands, and I have a front-row seat. My mates swear to protect me, but what if I'm not the one that needs to be protected?

I swear, one minute I'm dozing off during the night shift—don't judge me—and the next I'm being told I'm Fate Mated to an ancient dragon. An ancient dragon I couldn't help but save when he woke me up out of the aforementioned slumber—again, don't judge me. Now this same ancient dragon is doing everything he can to win me over, because it's up to me whether or not he'll live the rest of his life in agony or bliss. Oh, and let's not forget the fact we're being chased by elves, working with a grumpy Griffin, and have to rescue some poor dragon before an evil corporation kills it.

Experience sizzling Regency romance! She needs to lose her maidenly innocence; he needs to fulfill a wicked challenge. Will this short-term arrangement give them both more than they bargained for?

I’ve experienced the pain love can cause, and I have no interest in it. Easy relationships and easier women are all I need. Until a shy brunette stops me in my tracks and makes me feel everything I told myself I never would. But will old habits ruin my chances from the very beginning, or can I convince her I’m worthy of her? I’m falling for an innocent virgin, and I’m powerless to stop.

What do you do when you know your world is about to shatter around you? Do you run toward the change or try to hold on to the broken pieces so that everything doesn’t fall apart? I knew it was coming. We’d had time to ready ourselves, but nothing could have prepared us for the fall out. No one warned me our enemies would make me the pawn in their game. No one saw just how broken I would become.

To say I had a rough start in life would be the understatement of the century. My uncle may have rescued me from my abusive childhood, but he couldn't save me from the neurotic and compulsive obsessions I would develop in my adulthood. I deal with some of the worst criminals in the seedy underbelly of the world just to get what I want. What I need. And what I need is the perfect woman. Perfect and pure in every way possible. And I'm willing to obtain that perfection...no matter the cost.

Being a teacher isn’t necessarily my passion, but pissing my dad off is. He thinks teaching is beneath our family, and I love watching him squirm. But the joke’s on me. I’m completely obsessed with the quiet, beautiful girl in my class.

Kirian and I were just 12 years old when I pulled him from the creek behind my house. As he looked in my direction with unseeing lavender eyes, I quickly realized our age was just about the only thing we had in common. He spoke with an accent, he had pointy ears, and he was so beautiful it made my heart ache. Oh, and he claimed to be a fae prince cursed by witches who stole his sight. I thought he was crazy from hypothermia. Turns out, he wasn’t, and for some reason he keeps coming back. But a day in my world is a year in his. Every time I see him, he’s older. Wiser. Hotter.

The first time I meet Damon, he rescues me from a nightmare. Literally. I’m stuck in a coma, and my mind is forcing me to relive the horrific accident that put me in this state over and over again. The gorgeous fae king is the only one who can give me peace. As if the dream can’t get any weirder, he tells me we’re soul mates. He says he can fix my banged-up brain. He wants to be my hero. Little does he know I just might end up saving him. Because once I wake up, the real challenge begins. A bunch of vengeful witches want him dead, and they’ll stop at nothing to seal his fate.

I never believed rumors of mobsters ruling the Miami underworld, until I came face to face with Diego Pérez - the ruthless head of a Colombian crime family. He says my father will die if he cannot pay back a loan he defaulted on. Our family is bankrupt, and Diego will accept nothing as collateral...except for me. My father has 30 days to pay up or I’m dead...unless I can convince Diego to spare me.

I’m sure if I hadn’t spilled beer all over him and gave a subtle suggestion of where he could shove his best friend’s dick, perhaps we would have started out on a better note. How was I supposed to know that the dude was the captain of Bradford Private’s precious football team? I had just witnessed my boyfriend three inches deep inside some random girl. Surely you can't blame a girl for word vomit after such a traumatic experience.