Resultado Editorial "Pink Flamingo Productions" em Suspense Romântico

I rose from nothing to own this city. A smooth-talking bastard with an empire of sin. I was so used to winning that I never saw her sleight of hand. Now I'm dancing with the devil, and she's holding all the aces.

Rat’s MC took down one cartel leader. Now, his five brothers are coming for them. They need alliances fast. Teaming with the Italians and the Bratva could solve the problem. But those guys? They don’t exactly get along.

Money. Marriage. Murder. Three things I never thought I'd deal with, let alone all at once, but now those three words embody my entire world. There’s nowhere to run, not with the eyes of the country on us now.

Ming would’ve loved to finish her residency in peace, having nothing to do with bossy, possessive bikers. But that just wasn’t an option—not after her friends dragged her into MC business. Now, the only way out is to find who is responsible for bringing Fentanyl-laced drugs into her hospital...and to keep her mind (and hands) off a certain broody, sexy biker.

Ever feel like you’re being watched? It’s an awareness so familiar I adapted to it long ago. Then I enrolled at Westbrook University to chase my dream and make up for someone else’s lost one. The prying eyes I’d known almost since birth.... They closed.

Blood will spill faster than bird seed when a Rossi marries a Moretti. I’ve spent a lifetime hiding in plain sight. A few tattoos, some hair dye, and it’s like I’m a brand new person. Invisible to my family, and our enemies. Until now.

Betrayal cuts deeper than any knife stabbed through your back. It slices through you and makes you wish for the sweet demise of a bullet shot straight out of Carver’s gun. I trusted them. King, Cruz, Grayson, and Carver were not only the Kings of Ravenwood Heights but the kings of my heart, and now … they’re my executioners. They took away everything I had. They stole my heart and made me believe in love. I should have trusted my gut. They gave me hope, and I was a fool who followed them blindly.

My life was brutal, horrific, ruthless. Dark. Until a beautiful bride was dragged into my life. I took her as my prize and made her mine. Vengeance never tasted so sweet. I see her truths every day, and it's hard not to fall for a woman who makes me weak. She can try to run, but I have no intention of ever letting her go. I wanted to marry for hate, but it looks like hate is a lie.

Welcome to Corium University, where the most dangerous criminals in the world send their offspring. Assassins, mafia leaders, arms dealers, and art thieves—you name it, this college houses them. Nothing can touch us here. The only rule: No one can die. I knew she would be here. Aspen was my enemy in every shape of the word. A liar, a thief. I wanted revenge for my family, revenge against her father. I knew the rules. Knew I couldn’t kill her, but I could hurt her. I could make her wish she never came to Corium. She wasn’t made for this place.

In the darkness they lurk, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Danger is everywhere, and not even Quinton can protect me. Someone wants me dead and they’ll do anything to achieve their goal. I’m back to being a rat scurrying through the halls of Corium and I know it won’t be long till I’m caught in a trap. The only question is, can I save myself this time?

I never thought I’d long for the days of pacing the living room of our tiny single-wide trailer, waiting for Mom to get home from her shift serving drinks at The Silver Fox. Or my boring night shifts at the convenience store. Even dodging my skeezy ex-boyfriend’s bumbling attempts to seduce me. To say my life wasn’t great was an understatement. But at least it was mine. Or it was until Mom came home and announced she was getting married. That was the day my life became unrecognizable.

“Forgive me.” Those were Professor Arnaud’s final words before I sliced through his neck. His was the first head I took, but it wouldn’t be the last.

As vice president of the Untamed Sons MC, my first loyalty is to my club and my president. That is, until Lucy walks into my life. For her, I'm willing to give it all up. I'll stand against my brothers, question my loyalty, and even consider giving up my patch. Too bad everything I'm building isn't real.

No one is innocent in the eyes of Les Cavaliers de l’ombre. If your name ends up on my list, your time is up. No regrets. No mercy. No conscience. Until the enemy becomes my darkest obsession. Two days ago, I paid a price to fulfill a vendetta. Twenty minutes ago, I threw it all away. I came to take her life but claimed it instead. Now the proud Bratva princess is bound to a monster and chained to the past.

Octavia Royal, the nation's princess. More like, Octavia Royal, my life is a big hot mess. My father’s death has me back in my hometown, and nothing is as I remember. Echoes Cove Prep is a place where dreams go to die. Where everyone wants to be a mean girl, no matter what they sacrifice, and the three boys who were once my saviors run the place. Only now they’re my worst nightmare. There’s something sinister writhing beneath the surface of Echoes Cove.

Bridget knew that loving Gunnar would bring danger into her life, and she’d made her peace with that. He was worth it. But it wasn’t Gunnar who put a target on her back. That honor belonged to her father. Now, she’ll do anything to prove she’s not a liability to Gunnar’s MC—no matter what the personal cost might be....

They’re dead. I feel it right down in the bottom of my soul. They were snatched away like trophies in the night and slaughtered before my very eyes. Those three gunshots will forever ring through my mind, tormenting every waking minute of my life.

Thalia Santiago is the daughter of my enemy. A beautiful rebel with a single cause. Impulsive. Fearless. And ripe for her father's undoing. I recognized her the moment she stepped into my casino. I watched her start the fires that burned her pretty fingers, and then I poured gasoline on the flames. Now she's in my debt, and her dues are a shiny gold ring and a vow of deception. I'll bend her. I'll break her. I'll turn our mockery of a marriage into a battlefield. And that river of bad blood that flows between our two families? I'll make it an ocean of hate.

Eight weeks ago, Johnny Malone showed up at my office, flipping a playing card between his fingers like I was wasting his time. Me. The one with the PhD. The one a self-confessed arsonist came to for help in controlling his "urges". The one he visits every week and undresses with his eyes.

Eve: The FBI is forcing me apart from the man who haunts my dreams. Dante Santiago. My deepest, darkest secret. The man I will never ever betray. Dante: Together we wiped my past from the face of this earth, but another rose up in his place. An enemy more deadly, more determined. One who will stop at nothing to destroy me. I run the risk of exposing my angel if I return. I will lose myself to this darkness if I refuse....