Resultado Editorial "Pink Flamingo Productions" em Contemporâneo

Our senior year, I promised my girl forever. Forever, as it turned out, wasn't enough. She told me so in her actions. When she took a match to my life, burning it to ash. I headed to LA with my band—Raging Chaos—like we always planned, while Kaylee went to college, taking my damaged heart with her. This was where our story was supposed to end. Only six years later, our lives collide again. Kaylee is the only thing I ever loved more than music, and I wish I could hate her for it, but the line between love and hate is thin, and often straddled.

I'm out of my depth participating in a blind-date photo shoot. Not only am I meant to act like I'm open for dating, but I'm meant to be sexy and get up close and personal with a complete stranger.

I’m the toughest veterinarian professor at Tatum College. And I want to keep it that way. But a stunning, tough-as-nails city girl who treats sick cows like a puppy with a cold has me losing my mind. I’m pushing 40 and don’t need to be tempted by a goddamn 20-something in skin-tight jeans with a smart mouth. A mouth I want to do the dirtiest things to. When she leaves a phone number on her final exam, I pounce.

My life has been an endless loop of heartache and breakup songs. I’ve lived in fear that I’m broken and will never find the kind of love that would piece me back together into something whole. When my boyfriend proposes, I say yes, desperate for an easy fix. For a super-glue solution. But on the day of my wedding, when my dad tells me to follow my heart, it doesn’t lead me down the aisle. Instead, it takes me straight to Declan Pierce’s car—where I crash his road trip.

The Russians have taken far too much from me. So I’ll take something of theirs. Except, I never expected my captive to be a woman. She could be the key to destroying them entirely. I’ll do whatever it takes to get revenge. Even seduce the enemy.

Single dad of Seattle Mitch Benson can't move, can't blink, can't think, let alone do his job and photograph the woman on stage. Every fiber of his body wakes up when Paige McPherson starts to dance. She pours out her heart, bares her grief and pain for the world to see - the same grief and pain that has ruled his every waking moment since his wife passed and left him to raise their daughter alone. Paige is dancing his truth, and in that moment, Mitch knows his life is going to change.

Brix Ward is a grade-A prick.He's arrogant, spoiled, and self-centered. As the lead singer of A Rebels Havoc, he's used to women falling over themselves for a chance to tame the wild bad boy. Except for me. I still remember the boy I grew up with. The one who went out of his way to make my life a living hell. I did my best to avoid him at all costs. Imagine my surprise when our parents announced they had eloped, then left me to live with my new stepbrother. Alone. Now, no matter what I do, there's no escaping him. He's always there, tempting me, provoking me. Every moment of every day.

There’s nothing quite like the smell of a decaying body. Being trapped in a cell with it under the hot, desert sun … now, that’s just sick. One minute, I thought I had everything I needed in this dark world, and the next, I was a prisoner to Giovanni’s wicked plan. I don’t know how, but I will get myself out of here, even if it’s the last thing I do. Giovanni will not win this, and I won’t stop until my fingers are curled around his throat and my knife is sinking into his flesh.

She’s the devil's daughter, but once, she was my only friend. Everything changed 15 years ago when her father killed mine. When she betrayed me. And every day since, all I’ve thought about is vengeance. Brutal, twisted revenge.

My father is dying, and I’ve been called back to Brooklyn to take my place as the head of the Italian syndicate. After a seven-year absence, my first test of loyalty is to marry the granddaughter of the Irish mob’s leader. I may not want a wife, but I’ll kill anyone who tries to harm her.

There is nothing better than a mocha frappe on the way to the office in the morning and Sunday spent on South Beach. I'm getting closer to the big 3-0 and finding that perfect guy is getting harder and harder even though I work for a sports agency buzzing with jocks. They are married, players, or jerks.

Lost. Alone. Freezing on the side of a desolate mountain in a massive snowstorm. Until a rugged man with an ax saves me. Waking in his warm, comfortable bed leaves more than one question. How did I get here? Where are my clothes? And who is this handsome recluse with striking dark eyes and a grumpy demeanor?

There’s nothing more important than family. It’s what I live for, what I’ve always lived for. So, when I’m forced to step back from the one girl I’m dying to claim as my own, it wrecks me. But when family asks you to keep a secret, you do it. No questions asked. I only hope that when the truth comes to light, the woman I can’t get out of my head gives me another chance. A chance to show her I could be her knight in beat-up leather if only she’d let me.

Titus is just trying to control his new power without losing himself to the darkness. Already cursed, and now suffering with noxious black magic, he believes his luck couldn't get any worse. Until an assassin appears, ready to end his life. He never expected such an infuriating woman, and now he's not sure what to do. Kill her before she can kill him, or give in to the intense desire that proves bad luck comes in threes. Rae is prepared for a typical hit. But when she can't seem to eliminate her target, she quickly realises that it wasn't only Titus who has a price on his head.