Princesse en Lingerie
Cette femme était mon esclave auparavant. Mais maintenant, elle représente bien plus à mes yeux. Bien plus qu’elle ne devrait. Je lui ai fait subir des choses impardonnables. Je l’ai traitée comme du bétail acheté au marché. Je l’ai obligée à assouvir mes envies sans protester. Pour me faire pardonner, je devrais la laisser partir. Mais, même maintenant, je ne peux pas. Au lieu de ça, je veux qu’elle m’épouse. Qu’elle soit d’accord ou non.
Princess in Lingerie
This woman used to be my slave. But now she means more to me. More than she should. I've done unforgivable things to her, treated her like livestock I bought at the market. I made her tend to my needs without question. To make up for it, I should let her go. But even now I can't. Instead, I want her to marry me. Whether she wants to or not.
Beauty in Lingerie
Muse in Lingerie
Fighter in Lingerie
Bosco Roth is a crime lord. The owner of the biggest underground casino. He's the kind of man who gets what he wants. He's got the best poker face in the world. Now he wants me. When things become too intense, I hit the brakes and make a run for it. But one problem...he won't let me go. Now I belong to Bosco Roth.
Dancer in Lingerie
Griffin offered to take me home but I refused, knowing he needed to get Vanessa home. I walked to my apartment and took a short cut down an alleyway. That was the worst mistake of my life. Four men grabbed me. I fought them off, but when the barrel of a gun was pressed between my eyes, I knew the game was up. But then a man appeared from the shadows and scared the men away like rats. Tall, dark, and handsome. His name is Bosco Roth. He just saved my life, but he didn't do it for free. He wants something in return. A kiss. A hot and passionate kiss right up against the wall. But that kiss is just the beginning.
Désir en Lingerie
Je méprise Bones. C’est un homme qui se nourrit de haine. Mais il n’est pas tout à fait comme je le pensais. Peut-être que les hommes peuvent changer. Mais ce que je ressens pour lui importe peu. Mon père n’approuverait jamais. Il ne me laisserait jamais aimer un homme comme lui.
Divine en Lingerie
Mon père a pris sa décision et il ne reviendra pas dessus. Je suis sur le point de perdre l’amour de ma vie. Comment puis-je continuer sans lui ? Je n’aimerai jamais un autre homme comme je l’ai aimé. Cela peut-il vraiment être la fin ?
Muse en lingerie
Pour avoir trempé dans les affaires d’un baron du crime, mon frère a tout perdu, y compris la vie. Et c’est à moi de payer sa dette. Je n’ai plus que vingt dollars en poche et les vêtements que j’ai sur le dos. La banque m’a pris ma maison, et le dernier membre de ma famille a été assassiné. Coup-de-poing menace de me torturer si j’essaye de m’enfuir. Il compte les jours : il croit pouvoir bientôt me posséder… Je profite de mes derniers jours de liberté. Mais je n’ai pas l’intention d’attendre sans rien faire. Je pars en courant. A Milan. Le plus grand créateur de lingerie de la planète cherche de nouveaux talents pour la marque Barsetti Lingerie. Je n’ai pas le corps d’un mannequin, mais je peux peut-être faire autre chose… et travailler au noir, si possible. Mais, quand je rencontre enfin le fameux Conway Barsetti, il me trouve un rôle auquel je ne m’attendais pas. Me suis-je jetée dans la gueule d’un monstre pour échapper à un autre ?
Beauté en lingerie
Conway Barsetti ne veut plus que je sois mannequin. Il veut me garder pour lui tout seul. Je l’inspire comme personne. Maintenant, je vis avec lui dans son beau manoir, où je ne me sens plus prisonnière. Je suis libre de faire ce que je veux, à quelques exceptions près. Mais il est si froid avec moi… Il me traite comme un objet, pas comme une personne. Quand sa famille vient déjeuner, il me demande de rester dans ma chambre pour qu’ils ne me voient pas. Mais j’ai une bien meilleure idée. Je vais leur faire croire que je suis sa petite amie, que nous vivons ensemble et que nous sommes amoureux. S’il ne commence pas à me traiter avec plus de respect, je dirai la vérité à ses parents et à sa sœur. Il sera humilié.
Divine in Lingerie
My father has made his decision and he won’t change it. I’m about to lose the love of my life. How can I ever go on without him? I’ll never love anyone else the way I love him. Can this really be the end? **Carter’s story also begins in this installment**
Forever
She’s mine once again but she’s practically a ghost. She’s just using me...not that I mind. But her indifference is suffocating. I mean nothing to her...less than what she used to mean to me. Admissions of regret and apologies aren’t enough to fix it. I have to return to the gypsy...and hope for the best.
Lady in Lingerie
I refuse to let this woman have any power over me. She's just my prisoner. But once my Muse is in trouble, I'll do anything to save her. Anything to protect her. She was supposed to inspire me, please me. She was never supposed to care about me. Or make me care about her.
Lover in Lingerie
I know this has no future. Only heartbreak. Bosco Roth may be the man I've fallen for, but he'll never be the man I marry. He's too dangerous. Too risky. When our three months is over, I'll walk away. At least that's what I keep telling myself...
Harper's Bazaar
Fine in Lingerie
Past Midnight
Peyton knows better than to get involved with a cop. When Officer Elijah Bennett responds to the robbery of her island boutique, she couldn’t care less what he looks like in uniform, let alone out of it. In fact, she can’t wait for him to leave and doesn’t bother to hide it. So why does he come back to help her when no one else will? Protecting and serving paradise isn’t easy... When helping an independent woman caught in a tough situation sparks a smoldering attraction, Elijah can’t get her out of his head. He can’t get her to trust him, either – at least not at first. And when her walls finally come down, the truth they reveal is staggering. She has every reason to hate him. He has every reason to walk away. It’s still not enough to keep them apart, but when the unexpected strikes it threatens everything he’s ever wanted, including his connection with her. Book 2 in the South Island PD Series
The Empress's New Lingerie and Other Erotic Fairy Tales
Once Upon a Time ... A haughty princess paraded in front of her people but ended up showing off far more than her leadership skills. A modern-day Cinderella went to the ball in a pair of black patent-leather stiletto heels guaranteed to bring the foot-worshipping prince to his knees. The seven dwarves proved that what they lacked in size they more than made up for in numbers. And Goldie learned that nothing is too hot when it comes to finding out which of the three “bare” bachelors is neither too big nor too small, but just right. In The Empress’s New Lingerie your favorite childhood fairy tales have taken a decidedly adult turn. So dim the lights, get cozy, and lose yourself in sexy bedtime stories with a naughty twist. . . . Pleasant dreams. From the Trade Paperback edition.
The Gift of the Magi
The Gift of the Magi is a treasured short story written by O. Henry. A young and very much in love couple can barely afford their one-room apartment, let alone the extra expense of getting Christmas presents for one another. But each is determined to show their love for the other in this traditional time of giving; each sells a thing they hold most dear in order to afford a present, with poignant and touching results that capture their love for one another.
Wishful Drinking
In Wishful Drinking, Carrie Fisher tells the true and intoxicating story of her life with inimitable wit. Born to celebrity parents, she was picked to play a princess in a little movie called Star Warswhen only 19 years old. "But it isn't all sweetness and light sabres." Alas, aside from a demanding career and her role as a single mother (not to mention the hyperspace hairdo), Carrie also spends her free time battling addiction and weathering the wild ride of manic depression. It's an incredible tale - from having Elizabeth Taylor as a stepmother, to marrying (and divorcing) Paul Simon, and from having the father of her daughter leave her for a man, to ultimately waking up one morning and finding a friend dead beside her in bed.