検索キーワード： 著者 "Kayla Wolf" すべてのカテゴリー

Er ist ein verfluchter Wolf. Ich weiß es wegen der leuchtenden Narbe, die sich über sein Gesicht zieht. Ich weiß es, weil die Hexe in mir sich schon Tränke ausdenkt, um ihn zu heilen. Ich weiß es, weil die Prophezeiung vorausgesagt hat, dass ich jemanden wie ihn finden würde. Es gibt Momente, in denen seine Augen mir sagen, dass er mich in Stücke reißen will. Es gibt Momente, in denen ich mich vor ihm verstecken muss, was schwierig ist, wenn er direkt nebenan wohnt. Seltsamerweise habe ich keine Angst vor ihm. Im Gegenteil, ich fühle mich sogar zu ihm hingezogen.

Under the scorching sun of the desert…these hot wolf shifters will only raise the temperature. If you believe in soul mates and magic, in inescapable fate, then come with me to Sunny Rock. This is a place of darkness and light, of tormented hearts and unfulfilled desire. Follow the starry sky and scent of the desert, and you’ll be amazed where love will lead you…if only you let it. The Wolves of Sunny Rock box set is a collection of four stand-alone, sizzling hot stories that are connected to each other through the wolf pack. HEA guaranteed.

Ich dachte, ich wäre seine Gefährtin, aber er hat mich im Stich gelassen und mein ganzes Leben zerstört. Zehn lange Jahre habe ich versucht, ihn mit aller Kraft zu hassen. Aber jetzt ist er hier und übernachtet in unserer Wohnung, als würde er hierhergehören. Warum bin ich immer noch nicht darüber hinweg? Ich dachte, ich hätte das alles hinter mir gelassen. Aber jetzt ist er hier, also muss ich mich zusammenreißen. Denn die Alternative wäre einfach undenkbar. Die Alternative wäre, ihm zu sagen, dass ich ihn trotz meiner Wut immer noch liebe.

Grumpiness at first sight. That’s what I would call meeting my next-door neighbor. He is a cursed wolf. I know it because of the glowing scar that runs across his face. I know it because the witch inside of me is already dreaming up potions to heal him. I know it because the prophecy predicted that I would find someone like him. Cursed wolves are beasts with primal needs, to hunt, to kill, to mate. And something about my scent is triggering his darkest instincts. Strangely, I am not afraid of him. Instead, I feel attracted to him.

He bullied me into an arranged marriage. Humiliated and tormented me until the shame got the best of me. I escaped him, but now he’s here, living in my town, and working in my office. And now that we meet again…it’s about time I got some revenge. I know the game he plays, and it’s not easy for me to win it. I summon all my hatred for him, trying to not let him get under my skin. And yet, I can’t keep myself from wanting to look beneath his harshness. To see if somewhere, I can find another side to him. The sweet side that comes out only in the darkness.

He rejected me as his mate, destroyed my life utterly and completely. For years, I did everything I could to hate him with all I had. But now he’s right here, moving into my house as though he belongs here. Like a ghost from my past, suddenly thrown back into my life. It’s surprising how many details I thought I’d forgotten. His height, his curly dark hair, the speed with which he can grab my wrists. But whenever I meet his eyes, I see the only guy I ever wanted. I need to get myself together. Because the alternative is to tell him that underneath my anger, I still love him.