Bücher der Reihe Never Say Never

Vom Jäger zum Gejagten. Wer wird am Ende überleben?Für wen schlägt Moiras Herz am meisten?Denn das Herz lügt nie, während der Verstand das Handeln bestimmt.Während Moira sich an ihr altes Leben erinnern kann, lassen Abtrünnige der Vanags ihr und Kestas keine Möglichkeit, um durchzuatmen. Auch Arunas will nicht tatenlos zusehen, wie sich die Vanags an Moira rächen. Dabei gehen die Vanags ziemlich gewissenlos vor. Mit jedem Tag droht das Geheimnis aufzufliegen und Kestas als der brutalste Serienmörder, der in die Geschichte Litauens eingeht, überführt zu werden.Werden Moira, Arunas und Magnus das verhindern können? Dies ist der finale Part der Romance-Thrill Romanreihe von Bildbestseller-Autorin Yuna Drake alias D.C. Odesza.

What's a girl to do when a hot stranger appears in her vacation cabin? Run. Probably. Or...I had it all planned out. A perfect getaway, in a perfect forest locale, with my perfect boyfriend. It should've been... perfect.Until he breaks up with me, leaving me all alone when a stranger walks in on me post-shower, getting a too-good look at my bare backside.I'm embarrassed and scared, but the bear spray might've been a bit overkill. Especially since this AirBnB mix-up is turning out to be the best thing that's ever happened to me. Maybe.Cole Harrington is grumpy and mysterious, grunting out one-word answers and definitely keeping secrets. But he's also got blue eyes that don't miss a thing, broad shoulders that carry the weight of the world, and a smile you have to work for. And he seems to hate everyone... but me. He even volunteers to be my fake boyfriend for my cousin-slash-nemesis's wedding.And that's when things really go wrong. Or right?I just have to keep reminding myself... it's all fake and very temporary. Don't fall for him, even if he's infinitely more loveable than he thinks he is. Especially when he kisses me fiercely and deeply and possessively.So, yeah... totally fake.Until he shows up at my house. Which is a total stalkerish red flag, right? But it doesn't feel like one. It feels like I'm... his. Probably.