S.J. Tilly Bücher

Mit siebzehn von zu Hause wegzulaufen, war für Payton nicht einfach. Die Jahre danach waren ebenso herausfordernd, doch mittlerweile geht es ihr relativ gut. Sie versucht, unter dem Radar zu bleiben und den Menschen aus dem Weg zu gehen. Als ein fremder Mann durch ihre offene Balkontür in ihr Leben tritt, sollte sie Angst haben, doch stattdessen ist sie fasziniert. Sie beginnt zu überlegen, ob sie die Kontrolle über ihr Leben zurückgewinnen kann, indem sie sich ihm öffnet. Nero hingegen hat mit dem ersten Leben, das er nahm, eine Entscheidung getroffen, die sein Schicksal besiegelt hat. Ein normales Leben ist für ihn unmöglich, und so gründete er Die Allianz, um sein Schicksal selbst zu bestimmen. Als er Payton begegnet, hätte er sofort gehen sollen, doch er bleibt. Dadurch gerät ihr Leben in Gefahr, aber für Nero ist klar: Wenn man als Bösewicht lebt, ist man bereit, alles zu tun, um das zu schützen, was einem gehört. Und Payton gehört ihm – ob sie es will oder nicht.

There are a few things that life doesn't prepare you for. Like what to do when a super-hot guy catches you sneaking around in his basement. Or what to do when a mysterious package shows up with tickets to a hockey game because, apparently, he's a professional athlete. Or how to handle it when you get to the game and realize he's freaking famous since half of the 20,000 people in the stands are wearing his jersey.I thought I was a well-adjusted adult, reasonably prepared for life. But one date with Jackson Wilder, a viral video, and a "I didn't know she was your mom" incident, and I'm suddenly questioning everything I thought I knew.But he's fun. And great. And I think I might be falling for him. But I don't know if he's falling for me too, or if he's as much of a player off the ice as on.

I have a nice life - living in my hometown, owning the coffee shop I've worked at since I was 16. It's comfortable. On paper. But I'm tired of doing everything by myself. Tired of being in charge of every decision in my life. I want someone to lean on. Someone to spend time with. Sit with. Hug. And I really don't want to go to my best friend's wedding alone. So, I signed up for a dating app, and agreed to meet with the first guy that messaged me. And now here I am, at the bar. Only it's not my date that just sat down in the chair across from me. It's his dad. And holy hell, he's the definition of Silver Fox. If a Silver Fox can be thick as a house, have piercing blue eyes and tattoos from his neck down to his fingertips. He's giving me Big Bad Wolf vibes. Only instead of running, I'm blushing. And he looks like he might just want to eat me whole.

Okay, so, my bad for assuming the guy I was going on a date with wasn't married. And my bad for taking him to a friend's house for dinner, only to find out my friend is also friends with his wife. Because, in fact, he is married. And she happens to be at my friend's house because her husband was busy working. Confused? So am I. Unsurprisingly, my date's wife is super angry about finding out that her husband is a cheating asshole. Girl, I get it. Then, to make matters more convoluted, there is the man sitting next to my date's wife. A man named King, who is apparently her brother, and who lives up to his name. And since my date is a two-timing prick, I'm not going to feel bad about drooling over King, especially since I'll never see him again. Or at least I don't plan to. I plan to take an Uber to the cheater's apartment to get my car keys. I plan for it to be quick. And if I had to list a thousand possible outcomes... witnessing my date's murder, being kidnapped by his killer, and then being forced to marry the super attractive but clearly deranged crime lord, would not have been on my Bingo card. But alas, here I am.