U vrijeme političkih previranja i niza malverzacija, mladi agent tajne Škotske službe dobija zadatak da se infiltrira u Ameriku postajući sjena najmlađeg senatora, tridesetpetogodišnjeg Nicka. Senator Nick je čovjek čiji prljavi prsti dosežu čak i do Ujedinjenog kraljevstva raspirujući mržnju i potežući pitanje nezavisnosti Škotske. To ne bi bio posao kojim bi se bavila tajna Škotska služba na teritoriji Amerike da se senator Nick ne bavi trgovinom bijelim robljem koja se odvija na tržištu između Amerike i Škotske. U žarištu potrage za dokazima protiv senatora upada njegova djevojka Jordan Donovan. Kada Nick misteriozno nestane, Jordan potpuno nesvjesna njegovih prljavih poslova okrivljuje samo jednu osobu, njegovog „prijatelja" Adama. Nakon što njena prijateljica Sheena odseli u Škotsku radi osvete, Jordan je odlazi posjetiti. Na tom putovanju ona nakon tri godina prvi put sreće Adama. Da li će njena mržnja prema njemu nadjačati sirovu požudu koja je gura njemu u naručje svakog puta kada ga ugleda?

Siena je hrabra, hladna, ravnodušna... Ona je žena koju volite i mrzite. Ona je plaćeni ubojica i naučila je živjeti s tim. Nitko joj ne treba. Uživa u samoći. Uživa u poslu (?)

The research team came down on the unexplored planet in order to gather information about it.

Moj top 10 - izjave koje se ne bi smjele reći spisateljima.

Priča kroz različite perspektive prati različite likove koji žive u različitim vremenima. Poveznica među njima biva spoznaja da su svi (ne) izravno bili svjedoci strane sile s neba koja uzima živa bića protiv njihove volje.

Šta se desi kada spojite dvoje tvrdoglavih mladih ljudi, punih besa i grižnje savesti? Dodate tome nekoliko tajni, uzajamnu netrpeljivost i prstohvat nepoverenja. Pomešte sa šačicom malobrojnih prijatelja, gomilom problema i nekim ne baš legalnim radnjama... Začinite sa bezbroj užarenih pogleda i dodira, i nekoliko urnebesnih prepucavanja. A zatim ih ostavite da se krčkaju u tišini zamračene sobe, povremeno proveravajući da ne planu od požude. Savršen recept za priču u kojoj ćete uživati a zatim tražiti još... **********U PRIPREMI ZA ŠTAMPU**********

Mi ne želimo vidjeti! Mi ne želimo čuti! Postoji svijet skriven u okvirima našega. Nismo ga svjesni, zato uništavamo sve one koji se razlikuju. Jesam li dobila vašu pažnju? Odlično jer u mraku naših umova oni su iskra protkana iluzijom.

Krenete na jednogodišnje putovanje sa nadom da ćete usavršiti engleski jezik i usput imati malo zabave. Ustvari završite sa opakim neprijateljem, brdom laži, i.. I novom ljubavi? "Where will I be 365 days from now? Tell me how will I feel?"

Only sample chps. Annabelle finds out that she is not the real daughter of the Alpha at her werewolf pack. As the world she knows comes collapsing down, she has to hide from the Demon Lord who is determined to find her. Will the Werewolf King yield to the Demon Lord's ultimatum and give her to the enemy or will she be the cause of a looming war between the two species? More importantly, who is Belle and what does the Demon Lord want with her? Belle's meeting with the Werewolf King does not go very well, she finds him to be an arrogant bastard! Worse still, he wants nothing to do with her. "Why do I feel you're my mate? What have you done to me? "bellowed the King. "How do you know I am not your mate?" I asked, growling in frustration. I did not want to be his mate any more than he wanted me to be his, but his cocky attitude was getting to me. "Because you are not even a werewolf," he grunted, his black irises shimmering dangerously. "You're a liar," I screamed not caring that I was talking to the most lethal creature in the world. He roared in laughter, the sound of which irritated the hell out of me. Aargh! How I wanted to rip his heart out even as I wanted to glue my body to his and stay there forever, basking in his scent. I was so mad that I wanted to show him how wrong he was. Soon, he would be sorry, he would kneel and beg for my forgiveness. The mental image of him on his knees made my lips twitch with amusement. I started phasing out to my wolf form, and when I stood in all my glory, I prowled and preened to show off my beautiful fur. He laughed even harder. I simply wanted to kill him. Yes, my wolf was small, but it existed. Why the hell wasn't he on his knees then? "As I said, you're not a werewolf," he repeated. Huh, what did he mean by that?