Showing results for "obsession" in Gothic

Cruelty is his middle name, and I'm at his mercy. My father has kept me locked away in an ivory tower. I thought he wanted to protect me, but he only wanted to protect his asset. An untouched, sheltered mob princess is worth a lot of money to the right buyer. My father's greed means Sicily is no longer big enough for him. I'm shipped across the Atlantic to Boston to marry a man I've never met, whose reputation for cruelty reaches as far as the shores of Sicily.

I felt his eyes on me everywhere I went. I recognized his smell lingering within my home. I even sensed his presence in my sleep. It was too late by the time I found the monster hiding under my bed. He had wedged himself into my life, cornering me with nowhere to run. The worst part? The world adored him, but no one knew the devil lurking underneath the beautiful mask—no one except for me.

She's finally under my complete control, yet it's not enough. I hold her body captive but not her heart. She has no money. Nowhere to go. No one to turn to for help. She knows I took everything from her to make her mine, so she fights me at every turn. This began as a game, but she needs to understand that I will do anything to win. Anything. She is my possession. Nothing, and no one, not even her, will keep us apart. One way or another, I'll get what I want. And I want her...all of her.

I’m an imposter, a fraud, unwanted...but that won’t stop me from claiming her. She is part of a tortured past I’d rather forget. I will never forgive myself for living when my brother died. As a penance, I’m forced to live his life. To claim what should have been his birthright. Soon, I will join the most powerful men in the world as a member of The Order of the Silver Ghost. Into this opulent nightmare of my own making, she reappears. She will be both my salvation...and my damnation.

I used her body like an altar. Now she’s here for confession. I left my past behind. Then she walked into my church. Once, I was Bane Blackwolf—heir to a legacy of blood and sin. A monster in the making. Instead, I chose the cloth over the crown, buried my name, and became Father Blackwood. For years, I was in control of my darker nature. Until her. Moira. The woman with a sinner’s mouth and a body made for worship. The woman who doesn’t know it was me behind the mask that night—me who had her on her knees, begging.

Grausamkeit ist sein zweiter Vorname, und ich bin ihm ausgeliefert. Mein Vater hat mich in einem goldenen Käfig gehalten. Ich dachte, er wollte mich beschützen, aber er wollte nur ein Auge auf seinen wertvollsten Besitz haben. Eine unberührte, behütete Mafia-Prinzessin ist dem richtigen Käufer eine Menge Geld wert. Die Gier meines Vaters führte dazu, dass Sizilien nicht mehr groß genug für ihn war. Ich werde über den Atlantik nach Boston verschifft, um einen Mann zu heiraten, den ich nie kennengelernt habe aber dessen grausamer Ruf bis an die Küsten Siziliens reicht.