検索キーワード： "hunter" ロマンチックコメディ

HUNTER: Eu tinha tudo e adorava a sensação de poder, mas era inevitável ser consumido pelo passado. Estava prestes a dar um fim ao meu caos particular quando ela surgiu. HALLE: Eu o observava desde criança. Não sabia ao certo em que momento me senti atraída, ou quando passei a guardar fotografias dele. Talvez fosse o seu passado sombrio, a rebeldia ou o mistério que exalava em cada poro.

Nolan Brooks is off-limits. Sure, he's insanely attractive and funny, and I might have almost gone home with him one night to relieve a little stress. Big deal. It was all just a momentary lapse in judgment...just like the kiss we shared. He's my temporary roommate while I wait for my new apartment to be ready. That's it. He's doesn't do relationships, and he doesn't do attachments. So what if I have a crush on him? We'll only be there for two months. Surely I can survive that long.

Sutton Barnes thinks he’s prince charming, but he’s really the prince of hell. He’s egotistical. A user. A complete douchecanoe. And unfortunately now my coworker. Did I mention he’s also my new roommate? It’s all because I can’t turn down a challenge. I never have, and I won’t start now. When Sutton bets me I can’t live in the same apartment as him and resist the “temptation”...well, game on. He’ll be the first to cave. There is no way I’m falling for his charm...not again.

I'm sick of being alone, sick of being ignored by my alien "husband," Xade, and exhausted from always being as nice as possible. When the local alien wildlife starts rampaging, all I see is a golden opportunity to finally get some alone time with him on a mission, convince Xade to be my friend… and maybe more. Xade's grumpy demeanor brings out another side of me, though, and I start to realize saying "no" is a skill I need to work on.

Vampire bounty hunter Nathaniel Newburg follows his mark into Nocturne Falls, a place where it's easy for anyone to hide and blend in. At first it seems as though he has his prey cornered, only to confront a beautiful feline-shifter, Camille Nahuel, instead. She dances around the floor with sultry steps, instructing a ballroom class, and dances around his heart even faster. Oh, tango, the game is on. Can Nathaniel control his annoyance long enough to finish his job and save his love?

Isobel: I’m on the run from my evil stepmother, but no one can know. Least of all my new boss, Hunter Dawkins. We might have had one amazing night together, but the next morning he went colder than a Wall Street banker’s heart during a charity ball. Hunter: I have big plans for my large-animal veterinary clinic, and they don’t include taking on a gorgeous, fast-talking city-slicker for a summer intern. The fact that she’s got legs for days and curves that could make a grown man weep? Or that we spent one unforgettable night together? Doesn’t mean a thing.

Hope Barlowe is a vow away from a lakeside wedding to her high school sweetheart. Next, check off her follow-up dreams: two kids, a dog, a home, and a happy ever after. But suddenly, ever after seems like a very long time. Instead of saying I do, Hope thinks I can’t and bolts for the woods—right into the unpredictable life of a handsome tattooed hiker.

The daughter of an outlaw father and a mother with forbidden magic, she’s lived for years with her best friend - a sassy horse - and siblings hidden in the mountains. Away from the rest of the world and the rules that would see her mother executed. When a band of hunting slave traders force her hand, she becomes their unwilling captive, headed to the Trand market as their newest, and least cooperative, product.

One moment, I was a normal (if somewhat germaphobic) math teacher getting ready for summer vacation. Then my sister died, leaving me with a sword...and her destiny as dragon hunter. It turns out there's a whole other world out there filled with demons, dragons, and spirits. Now my job is to protect mortals - and I haven't got a clue what I'm doing. Then there's tattooed hotness Ian Iskander. Part dragon hunter and part demon, Ian's got some seriously creepy business associates and keeps trying to steal my sword. So why do we keep getting lost in hungry, crazy-hot kisses?

When three-times-engaged Penny Farthing dumps her latest loser fiancé the day before her wedding, she packs a bag and prepares to jet off on her honeymoon with her best friend. Her plans go awry when she bumps into global superstar Dan Scott in the airport and finds herself agreeing to spend the next week with him and his family in his private villa, pretending to be his fiancée.

I've waited years for my drop-dead sexy boss, Tristan Hunter, to notice me as something other than his right-hand gal. But though his dog is deeply in love with me, Tristan and I seem doomed to the friend zone. Until the night we kiss... It's all a ruse, of course - our make-out session is for the benefit of the two heartbreakers who dumped us - but very real sparks fly when his lips meet mine. At least...they're real for me.

I flew across the country with one goal in my mind: finish my book...and perhaps lick the wounds of my shredded heart. My editor was screaming for the first draft, my agent was nagging for teasers, and my publisher was reminding me that my strict deadline was only weeks away. However, there was a dilemma: I had writer's block. Just as I was about to call in defeat, I spotted him: the bearded, tattooed man who lives in the glasshouse next door. He was in a twist with a pretty blonde. I should have respected his privacy. But he was my inspiration. My next alpha male book boyfriend.

The plan: a month in Sweden to jump-start my photojournalism career. Not in the plan: the hot, grumpy neighbor across the hall... It was a chance to follow my heart. With my camera and an around-the-world ticket, I arrived in Stockholm with a plan to satisfy my wanderlust to build my dream career. Then I met Niklas, my hot, moody neighbor with questionable manners and a fresh gash over his eye. I thought I knew where I was going when I left my old life behind. But what if my heart wants two different things?

They say Rafe Hunter is trouble with a capital T. I say - bring it on. As long as Trouble comes in a package as delicious as Rafe’s, I’m ready to climb on his Harley and ride all night long - and I’m not just talking about his motorcycle. I can hide out until the scandal with my evil ex blows over and have a wild rebound at the same time. Besides, I’ve got no heart left to break. My ex made sure of that. As long as Rafe and I keep our no-strings fling from our families, what can possibly go wrong?

Deacon Hunter is domineering, condescending, and infuriating. And yet I can’t seem to keep my panties on for five minutes when we’re alone together. He keeps melting them right off. With that sexy voice, those confident hands, the way he brings my body wildly to life, he’s proved my libido hasn’t gone into permanent post-divorce hibernation after all.

Publicist Hannah can’t believe her luck at a celebrity client lending her a newly renovated luxury penthouse apartment while she gets settled into her new life in New York City and puts her broken heart behind her. What she doesn’t expect is the group of fellow residents who object to their new neighbour, led by the curmudgeon in the penthouse next door…

Real scholars know that supernatural beings don't exist. But the moment I meet Archer Andras of the Storm Dragons, all my academic training goes out the window. Thanks to Mr. Tall, Dark, and Infuriating, I'm learning that I really should worry about those things that go bump in the night... and that dragons like Archer are 100 percent pure trouble. Now, I'm caught in the middle of a war. On one side is Archer. On the other is his twin brother. And I am the key to translating an ancient text that could bring balance - or deadly ruin - to our world.

The last thing Ophelia Westcott expects when she moves into her new home is to see a drop-dead gorgeous bearded hulk of a man mowing his lawn. She doesn’t have the heart for love or even lust, not after her last boyfriend dumped her. No, she’s here to focus on living a quiet life, working as an online clothing stylist and avoiding men like the hottie next door. It doesn’t matter that her new neighbor is a former Navy SEAL, or that he grows the most beautiful azaleas and looks like he might just be capable of killing a woman with pleasure in bed.

For six generations, the women of wine country have had a saying: don’t bang a Hunter man unless you want a bun in your oven. Yeah, well. I’ve got a saying too: no thanks. The last thing I need is baby makes three. My business is expanding, and the only thing I’m interested in getting knocked up is my bottom line. But then one night, Emma Haverford makes me an offer I can’t refuse - she backs away from the land I have my eye on in exchange for a favor...a big, fat, baby-making favor....