検索キーワード： ナレーター "Xander Marceaux" すべてのカテゴリー

When a single phone call turns Reagan Lindsey's entire world upside down, she heads straight for Dusk Valley—the last place her twin sister, Lainey, was seen alive—determined to find out what happened to her. She never anticipated seeing Finn Lawless again, the man who, seven years ago, gave her the most passionate night of her life.

It all started with the usual badgering phone call from my mother that had me spouting out the lie that I'd be bringing my boyfriend to my cousin's wedding. Only problem? I'm very much single. Roman Stone is the man I'd heard so much about but never met. Until he carries a bag of flour into my bakery. The size of a refrigerator, with tattoos and muscles to spare, he is something straight out of my fantasies. Add in his adorable pink puff of a daughter, and I'm smitten. Which is why I blurt out a request for him to attend the wedding with me.

Esme Salem wakes beneath the earth in a palace of obsidian and flame: the heart of the hidden dragon realm of Draethys. Her captor, Lord Daynthazar, the firstborn prince, claims their blood has been irreversibly bound. By ancient dragon law, that makes her part of his hoard. Trapped in a kingdom built on fire and fear, Esme must decide fast whether Dayn is her captor, her only chance to survive—or both.

I seduced a broken assassin. Now I'm pregnant with his baby. And they've ordered me to kill him. Ero Diamante is the Bratva's lost prince—a killer drowning in whiskey and false memories. Perfect for my mission: manipulate him, control him, make him kill for us. Then put a bullet in his skull. He doesn't remember me. Doesn't know I'm the ghost in his head. Every touch? A setup. Every kiss? A lie. Every "I love you"? A weapon.

Liam Lockhart avoids attachments, feelings, and anything he can't control—including me. He's a decade older, my brother's best friend, and so emotionally unavailable he might as well be a locked file marked Do Not Open. Two years ago, we kissed—hard, hot, unforgettable—until he shoved me away like I was a mistake he couldn't afford. So I did what any heartbroken writer would do: I turned him into the villain of my webcomic. Broody, smug, infuriating—and totally based on Liam. I thought I was subtle. I wasn't. Too bad he can't do anything about it.

I broke the code—touched my best friend's sister. Broke her heart—left her behind with my baby. Broke myself—became the monster I swore I'd never be. Six months in Russian hell turned me into Shakal. The Jackal. The one who laughs while bones snap. The one who kills for the Bratva crest on his chest. My dying best friend made me swear: Protect Vanya. Blood oath sealed in his last breath. Now she owns my nights. And I own the secret she's hiding.

When I'm charged with bringing back runaway Sloan Masters to her father, the instructions are disturbing: If you can't extract her, unalive her. I don't hurt women, I protect them. But I still have a job to do.

Dark mages don't deal in warnings—only executions. So when assassin-in-training Esme Salem is tasked with infiltrating a magical defense academy and eliminating Kieran Mazrov—a deadly mage with powers that could erase her kind from existence—it should be treacherous but simple. A poisonous jab to his throat. A garrote bracelet slit across his neck. No hesitation. What she doesn't expect is Professor Dayn.

"You think this is just a game, Gloria?" he growls, his grip tightening on my hips. "Your father is watching us consummate this engagement. Give him the show he wants." What starts as a humiliating order becomes eight hours of pleasure I never knew existed. I should hate him for claiming me like this. Instead, I'm addicted to every commanding touch. The perfect mafia princess doesn't fall for her family's sworn enemy. She doesn't fantasize about his punishment every night. And she sure as hell doesn't plot patricide with her forced fiancé.

The quiet little healer? She can't be my mate. My wolf was desperate—we were dying. Poisoned. Tortured. It's the only explanation. But when I wake up, she's there at my side, and my wolf is nearly feral, trying to get to her, stake his claim on her. But I push her away, because it's all too much, too soon. I'm not worthy of a mate. Especially not now that I'm scarred. I'm too broken, too ugly, too mean. Anything good in me was burned out a long time ago. No, she's better off without me. Now I just have to convince my wolf to let her go.

When I showed her heaven on earth, savagely claiming every inch of her sinful body, she had no idea who I really am—NYC's ruthless Mafia Don, feared by all. Believing she was a mole, I kidnapped her to face my fury. But at half my age, she's a feisty little spitfire with a mouth too smart for a 'dom' like me. The more she defied me, the more I wanted to bend her over my knee. So I punished her and taught her how to submit to my every command, making her beg for more.

After years of adoration and love—and lots of intimacy—my guys have a special holiday request. A little fae baby. Like a fool, I agree, but there’s no way I can choose who gets to be the father. So, my guys have come up with a solution. A series of trials will determine who’ll do the deed; namely, one in the bedroom that has me questioning if my lady parts are really up for this. Right now? Yeah, I can’t feel my legs.

Caught up in an MC war is no place for a wholesome kindergarten teacher. No place for an Angel. What if she sees the savage monster in me? But walking away isn’t an option. From the first touch, I’m doomed. Swallowed up by her goodness. Claiming Madeline is the only way to keep her safe. And make her mine.

On the worst day of my life, I let Anton Stepanov save me. One night of freedom—that’s all he offered. But what he ended up taking was so much more.

Fight like a man...or a girl disguised as one. I'm a princess disguised as a boy at a supernatural academy. But this isn't any normal school. We're training to be assassins. All I have to do is survive.

I walked in on my fiancé sleeping with my maid of honor on the day of our wedding. I did what anyone would do: threw my ring in his face and found somewhere quiet to cry.

Cade: The oldest. He wants to keep the old man away from his bonded spirit, Trey. The only problem is Trey has been assigned to catch Cyrus’ killer. Untamed. Cash: The businessman; the one who keeps Koyama' running in the black. He’s about to make the deal of a lifetime for a rare Japanese Black bull…and the woman who owns him. Desperate for Cash, Evie has no choice but to take Cash up on his offer. Bold.

Nico Morrelli. My blackmailer. A liar. I stole from him. And when he came to collect, the money was gone. I used it to try and save someone I loved, but it still wasn’t enough.

He’s my ex-boyfriend’s uncle. The man who dropped us off at prom. And I can’t stop thinking about him.

I’m Lilith Patience, The Sorcerer of Death and daughter of one of the most feared organizations known to man. After being thrust into the notorious world of Midnight Mayhem, I found myself coiled around a past that I want to forget and a future that could destroy me. I love two men, and they love me as much as they love each other, but when the demons of my past tighten their grip around my throat, will I finally let them strip away the layers of perfection to get to my rotten, withered soul? Maybe. Or maybe they’ll die trying.