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

I didn't mean to catch Emperor Radakk's eye. As a reluctant spy aboard the human worldship, my life depends upon my ability to go unnoticed, to be nothing but a lonely shadow moving about the ship as I collect intel for my mutinous father. But when I'm caught spying on Emperor Radakk, the huge muscular Darrvason takes an immediate interest in me. He prevents my arrest, but his help comes at a price: me. Turns out, the Darrvasons are low on females, and I'm soon selected as his mate.

I made a deal with a sorcerer. I'll help him stop an evil nobody even knows exists yet. In exchange, he'll set me free of the monster that lives inside me. Sounds like a sweet deal, right? I thought so, but there's one thing I forgot to think about: Ax Creed.

Leo Talbot and I were high school sweethearts who promised to love each other forever. Until I discovered love is a lie, and that promise was broken. When he shows up in town with his little girl who I can’t help but adore, it’s impossible not to get swept up in the hope of a second chance. And Leo makes it clear he’s determined to break down my walls, rebuild my trust in love, and prove to me that our promise was never really broken. With years of heartache and pain between us, can I let Leo stand beside me as I face the ghosts of my past?

The day before Ginger's family left Fairhaven Falls in disgrace, she made the mistake of kissing her older brother's best friend. It was the best—and most embarrassing—moment of her life, but she never thought she'd see the big minotaur again.

A marriage of convenience is one thing… but falling for your fake wife is all kinds of complicated. Being married for a year is the only way to claim my inheritance. I couldn't care less about the money. It's not like I even knew my grandparents. I wasn't even considering it until Monroe volunteered. Sweet, sweet, Monroe. I've never let myself consider her as an option for me. She's been tucked safely away in a box labeled forbidden. That is until she takes my last name.

They're brilliant surgeons with stethoscopes and six-pack abs, but beneath those arrogant smirks, these men are hiding hearts encased in ice. Haunted by past tragedies, they've sworn off love, convinced they're better off alone. Get ready for sparks to fly as witty banter leads to smoldering chemistry, and these guarded surgeons find themselves falling for the women who dare to mend their broken hearts.

It was dark, and in my defense, he was tall, muscled, and smelled like the most tempting sin. I couldn't resist, and the second he touched me, I knew I was never going to be the same. It was a night filled with the kind of intensity a woman could only ever dream of. Nothing could have tainted such perfectness. At least, that's what I thought. Because the delicious man I let rail me into oblivion isn't the perfect stranger I thought he was. No, he's anything but.

I thought this was the best way to save them. The four men that keep me grounded, rooted to the core of my history, my legacy, and I'll save them no matter the cost. Truths uncovered lead to more secrets, more lies, more pain, and the tangled web of Echoes Cove has me trapped tighter in its bindings. The monsters of this world have no idea how far I'm willing to go. How hard I'm willing to fight.

Women throw themselves at me, hoping I'll take them home that night. Whispers from the NHL say I'm the one to watch. And the weight of each game is on my shoulders because if our opposing team scores… that's on me. All the things that keep me up at night are probably someone else's dreams. From the moment I saw Ryann Denver in my Business 101 class, I was intrigued and determined to get to know her. Unlike most girls at Brooks, she hates athletes. When I introduced myself to her, she made it perfectly clear that she was not interested.

I've been told all my life that love is a weakness in our world. That couldn't be further from the truth, but that's only half of what I need to finish the job. Power—it's the only thing some people understand besides money. I'm not worried; power is one thing I'm not lacking in this fight. That's what comes with being the sole heir to two criminal empires and making friends in all the right places. Now that all the pieces are set, it's finally time to shake things up in this criminal world and bring an end to the era of the Five Families.

I knew him only as Van Gogh. A tortured artist who owned the night as he moved through the shadows, cloaked in hate and madness. He was a vicious vigilante—a serial arsonist who thrived on the fear he triggered with a single match between his tattooed knuckles. We were told to lock our doors and stay inside. I wanted to. I really did. But then I saw his eyes, burning like embers as he watched me through the smoke. And like the flames at his feet, I delighted in his attention. I became his muse. His passion. His obsession. His perfectly flawed flower. But that was years ago.

I should have known better, I should have seen the signs, but now all I'm left with is heartache and disappointment. They may think they've got the better of me, but I won't go down without a fight. Especially when it comes to the ones I love. Even if I have to protect them from themselves.

Angry. Wild. Loose cannon. As one of college hockey's most feared defensemen, I've been told I'm all those things and more. The ice is the only place where I can take my anger out on other people and get applauded for it. The rougher I play, the dirtier I am, the more praise I get. I suppose the same could be said about me in the bedroom. I'm not the dude you want your daughter bringing home to meet you. Because your angel? Well, I'll make sure her halo is crooked by the time I'm done with her. I've met my match.

From a young age, the only thing in life I've ever taken seriously is hockey. I'm not the guy anyone—besides family and teammates—can count on. This is all true. At least, until a certain curly-haired, blue-eyed goddess comes to me looking for an easy hookup. And hook her up I do. But what's supposed to be a one-night stand doesn't stop at one night. What's meant to be easy sure as hell gets complicated fast. It becomes clear that Addison LaConte is just as much my savior as she is my demise.

The rundown human worldship is a bleak place, but it's my home, and it's where all the people I care about live. My mother, my sister, my students, and my sweet fiancé, Nathan. I never imagined I'd be forced to leave...forced to become the mate of a barbaric Darrvason admiral.

After getting hit with betrayal, lies, and loss, I've bloodied my hands and crowned myself the queen of the Caprioni family. I may sit on the throne, but it doesn't mean matters within the family have gotten better. The writing is on the wall, and I'm damn tired of being the mouse in this game the founding families are playing. Allies are appearing to help expose the truth of what's really going on behind the scenes, exposing those who thought they could hide from me.

I heard the stories about Savage Ax. They're whispered among vampires everywhere in the Hidden Realm. He's dangerous, merciless, a predator even among monsters…but nobody told me that he was dangerously sexy, too. Now, on top of having to go searching for a vampire out there in the human world infested with sorcerers, I have to do it with him by my side.

The Goal: Find a fake girlfriend to prove to my boss I’m not a flight risk. The Plan: Blackmail Sloan Zehler when I catch her messing with my brother’s car. The Agreement: Five Dates. The Execution: Pretend to date, pretend to care for each other, but no sex. And definitely don’t fall in love.

Dear Lydia, I need help with my neighbor. She doesn’t like me, but I can’t stop thinking about having sex with her. Half of me wants to screw her, and the other half wants to choke her. Or choke her while I screw her. How do I put her out of my mind?

It started with a not-so-innocent text I sent to the guy I was casually dating. Things had been moving slowly, and it was time to spice things up. Me: I need you to come over. I want to feel you inside me. Him: Who is this? Me: Indy. Who’s this? Him: Wrong number. Me: Oh crap. I’m sorry. Him: I’m not. What’s your address? Now, I have to decide whether I want to block him and text the guy I meant to in the first place. Or do something outrageously bold and tell him to come over. Me: . . .