検索キーワード： ナレーター "Tomás" すべてのカテゴリー

Conman, jailbird, rookie, agent, fugitive . . . I've worn a whole lot of labels over the past year. But the Consilium, AKA the heinous secret league of power-hungry psychos that has been covertly pulling the world's strings for decades, has slapped a few more on me: abnormality, keystone of evil...

Love can sneak up on you at the most inconvenient time. I've sacrificed everything to build Rainbow Dorset University into the beacon of safety and excellence that it's become. While my university thrives, all I have to show for my personal life are three grown kids who barely speak to me and an ex-wife who screams at me every chance she can get.

Rendon may be a virgin but Nash is the one who has no clue what he's doing. Rendon: Nash is football royalty in this town and has an ego to match. We met at a party—the last place I wanted to be. Full of confident swagger, the campus playboy approached me. It was hard to believe he was...

Baby: I'm a stickler for rules, and for good reason. My roommates might not agree, but I think they're a necessity. Which is exactly why crushing on the one straight guy in the apartment is a terrible idea. Logan Matthews is a rule breaker. He's shirtless at inappropriate times, allergic to...

We're friends, teammates—and we hook up. Often. Shaw: He's intense and the heat of his stare is hot enough to set fires. The first time we got together, it was a spontaneous earth-shattering moment. I wanted more. So, of course I popped the question. "Yours or mine for round two?" That’s...

Blaire has always been a dreamer. She built her little ice cream truck with its crazy flavors, from the ground up. Who wouldn't want to eat something called Unicorn Daydream, or Bumblebuzz Swirl? Whimsy and fun are her middle names, after all. And she's been dreaming of the day her motorcycle riding, bad boy...but secretly good boy...mechanic drifts into town to rescue her from the life of singlehood. So when her truck is broken into and she discovers a brand new mechanic with just the right arm tattoo...Blaire is convinced her dreams are suddenly coming true.

Beauty isn't always whole. Shilo I've always been the outcast—awkward, invisible, a loser. My pet rat and my computer are my only friends. I've accepted the fact that I'll probably die a lonely virgin—until I pick up the hottest man I've ever met for a ride home. An impulsive invitation, a...

It doesn’t matter that I was the number one draft pick in the NHL or that I’m projected to be the next great generational player, because none of it is enough to impress my childhood crush back in my hometown. Sam used to mock me for being like a Disney Princess with my uncanny knack for finding animals in need. And being home in Colorado for the summer, I’m bound to run into him now that he runs the animal shelter where I used to volunteer. Where I used to try to get his attention every chance I had.

Getting traded to the worst team in the league isn't the end of the world. Except my arch nemesis plays for the Nashville Knights. I had it all with the Black Diamonds. Star player. Friends. Family. Guys to keep the bed warm. With one hit, I got knocked out and the team sent me packing. Straight...

The boundaries of our friendship are tested and lines are crossed. RUSH: I'm in love with my best friend. There wasn't an exact moment when I fell for him. It was something that grew and evolved over time. He loves me back, but it'll never be more than platonic. It can't be because he's straight...

In one month, I turn thirty-five with my virginity still intact. Is there anything more embarrassing than knowing most of my French students have gotten more action than me? Je suis triste. When I accidentally reveal this secret to my close friend and co-worker Seamus, South Rock's baseball coach, he offers to help me round the bases. It has to be a joke, because Seamus is one million percent straight. There's no way he'd want to fool around with a chubby language nerd like me, even though I've harbored a secret crush on him since the day he first walked into the teachers' lounge.

I should be a glitter bomb of excitement about my college friends getting married. But all I can think about is running into my uber-successful ex and his new boyfriend at the wedding . . . while I'm flying painfully solo. I need a plus one, stat. Enter Raleigh Marshall. As luck (or misfortune) would have it, a picture of me and South Rock High's too-blessed-to-be-stressed football coach accidentally finds its way on social media, making people believe we're an item. Raleigh is hot, charming, and one of South Rock's most popular teachers. The problem is that he knows it.

A long time ago, in a suburban high school not so far away, a closeted nerd (me) and a closeted soccer star (Hutch) fell in love and planned to make their public debut at prom. Until Hutch bailed at the last minute, leaving me with a broken heart and unworn tuxedo. Tale as old as time, right? I spent the past ten years working to forget Hutch, returning to our old high school to teach and make new memories that could erase ones of him. I thought Hutch was ancient history, off living his professional athlete life. 

My entire life has been one steady plan after another. Go to college. Get married. Have a successful career. More than a decade goes by, and my entire world is rocked in more ways than one. Everything I thought I knew is ripped from under me in one fell swoop. Then I meet him: the enticing man behind the camera with the boyish grin and charismatic energy who makes me question everything. He was only supposed to be a means to an end. But what I got was so much more.

I wasn't prepared for her . . . She just got me to pay three times as much as I wanted for a company I'll buy and destroy. She knows who I am. The bratva doesn't scare her. Intelligent, brave, and unstoppable. I'll make her mine. She doesn't know it yet, but we're soulmates. I'll take her to her limits. Then give her all her heart desires.

I’m the fun one. The loud one. The overly opinionated one with no filter. I’ve been unapologetically me since day one, and it hasn’t been easy. Kicked out of my home when I was sixteen, I chose to be alone rather than not be my true self. I found my family now and a job I love. I have everything, and yet I’m still an outcast in so many ways...

Westly: The fall from NHL superstar to domestic disaster was swift and painful. When I became the legal guardian of my five younger siblings, I had no idea what I was doing. One year later, I'm still lost. Coaching CU's hockey team might be the only thing I'm excelling at. But when our star...

Of course, I've noticed Angel and Devil noticing me. I've felt their eyes and the deep pulse of their heated wanting. I've also seen plenty of men coming and going from their house all summer long, year after year, and I don't want to be one in a long line. The energy of Palm Island is so strong, it's hard not to get swept up in it sometimes. Temporary lust, the hedonistic thrill of excess I'm only human after all. But something stops me every time I want to give in and let go.

Finally, he's mine, and I can say that out in public. Luke McDowell, one of the most beloved public figures in America, is mine. Forever. At least that's what we said. But love is different in the harsh glare of the spotlight. Sometimes it feels like the whole world's against us. Now our unofficial honeymoon is over. Luke is back at Evermore, trying to live the life he had before he met me. Trying to say "yes" to his calling. I can't tell how this will play out.

You think you know me. That's the way I want it. Making you feel like we know each other - like we could go grab a beer sometime - is part of my job. Maybe the most vital part. It doesn't hurt that I'm easy on the eyes, single at 35, and born richer than sin. My aesthetic matters much more than it should, but all the better for my worthy cause. And it's a worthy cause. I've made an art out of making you feel good, and my influence makes you want to be good. Good like me. You think you know me, but you don't. Everyone has secrets. Mine could cost me everything.