検索キーワード： ナレーター "Tor Thom" すべてのカテゴリー

I learned long ago that I could look - but never touch. My father made it clear: I was no longer his son if I ever sinned with a man. But Connor Strong took hold of my heart the moment I saw him. And he made that sin sound so sweet. Connor makes sparks fly whenever he touches me. He teaches me, slowly and tenderly, and shows me exactly what he needs. He tells me I'm the perfect boyfriend, except for one thing. I'm not out. I can't be.

Princess. That's what the club calls me. I'm not frilly, into pink, or expect a man to woo me with chocolates and flowers. I don't need candlelit dinners and long walks on the beach. I'm not the girl you take home to your parents. I like wild, fun, and good times. I'm the kind of girl you put on the back of your bike and ride through the night...in more ways than one. I like the wind in my hair and the open road before me. I was born a biker princess and I'll be one until the day I die. The man in my life can try to tame me, but he'll have one hell of a fight on his hands.

I was the devil. The worst kind of man for her. I knew the truth would make her hate me. But, I still wanted her to be mine. My goddess. Damn, I'd never wanted a woman the way I wanted her. One simple kiss could scorch my mind clean of everything I knew. That was what she did to me. She took me out of the real world, where I was a mobster and she was a cop. I was the imposter who lied to her....

I left for Cali the night of my graduation with nothing but a pink boa, a pair of strappy gold heels, and my silver eye shadow from Sally Beauty Supply. Now at 26, I've got more Grammys than Madonna and a growing empire. Fame was everything I expected and nothing that I ever wanted. At the end of the day, I'm on my own, with an overbearing manager and security team as my only friends. I made this life, and now I live in it alone. That's when Fox Lee appears - out of nowhere - tall and gorgeous with salt-and-pepper hair and a wicked smile.

I broke Zane Chase's heart on the night of my high school graduation. I played straight for years, pushing love away at every turn. I created a picture perfect life - I built a billion dollar company, married a good girl, had a kid. I hid myself for decades, and I got exactly what I wanted. But it all came crashing down. My company fired me, the wife ditched my gay a$s and took our daughter with her. The only place to go is home. My first night Abingdon, I run right into Zane. His crystal blue eyes and sculpted body wake something deep inside of me.

I don't do relationships. I've been abandoned all my life, and I don't trust a soul except my own damn self. But there's something different about Jack Chance. From his lithe, gymnast's body to his soulful hazel eyes, he's everything I never knew I wanted. When he's wrapped up in my arms, begging for more, everything seems right about the world. I'm not boyfriend material - everyone in Abingdon knows that. I've got a moonshine-making hillbilly family, a heart hardened by war, and I walk into burning buildings for a living. Oh, and I'm still in love with my best friend.

I was tired of working the police beat in Northern Cali. Exhausted - my whole body was yearning for a place I hadn't been in years, my old home. When my mama died, I knew I had to come back, and a pay bump and new job as police chief sealed the deal. I got away from heartbreak. I always promised myself I wouldn't come back. But Kendall Vincent - he might just get me to stay for good. But when two gay kids get hurt bad by a gang of thugs, I realize that Abingdon needs me far more than I thought.

Mach Powers lives the dream. What more could he want? He’s Dimefront’s guitarist, lives by his own rules, and gets pretty much everything he wants. But there is one issue. When he swipes right for a pretend publicity date with a fan, he falls straight into dinner with Darla Davis. His world is suddenly out of whack, and everything he thought he wanted goes out the window.

Warlord Tane of Atlan is a warrior, not a prince. So why is he wearing these ridiculous white pants and gold-trimmed jacket? And gods help him, why are there hundreds of females in glittering gowns, circling like vultures, expecting him to dance? The human producers of the Bachelor Beast television show thought this would be a good idea; dress up an unmated Warlord like a fairytale prince, invite hundreds of eligible human women to a “Cinderella Ball,” turn on their cameras, and record everything. And then he sees her. His mate. The only female who can tame his beast.

They begin as rescued and rescuer, slowly growing from 12 and 16. He’s not allowed to touch her. She’s convinced he is the one. But as each day dawns on his illegal existence, Aslans’s secrets creep ever closer, the death he ran from hunts ever faster, and the darkness that he can’t get free of finally finds him. And it costs him everything.

Cormac of Styx Legion knows his value to his people. He is an enforcer, a weapon to be wielded. Nothing more. He is accepted but not loved. Feared but not welcomed. He is brutal, efficient and utterly alone. When he receives a coded message claiming he has been matched with an Interstellar Bride, he knows the match must be a terrible miscalculation. When his bride turns out to be an innocent young human, there is nothing he can do but protect her until the error can be corrected.

She was supposed to spend a few days wandering around with her twin sister, seeing the sights, expanding her horizons. The trip was supposed to be a much needed break from the hectic schedule she was keeping in school. She was only nineteen. She had plans. Finish college. Medical school. Husband. House. Two-point-five perfect kids and a golden retriever named Buddy. All that changed with one roar of pain. She heard him. A beast. He was out of control, locked behind an impenetrable wall, alone. Suffering the agony of mating fever.

The end is near for me, Lexianne Monarch. I can feel it in the depths of my veins while my mind prepares for the physical, emotional, and mental constraints that would do everything to prevent my King from losing this battle that is inches from being won. Enemies will rise to the surface. Allies will sacrifice anything to get me to that sacred spot that holds the very key to the valley. I’m destined to succumb to the hands of my Alpha savior, all in hopes of giving the crown of domination to the rightful owner of Demon Valley Pack.

One signature. That’s all it took for my life to be turned upside down. Now I belong to the ISC. At least, that’s what I thought, until they shoved me into the cell of a giant, hyena-like alpha with a possessive streak and filthy sense of humor.

Evaline Manor was sure she'd lived the worst day of her life when she witnessed the death of her father and narrowly avoided a brutal attack. Now she's trapped in the kingdom ruled by her aunt and uncle who are desperate to keep her docile and marry her off. She's determined to utilize her combat training to escape Kembertus and flee to one of the neighboring kingdoms.

My new co-worker … not a fan. Well, I do like the way he looks, the way he moves, and the way his forearms flex when he rolls the sleeves of his dress shirt up. But I hate how much pleasure he takes when he makes fun of me for using a matchmaker. I’ve always gone after what I want. Why should love be any different?

He’d never had something to himself, never even dared to dream about owning something so precious. He was the unwanted bastard son who’d always had to content himself with the leftovers of others. And now, they’d given him what only a few weeks ago had been out of his reach, someone he wasn’t even allowed to admire from afar and one of their most prized possessions.

I miss alcohol. The craving claws against my stomach every day. And being in this rehab center doesn’t help. No one understands how it feels to not be able to save someone you love. And a patient here, Sunnie, she tries to make me feel better. She reads a damn book to me every chance she gets, and it grinds my nerves. Who the hell is that happy? She makes me want to drink. Then, she shares her pain, and I realize her bright disposition is a mask. I find myself wanting to make her smile, to make her happiness permanent.

Coy is not just the small-town, literal boy next door. He’s a heartbreaking, womanizing, mischief-making (and delicious) man and was all of those things well before he became a hot-shot country music sensation. He’s a dream standing in her doorway with no shirt, messy hair, and a “Do you wanna"? grin. But he’s also a nightmare for her heart, and she knows it. Their enemies-to-lovers relationship always ends the same way - heavy on the enemies, light on the lovers. So, why is she still standing there?

When he found the Brothers by Blood MC, he was given a second chance at a family. He was given time to redeem himself and be the brother he couldn't be before. It was there he found Meyah—everything he wanted but didn't deserve.