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

Being the only daughter of one of the most powerful mafia families on the East Coast, my life was pretty much planned out for me. An arranged marriage to the son of another powerful family. But my heart had other plans. For as long as I could remember, I loved Dante Vitale, my brother's best...

I vowed never to belong to anyone again… Some promises are meant to be broken. At twenty-two, I've already had my share of hell with being forced into an arranged marriage with an abusive man by parents, who couldn't care less. But Whispering Grove is my fresh start. My own apartment. My...

Taking her was a means to an end. The task was to weed out the man who had stolen millions from us. He may have succeeded, but he'd pay with his life. Hiding from us was a grave error he'd regret soon enough because once he found out that we had taken the one thing he cared for as repayment...

Is accidentally summoning a hot monster at work a fireable offense? Asking for a friend… Becca loved books about women finding their fated mates. But since she was stuck in the real world, she figured she'd just have to focus her attention on being the best enchanted tomes librarian anyone had...

No woman wants a pity proposal. Just because I’m turning forty, dealing with perimenopause, and recently dumped another loser doesn’t mean I need rescuing—especially not by my best friend. But when Dallas Gamble blurts out that we’re engaged in a very public attempt at protecting me, there’s not much I can do but play along. Bless his dumb, beautiful heart. The man has always been impulsive. Protective. Flirty. And able to fill out a pair of Levi’s like nobody’s business. In no time at all, he slides a ring on my finger, moves me into his house, and swears it’s no big deal.

They both knew better than to get involved, but the Fates had other plans. After a brush with death leaves them both feeling reckless, two "best friends" fall into bed together, attempting to sate over a year's worth of desperate yearning. But when lust becomes lunacy, and an affectionate...

They lied to me. They had their reasons. Their holy vows. Their sacred quest. I know all of that. And I don't care. I've left Caliburn. I've spent weeks trying to be normal. To be manageable and unremarkable. If hiding in the dark is what it takes to survive, then so be it. I'm done with trying...

You'd think defeating a soul-eating wraith would earn me a break, right? Yeah. No. Turns out, dying once wasn't enough. Neither was saving the afterlife. I thought destroying the wraith would finally complete Death's little assignment. That I'd get to rest. But apparently, Death forgot to...

I have twenty-one days until Christmas Eve to find a mate, or my bar goes to my power-hungry cousin. But my best friend has a plan: three blind dates, three weeks, three Alphas who make my Omega instincts scream. A brooding craft brewer with dangerous eyes and skilled hands, an intense outdoor adventurer whose feral smile promises wicked nights, and a dangerous security specialist whose darkness calls to mine. They say some Omegas need three anchors. I say I don't need anyone. Too bad my heat isn't listening.

When I was young, I dreamed of being a ballerina. Then my dance career ended up on an entirely different stage, the kind that comes with a pole. After an injury puts me out of work, I'm forced to regroup: new job, new degree… and new boyfriend. Blake Forsyth, the Boston Monsters' new first baseman who just signed a monster contract. Blake's everything I've been dreaming of—which is why baseball's golden boy with an untarnished image can never know about my past.

I may have sold my soul to pass the Luna Trials and earn my place on Mating Season, but I'm going to prove to everyone on this show that I'm not afraid of them. I belong here, and I swear I'll make whoever threatened me pay just as soon as I figure out how to ditch the dangerously sexy Alpha who won't let another male look in my direction. Ranger is a red flag walking. His dark past follows him like shadows. He calls to my beast in a way I can't understand. I know I shouldn't want him. Now, if only my wolf would agree…

When I walked into his office for the first time, I planned to make sure Hunter Blackwater knew I wasn't the kind of girl who would let her gorgeous billionaire boss bend her over his desk. But by the end of the day, I was on my knees, showing him what a good girl I could be.

Enrolling at Kingston University and joining my mother's sorority was the worst idea ever. Someone's been in my room. They're taunting me, leaving horrific photographs and chilling notes on my mirror. My past has caught up to me, and it's tangled in my present. These brutal boys of SIN have me twisted up. I didn't catch on to their cruel tactics until it was too late. Now I'm being threatened and haven't a clue if I can trust any of them. One deranged watcher. One protective brawler. One determined pursuer. Beckham. Wilder. Royal.

I read her words. I felt her soul. I knew she was destined to be mine. She's the light in the darkness, the epiphany of my redemption. I'll do whatever it takes to get my hands on her—though I'd rather her believe it was her own idea. So, I set the bait, luring her into making a deal with the devil. But surprisingly, she doesn't take it. And now, I'm left to force her hand. Because without her, I'm afraid I'll be devoured by the monster inside me.

I loved him from the beginning. In the middle. But maybe not at the end. His love for me was full of possibilities, hopes, and dreams a girl like me wasn't accustomed to. He was a nightmare that cracked and bled through my hands, and I stood there watching as it seeped into the ground. Until him. He put me back together without even knowing he was doing so. And he wasn't even my husband.

I’m a hot-headed pro hockey player with a reputation for two things: reckless fights on the ice and a taste for older women off of it. But this time I might just be in over my head with an older single mom.

Dear Sir/Madam, I would like to nominate my jerkface of a boss, Kingston Chase, for the worst boss of the year award. I don't know if that's a category at your esteemed paper as yet, but if not, it should be. Yours Sincerely, Skye Redding.

As Valentino pursues Sade, his lethal instincts war with something far more dangerous—his growing obsession. She is not just a target; she is a force of nature, an intoxicating enigma that refuses to be controlled. Every encounter between them is a deadly waltz.

My return home to my family's small town hasn't been easy, but the new contractor I hired—a struggling but strong-willed single mom—keeps stripping her clothes off on the job site, which certainly spices things up. (She swears a spider crawled under her shirt.) She also divulges she's scared of her ex and he's taking her to court for custody of their daughter. I hate to see a woman mistreated, so I step up and marry her so she has a stronger case in front of the judge. Temporarily, of course.

Dear Remington Parker, You may think you're the handsome prince of the law firm and I'm your dutiful wench, but I'm not here to be your plaything. Yes, you're handsome-ish. Yes, you're a partner at the firm. Yes, I'm your ugly duckling assistant. But no, I'm not desperate, and I don't want you. I have no interest in being the nanny to your newly found kid when you want to go on dates. And I have even less interest in your offer to teach me the ways of the world. In fact, after my makeover, I'm pretty sure I'll have plenty of men wanting to help me discover the joys of companionship.