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

The first time I met Malcolm Shepherd, I whispered in his ear. I had my reasons for doing it, which he knew nothing about. It probably seemed a bit odd to him, and he undoubtedly got the wrong idea about me. Because of that, one thing led to another and we ended up kissing only ten minutes after our first introduction.

I was heartbroken and oblivious the first time I met Warren Manning. I wasn’t a fan of country music, so I had no idea who he was. We had a brief but heartfelt conversation, and Warren left my life as quickly as he entered it. A few months later I discovered just how famous he was. It was cool that I had met him once, but I figured I would never see him again.

My twin brother is the person I’m closest to. But now he frightens me. We both have the same white-blond hair and clear blue eyes. All our lives people have stared at us. So we had to be there for each other. Bryce tried to protect me from our dad. But when he died, I thought I was finally safe. After the funeral, Bryce takes me aside: “Since Dad’s passing . . . well, it’s been going on for a few years now. I’ve been keeping a huge secret from you.”

Jillian Harper thought moving to the quiet little town in Montana would be the fresh start her family needed. A charming farmhouse, friendly neighbors, and endless open fields—it was supposed to be perfect. Until the bodies are found. Buried deep on their land. Hidden for years. The police are everywhere. The town is whispering. And Tucker—her devoted husband—is acting . . . strange. He won’t tell her where he was all day. He won’t explain why his phone was off. And worst of all—he won’t meet her eyes.

Eighty-three-year-old billionaire Andrew Whitlock recruits Rachel Hunt, a thirty-three-year-old former homicide detective with a tarnished reputation, for a daring mission: travel back in time to Honolulu, just days before December 7, 1941. Rachel's task is to locate and save Andrew's father—a man he never met—from perishing in his fighter plane during the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor.

Finding love was last on the list of things I needed to do. I had some personal things to work out before I could even think about searching for my soul mate. From where I stood at the moment, that seemed like something that might never happen. However, I couldn’t help but notice August. We had been friends since we were children. He had a crush on me years ago, but I didn’t feel the same way at the time. He was simply my friend. He had grown and matured recently, though. I felt something different when I looked at him now. The problem was, he had long since given up on a relationship with me.