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

The trials changed everything. Before the trials I was Rev, the beloved prince of the Luminescent Court. Now I'm a bastard hiding in plain sight, not even sure I'm worthy of my title as prince. Before the trials, Caelynn of the Shadow Court was my sworn enemy. But now that I know why I'm so drawn to her, she terrifies me more than she ever could as an enemy. Our intense friendship makes her all the more dangerous. This time, it's the Schorchedland's turn to spill blood and expose terrible secrets.

I thought I'd lost every one of my dreams ten years ago, but I got a new chance when I entered the Trials. With every renewed hope, though, has come more hardship and the Night Bringer has made it very clear that he will not allow me keep any happiness. When shadow rebels attack the Crystal Court, injuring a good friend of mine in the process, I know the Night Bringer is behind it. He's beginning a campaign to destroy my beloved court and my friends alike.

I knew entering the Schorchedlands would mean facing my worst nightmares. But I also knew that if I beat this cursed place—if I could meet terror face to face and survive—I would earn every one of my dreams. I would be Prince Reveln of the Luminescent Court, savior of the fae realm and the new High Heir. I'd prove my father wrong. I'd live up to my brother's legacy. I'd gain it all. That was the deal. But once again, Caelynn has ruined everything.

I lost my high-powered legal career and my boss-slash-boyfriend to one of my clients. It's hard not to hold a grudge against both of them, particularly since she's a social media influencer who's flooding the internet with their supposed happiness. Meanwhile, I've moved back in with my eccentric mother. At a low moment, I end up telling my hot, single brother-in-law all about my troubles over a bottle of whiskey. To my surprise, he tells me the only way to get over such a slight is to get even. And he wants to help.

All that's standing between me and freedom are eleven bloodthirsty fae. As a convicted assassin, I've been banished from the fae realm for years but now I have the opportunity to compete in a ruthless competition to earn a full pardon. Dragons and twisted mazes are the least of my worries now. I can handle a few bullies and death-defying challenges. The thing that will keep me up at night is having to face those I betrayed.

What should have been a highlight of my life turned into me becoming a runaway bride after seeing my fiancé doing something no bride should ever see. And instead of celebrating my marriage at my reception with my loved ones and adoring new husband, I'm getting drunk at a dive bar with a handsome stranger.

Crew knew cooking like the back of his hand. He'd grown a successful business and made himself a proud owner of one of the top savory food trucks in a three-hour radius. You would think that would be enough to impress his family, but it wasn't. However, winning a city wide food truck competition and claiming the number one title would have to be enough. Except, this title was only possible by serving the best entree and dessert. His only option? Relying on the one girl he would run miles away from.

After my fiancée left me for my college friend, the last thing I want is romance. But if I don't get married by New Year's Eve, I'll lose my trust fund. That's why I've hired the Love Fixers, a business that assists the romantically challenged, to help me find a woman who'll agree to a sham marriage. Too bad their most promising candidate sucks on my finger within one minute of meeting me. I'm happy when I run into Rosie, the wild friend-of-a-friend who has decided it's her duty to help me. 

You'd think working for "LA's Sexiest CEO" would be fun. You don't know Jack McCann. The arrogant bosshole wants a slave, not an assistant. He barks orders, wears a perma-scowl, and demands superhuman skills in mind reading. When he humiliates me in front of the whole office, I stand up to him . . . And wait to be fired. Instead, we make out in the elevator. I should hate him. But those rock-hard abs and piercing eyes melt my resistance into a puddle. Trust me, this is purely physical. Jack the Grouch doesn't do relationships.

Publicly fighting with a man for an oversold airline seat—embarrassing! Realizing he was the quarterback for the Atlanta Arrows—awkward. Knowing he was your friend's older brother and teenage crush but didn't recognize you—humiliating. When I stormed out of the airport after throwing a temper tantrum, I never expected to cross paths with him again. All I wanted to do was put the night behind me and enjoy a martini. The last thing I expected was for him to waltz into the bar and offer me a night I couldn't refuse.

What started out as a night of fun at a Vegas hotspot somehow turned into saying "I Do" by an Elvis impersonator. If you think that's bad, it gets worse. My new husband lied to me and told me he ran a not-for-profit. That couldn't be further from the truth. Imagine my surprise when I realized I married one of the best tight ends in the league. Did I mention my uncle owns the team?

I never wanted a wife. But to secure everything I've fought for, I need one. Enter my brilliant, infuriatingly beautiful assistant, Kate. She's fighting a battle of her own. There's a little girl who needs her, and she'll do anything to keep her. Even agree to a play pretend marriage with me. It's strictly business. No feelings. No future. But the chemistry is impossible to fake. The kisses feel real. The touches linger. I wasn't supposed to want her. Now I can't stop. And if I don't convince her this was always more than a deal, I'll lose the only people that ever truly mattered.

Our mother wants to push our aunt off the tallest turret. Malvolia won't stop trying to seduce Helian. Our father is possessed. The dragons have revolted. Finn, Nikkos, and Blaze are missing. Fae-eating spiders are ravaging the countryside. An army of ghost demons is sailing toward our shores. Zombie giants are attacking our fortifications. A vindictive demon sorceress has the power to erase our memories.

One of the perks of being one of the best wide receivers in the league was having my pick of cleat chasers looking for a good time. Unfortunately, the only one to hold my attention was the feisty brunette who wanted nothing to do with me. Did I still try to flirt with her—you bet I did. Did she fall for my charms? That would be a hard no. Instead of laughing at my jokes, she pretended I didn't exist. The girl was trouble with a capital T. She was also smart, gorgeous, and all wrong for me—just ask her brother. My best friend.