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

Taking care of my Sacred Sinner family has always been top priority. So when a group of unexpected visitors throw a wrench into our everyday lives, I can either roll with the punches or push back. Too bad things aren't always that black and white. Let's hope this isn't a huge mistake, Big already has enough on his plate. Warning: Contains adult language and sexual content. Listener discretion is advised. This spin-off series of short stories takes place after volume five in the original series.

The world of the Blackthorne vampires is wide, and their history spans centuries. From the dark past of the Salem witch trials, to modern-day fated mates, the stories told by Blackthornes are filled with intrigue and romance to tragedy and destiny. Vampires all connected to the Blackthorne dynasty, Silas, Mattias, and Brandt are ready to tell their tales. 

I'm the Sergeant-At-Arms for the Demented Sons MC. A year ago my life went to shit, and every priority I ever had changed. Being a single dad on the run was never on my radar, but that was the hand I was dealt. I didn't think shit could get worse. Then fate dumped a raven-haired beauty in my lap, and all hell broke loose. Trying to keep my two-year-old daughter and a hot mess of a woman alive while still protecting my club threw my adrenaline into overdrive. Strung tight, danger coming at us from all directions, I faltered...

Christmas is here, our first as a couple. With the Grinch to contend with, my new job, and an infant to care for, things aren’t all mistletoe and fa-la-la in the Sacred Sinners compound. There are bumps along the way, a few tears shed, and a bit of sisterly fun, too. I wouldn't change any of it for the world. I'm where I belong...madly in love with my biker and beyond excited to share this holiday season with those who mean the most to me...even if I want to kick them in the chestnuts every now and again.

Fat and pregnant, I'm at the end of my rope with swollen ankles and exhaustion. Growing a little person inside of me is no small feat, and when that same little person decides it's time to be welcomed into the world, I'm suddenly catapulted into the beauty of motherhood. Join me in my birthing journey. You're in for one helluva ride.  

When changing life's course, you never consider what twisted curve-ball fate might dump in your lap. Growing up in the MC, then gaining my own personal independence was not only a curse, it was a blessing. So when I decided to say fu*k my past and embraced my future, away from the only place I called home, I tried to re-invent myself, by becoming the woman I am today. Until one day, fate reared its ugly head, forcing me to return to the place I ran from. 

Tests, life is full of them. The world is constantly trying see how much you can take before you break. Before you're no longer you. Before your world dissolves into nothing. How long you can persevere and overcome the endless obstacles. It's no secret that Big and I butt heads. It's no secret that I not only dislike my mother, I hate her, because she hates me. Can these people break me? Can they push me to the edge of insanity, ready to jump? Having moved in with Big, I was living the life I never even knew I wanted. Every day was filled with hope and love. Until it wasn't.

Death, Christabel thought bitterly. An inescapable fate that, for her, would remain forever elusive. Life was perfect before he came. The vampire who shattered the world she knew. Handsome, intelligent, and charming, a single taste of Dracula’s touch overrode Christabel’s cautious sensibilities and left her breathless, craving a life beyond traditional expectations. A destiny of knowledge, which could only be found in the creature’s eternal embrace.

I'm a biker and a woman who was raised by my family, the Sacred Sinners. Growing up an MC brat I've known nothing but leather, booze, club whores, camaraderie, and chrome. The name's Eva "Bink" Cummings and this is my story. At the ripe ole age of 30, with no husband or kids, being a part of a motorcycle club isn't all fun and games. Things are changing. The moment my world collides with the six-foot-eight biker who helped raise me, I find out the hard way that your life, in an instant, can be flipped upside down. And the people you know and love aren't always who they seem.

I loved to hate her...She made it so easy. She was everything I wasn’t - everything I didn’t want to be. A reminder that from the moment I was born, I was the outcast. The rebel. I went against everything that was expected of me and created a life on my terms. I built my own empire, carved out my own destiny. Then she shows up at my tattoo studio, representing everything I tried to escape. She expects to just fit in...like she ever could. The posh girl trying to prove everyone wrong...that she can be something else - someone else. She hates me because she knows I’m right.

I spent my life in service to my king, loyal to my queen, and loved by them both. Until she ruined me. Guinevere made her choice, and it wasn’t me. So, I sought out a way to fight the pain of losing her...of losing them both. Eternally languishing in purgatory was not what I had in mind. But now, hundreds of years later, I’ve been returned to life for a reason. The end times are here, and I’m the one chosen to help stop the apocalypse. I only wish the woman I’m bound to wasn’t the very one I’d tried to forget.

Fiona has a man problem - she has too many in her life. How does she choose between Owen, the sweet boy (turned sexy man) she dated in college and Asher, the hot hunk starring in too many current fantasies? Fiona’s resigned to having neither man...until Owen and Asher take matters into their own hands - literally. It’s a case of life imitating sexy sitcom...even more so when Fiona’s recent ex, Mr. Big Gesture himself, shows up to win her back - with his biggest gesture yet.

Once upon a time, my heart was broken. Wrecked beyond repair. Then, I met him. A man who wasn’t like anyone before. Who didn’t see the world like others saw it. He wasn’t supposed to fall in love with me. The girl nobody wanted. A soul destined to save others, when she couldn’t save herself. I didn’t believe him when he said I was his. But darkness belongs with darkness. And love doesn’t always equal pain. Maybe, fairy tales do exist for women like me. A prince to hold bloodstained hands. Happiness to be found among the wreckage.

My demons are dark. My sins are many. And taking Natalie Good might be my worst offense yet. Because I’m the very Blackthorne responsible for her ancestor’s demise. But her blood sings for me, her body calls my name, and if kissing her is sinful, Romeo was right - give me my sin again.

I met fallen angel princes; I met a Savage Duke; I met a Cheshire Cat. And remember - how could you possibly forget - I'm the fabled Alice from the prophecy. Just a twisted, dark version of the girl in Lewis Carroll's old books. Except in those books, there was a happy ending. In those books, Alice wasn't dating nine very different, very beautiful men. But now that I've met the King of Hearts and the Mad Hatter, I'm not sure who the real bad guys are.

Life is simply life. It's unfair and sometimes cruel. I should know. Since the moment I first drew breath, I was an orphan. Unwanted. Unloved. The small blonde girl everyone picked on. My story isn't one of happiness, if that's what you're thinking. The person I love most in the world is gone. And in the darkness I've been reborn, into a person I don't recognize. Her name’s Rosie. In the beginning, when our love first began, that name meant something different. That’s when the light won, always overcoming the dark. Where hope and happiness flourished.

I never wanted to share Gwen, not with anyone, and definitely not with Lancelot. But now that he’s gone and the truth about my past has been revealed, everything is different. I used to be a king. I lived my life shrouded by a lie. Afraid to take the love I desperately wanted - love from my queen as well as my knight. That fear is the reason I lost both of them. This is my second chance to be the man Gwen needs, to take up Excalibur and stop the apocalypse, and to finally accept who I truly am. I am Arthur Pendragon, at least, I was.

Kiera never wanted to be a witch and certainly did not desire to inherit her mother’s ancestral crown. Yet, as the rightful heir to the Bargarran Coven, it is a destiny which becomes inevitable upon her parents’ untimely death. Summoned to New Orleans on Samhain night for an annual gala, Kiera struggles to come to terms with her impending ascension. However, before she can make a final choice, a curse whisks Kiera through the veils of time.

I spent my life in service to my king, loyal to my queen, and loved by them both. Until she ruined me. Guinevere made her choice and it wasn’t me. So I sought out a way to fight the pain of losing her...of losing them both. Eternally languishing in purgatory was not what I had in mind. But now, hundreds of years later, I’ve been returned to life. I’m the one chosen to help stop the apocalypse. I only wish the woman I’m bound to wasn’t the very one I’d tried to forget. My Gwen had a secret she never shared in our past life. She’s a witch, cursed to live forever....

We met. We kissed. We fought for our happily-ever-after, but true love stories never end. I promised her protection. I promised to keep her safe. I thought I could, until an attack reminds me that our lives will never be simple. But while I try to shield her, Clara refuses to be intimidated by me or anyone else. She thinks hosting the Sovereign Games will bring us all together - as a nation and a family - but someone is working against us. Someone who wants to see my secrets exposed to the world...and to her.