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

I should have seen it coming. But I was too busy drowning in her essence. Enjoying every lush curve. Hanging onto each duplicitous word that tumbled from her sultry lips. Even now, with the cards on the table and the secrets exposed, I crave her. Every traitorous inch of her delectable body. She's mine. She's always been mine, and I don't care if she's my ruin. Forbidden fruit has never been sweeter…

I've been able to keep my personal and academic life separate for the last three years I've been at Newhouse University. Not even my best friend/roommate knows the truth about my past. I learned a long time ago the best way to survive is to be invisible. My hope of graduating under the radar goes up in flames when James Hart gets assigned as my journalism partner. Not only do we have to write an article together, but he also has to write a story about me. I don't see an easy way out of this one.

It’s what we’ve always wanted—what we have always dreamed of—and nothing will stand in the way of achieving success. Except maybe me. As soon as we sign with our new record label, our producer gives us one rule: stay away from his daughter. I thought it would be easy to resist her, but Mia Hayes is under my skin. She is everything I never knew I wanted or needed. But falling for Mia might cost us everything we’ve worked so hard for. Do I sacrifice my band member’s dreams and chase her, or will Mia be the one thing that is more important than any stage I have ever dreamed of?

After my parents passed away, I learned nothing is forever. Not the fame my band is gaining or the girl I might be falling for despite our no-strings relationship. With so many changes in a short amount of time, I find myself spiraling further and further with no end in sight. Except maybe rock bottom. Then the unthinkable happens. Kira gets pregnant, and if I don't get my life together, I'll lose way more than I ever bargained for.

Atticus Dupont is my stalker. My savior. My captor. He wants to keep me for himself. I was yanked from August's arms and thrown into the deadly underbelly of the criminal kingdom. Atticus is my only ally in this place, and he revels in knowing that I must rely on him if I want to survive—if I want to get back to my future husband. Atticus is dangerous, and I don't trust him. I despise him. I ache for him. The playboy billionaire has demons of his own. Somehow, I started to fall for him, and I can't leave now. Mighty is the sword. Violent are the crown's enemies.

The aftermath of my parent's death was the toughest time in my life, but at least I had him. He was there every step of the way, wiped the tears I shed, and made me smile when I'd forgotten how to. Until he became the reason why I had to protect my heart with one simple rule—no more kissing. Six years later, because life had a great sense of humor, I found myself having to use that same rule on the man who inspired it. It's no surprise it didn't work. After all, my heart was never my own to protect—it belonged to Ares Hart the entire time.