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

She was a shy little virgin, looking to rebel. I was a bad accident waiting to happen. I’m the bad boy your parents warn you about. I’ve been to prison, killed for someone I love, and now I’m suffering through college. Then I see her…sweet, so naïve it hurts, and of course beautiful. She’s scared of me the moment we lock eyes, but beneath that fear is curiosity. From that moment on I’m consumed with a need to make her mine, to claim her...but when my past collides with my future, will I risk the chance of going back to prison to protect yet another person I love?

She was my ex-best friend's little sister. Shy, gorgeous as hell, and did I mention completely off-limits? Well, that is until she lands on my doorstep begging me for protection from my brother. She has no idea the kind of world she's walked into, or that I'm no better of a man then the one searching for her. But when she offers me her v-card - the last thing she has in exchange for protection - I can't deny such a tempting offer. She's everything I want, and everything I can never have.

I dared to defy him, but as this alien brute rips my clothes off and mounts me with my bottom still burning from his punishing hand it is clear what is in store for me isn't mere vengeance. It is conquest.

When a photoshoot takes my brother Hans and my modeling agency Handsome back to the mountains of our old childhood foster home, I’m full of dread. Abandoned by our parents at this horrible place, I want to get the job over with ASAP and return to the city.

I know how to handle men who won't take no for an answer, but Silas isn't a man. He's a beast who takes what he wants, as long and hard and savagely as he pleases, and tonight, he wants me. He's not even pretending he's going to be gentle. He's going to ravage me, and it's going to hurt.

One prince wants to keep me; another desires to steal me away. And a third? I think he wants to end my life. During the day, I'm kept by the possessive and alluring Prince Blaze and the charming Prince Treyton. At night, I find myself…somewhere else. There, I'm no less a prisoner than I am when I'm awake. The psychotic and deranged Night King wishes to clip my wings and keep me caged

As kids, we had an unexplainable bond. One I don't think we even understood back then. Over time, the pull between us developed into something we could no longer ignore. We were reckless, we were impulsive, we were… everything. Until it all came shattering down. Now, he's a single father, and I'm the estranged best friend who's still hopelessly in love with him—Eli Barton, America's favorite baseball pitcher and the man I walked away from. What was supposed to be self-preservation may have turned out to be the biggest regret of my life.

Have you ever felt such a pull to one person that you cannot control yourself around them? Just one mention of their name and a fire ignites deep within? Well I, Sloan Barton, had that connection... with my brother's best friend. You see, I was in love with Wesley King long before I ever knew what love was. Always tagging along, admiring him from afar. Until one day, he loved me back. Except I found out he wasn't mine first and because of that, I had no choice but to let him go.

My mom’s remarrying a billionaire. Which means I’m getting three arrogant, spoiled stepbrothers. Desperate to distract myself from the wedding, I cut loose the night before. And who better to do it with than Damien? A smooth-talking charmer with irresistible dimples and blue eyes. Too bad that Damien isn’t just anyone, but one of my new stepbrothers! Worse, I’ve just spilled my guts to his identical twin, Dax. I should’ve noticed that despite his looks, Dax is nothing like his player twin Damien. Dax is the guy next door who knows how to do yard work and isn’t a spoiled jerk.

Mi reina captivated me. She burned me and claimed me as hers. I thought I’d be the one to own her, but there is no mistaking her claim on my soul. When our lives burn to ash around us, our love will be strong enough to withstand the flames. Because the alternative is losing someone I won’t ever let go.

From the moment Rafael approached me, I knew he would destroy me in the end. He built our love on secrets and lies, on manipulation that tears us apart. I have to trust him to shield me from the flames. My grief is all-consuming, tearing me apart from the depths of my soul. He’s a steady strength at my spine, supporting me through the blackest moment of my life. Our sins are linked in ways I never expected.

Isabel Adamik made me need her. She made me crave her in a way I’d never seen coming. With tempting innocence tinged by that hint of darkness under her skin, she showed me everything I’d never dared to dream mi princesa could possess. A Queen for the devil himself. Nothing exists but the overwhelming need to make her mine in every way. To sear myself into her skin until she admits she loves me.

Rafael Ibarra tore through my life like a raging inferno. Consuming every part of me he touches, he promises to show me passion and the real Ibiza. Though our tryst can never be anything but temporary, I never want to leave the man who makes me wish things were different. But there’s a nightmare hiding within his multicolored gaze, a phantom rattling at the cages who wants to devour me, to take me and claim me as his. He’s temptation, pushing me toward sin with his wicked touch. As much as I hate his secrets…I will never tell him my own.

As head librarian in my small town, I take my job seriously. So when I hear a sound in the library's attic while I'm working late and alone, and then a big, green, muscular orc creeps up behind me, I smack him in the head with a stapler. After the theft of an ancient orc book on loan to the library, is it any wonder I'm skittish? Katar explains he heard me scream and only wanted to help. He's... upset, and I guess I can't blame him. He offers to help me discover who stole the book, and we track down one clue after another.

I was born under the shadow of death, and my life since has been intricately entwined with that of the Grim Reaper. They call me the Death Whisperer. One hand fixes; the other breaks. All I have ever known is a life full of pain and suffering, because what the legends don't tell you about my power… is that there's always a price. And I'm the one who has to pay for it. My powers took my voice from me, and every day, I'm forced to experience unbearable agony. But my suffering doesn't stop the fae of our realm from using me and my gifts, regardless of the consequences.

Tobias Hale is surrounded by rumors, most of which are true. Underneath that three-piece suit is a cold, callous man who rules the courtroom with an iron tongue. Judges hate him with the same passion he hates me. He hasn't always been that way, though. We were once star-crossed lovers who sat by the water's edge, me wearing his jacket and him dreaming about a future far away from my family—a place where I wasn't American royalty, only his queen. I never thought I would see him again. Years later, a chance encounter brings us face to face.

English professor Elijah M. Clayton, Jr., has promised his dying cousin he’ll raise her unborn daughter, but he knows he can’t do it on his own. His search for a wife fails miserably until he meets Beatrix-35 at a speed-dating event. Unfortunately, the ASD he does his best to conceal turns his best hope into another failure. Plumber Beatrix Glouster is convinced she’s finally met a good guy in Elijah-34—until his probing questions about babies and breastfeeding lead her to suspect he’s more pervert than perfect.

Wendy's first visit to a supposedly gourmet restaurant in the sleepy little town of Fairhaven Falls did not go well—especially her interaction with the arrogant and annoyingly attractive restaurant owner—and she didn't hesitate to tell her readers all about it. She has no intention of returning, but she never could resist a challenge.

Being forced to mate with a Darvasson male is my greatest fear. The powerful aliens already took my sister, and the thought of leaving my widowed mother all alone breaks my heart. But the Darvassons are helping ensure the survival of humankind, and they expect compensation.

I never looked back the day I left Sunset Drive. If I did, I knew that I would never leave the hellhole I had grown to despise, a place I began plotting my escape from as a child. The only difference was that I always thought she'd be by my side on the day I was finally free. The day I left it all behind was the day my hatred for the entire Wilson family was born. Poppy included. After all, she had lied to the police just to protect her monstrous father after he got my parents killed. From that day forward, I decided she needed to be dead to me.