Resultado narrado por "Stefanie Kay" em Todas as categorias

Two weeks before the most dangerous mission of my life I met the woman of my dreams. Then my life—and the Humvee I was in—got blown to hell. Up until then, I'd been married to the Marines with no regrets. Being unattached meant I could do my job without distractions. I didn't have to worry if a girl was stepping out when I was on a year-long tour overseas, nor consider making a wife a widow every time I went on a dangerous mission.

She was not dating Ryan Kennedy. Period. End of story. It didn't matter that the sexy firefighter was so drop-dead gorgeous that women's eggs dropped at the sight of him. But not hers. Nope. Grace had things to do—finishing med school and keeping her nose clean for her upcoming residency match, to name a few—and she wasn't going to let anything or anyone derail her this time. He could try all he wanted, it was not happening. No matter how broad his shoulders were. Or how perfectly styled his messy hair was. Or what his sexy grin did to her insides. It. Was. Not. Happening. It couldn't.

It is said that you only want what you cannot have. I hate to be a cliche, but that statement rings true for me. In my case it's not what I want, but rather who. Tara Brooks. Sweet, funny, and my little sister's best friend. I've got a list of reasons why I'm no good for her, starting with the fact that I'm a decade older. She's just starting out and I’m about to retire. Still, I'm used to getting what I want. And I've never been very good at following the rules.

Destined for death, Rory Alarie's life has never been her own. As Adelphi's Sacrifice, every moment of every day is monitored by overbearing guards and a controlling family who will stop at nothing to ensure she remains obedient to the mortal kings. Except Rory harbors a secret—she doesn't want to die. Not for her family, not for her kingdom, and certainly not so supernatural creatures can be eradicated from Norica.

When half-fae Bronwyn is caught fleeing the scene of a robbery, a Crusader arrow finds its mark. But as her roguish partner-in-crime Eoin tends to her wounds, a spark between them replenishes Bronwyn's magic—revealing her as part-Siren. And quite possibly cursed. Meanwhile, word is spreading of the two thieves and the illegal magic they left behind them. To escape discovery, Bronwyn and Eoin accept a dangerous yet tempting job: a wedding heist that leads them into the depths of the fae realm.

The first rule of hockey PR? Never. Date. A. Player. Which shouldn't be a problem—Tate Foster is the least dateable guy on the team. Logical. Bookish. Allergic to chaos. He hates attention almost as much as he dislikes me, the team's PR rep. But when I rope him into a social media stunt to boost his image, the unthinkable happens: it works. Suddenly, Tate—aka "Sheriff"—is looking like boyfriend material. And those dimples he tries to hide? Yeah… they're messing with my professional objectivity.

Life after death is supposed to be peaceful, right? You die, float off to paradise, and spend eternity sipping celestial cocktails with your fellow ghosts. Yeah. No. Turns out, my lying, cheating, suffocating husband had other plans. Literally. He wrapped his hands around my throat and squeezed the life out of me—and just like that, my story should've been over. But Death had other ideas.

My assignment to cover the Chicago Blizzard's Christmas charity events turns unexpectedly into a viral feud with star defenseman Harrison Clarke—in a Santa suit. It gets weirder. Heard of fake dating? This has now become fake hating, and our staged fights are heating up the media—and with it our unexpected romantic connection. But with my daughter, Macy, my career aspirations, and Harrison's mysterious past in play, this holiday romance might be over before it begins.

Layla's dad loves his new community, and the feeling seems mutual. So why is one of them blackmailing him? It's a mystery almost as baffling as the assignment Layla receives from her former Commissioner: look into the brutal murder of a mild-mannered school teacher.

Ruby Young is slowly adjusting to her new life in Boston. A big part of that is her unexpected roommate—the ghost of the woman who lived there before. For Cordelia Graves, she may no longer be breathing, but it’s still her apartment and Ruby is the somewhat unwanted houseguest. They’re both happy they’ve managed to become friends, which is a miracle considering they struggle to communicate with each other. Cordelia even set Ruby up with her old job.

Three things you should not do when you're a rookie, and the only female on the SDPD SWAT Team . . . 1) Take your hazing personally, 2) Let them see you sweat, and 3) Fall for your captain. Especially when your captain is the biggest playboy on the entire police force. I've managed to follow rules one and two with no problem . . . but the third one I’m having a little more trouble with. All I can think about is how I'd like to give him my V-card, giftwrapped with a big red bow on it which is such a bad idea because out of Rules One, Two, and Three.

To the fae of the Sorcen Court, Princess Allina Kingsdaughter is a traitor and a fugitive, inevitably claimed by the same madness that cost her father his crown and his life. Ensnared by the lies of her uncle, the reigning Sorcen King, they will never know the truth of her betrayal.

I am currently in love with, have always been in love with, and will continue to be in love with, my best friend, Bennett Walker Shaw. In five minutes, my best friend's bride will greet him in a gorgeous white gown with forever on her lips. Except that bride won't be me. Moments like these force you to look at your life a little closer.

For twenty-eight years, I’ve kept the woman I love close. Too close. Penny Atkins has been my best friend and secret crush for as long as I can remember. But I never dared to make a move, too afraid of wrecking our lifelong friendship. So, of course, when I finally convince myself to just suck it up and tell her that I've been in love with her since we were kids, I find out she's engaged. I waited too long, and now she's rushing into marriage with another man.

I've never wanted love. I've got a Ma and two brothers who drive me crazy already. That's more than enough for one man to handle. But then, an old military buddy asks for help protecting a curvy country musician. Kenna Maxwell sings like an angel, looks like a goddess, and doesn't tolerate any of my crap. Her smart mouth drives me wild in a way nothing ever has. But someone is hunting this little sparrow, determined to snuff out her light. Hell will freeze over before I let that happen. I licked her. She's mine.

Willowside was my childhood summer escape, but I never planned on coming back. Now, as a struggling Omega artist with bills piling up, I don't have much of a choice. Grandma said this gig would be easy—paint a portrait for a wedding organized by a new planner in town. Quick cash, nothing more. But easy? Far from it. The bride is a total Bridezilla. The only upside? Her brother and cousins—Bernard, Finneas, Hugo, and Jude. All Alphas. All compatible with me in a way that makes staying in this sleepy town way more tempting.

Guarding a social media model was not on my agenda. Then again, neither was losing half my hearing in a bomb blast five years ago. Fate has a way of doing what it wants in my life. I'm supposed to be the level-headed brother, not the one who schemes his way into a woman's bed and flat-out refuses to leave it again. But here we are anyway . . . with Makenzie Baird looking way too good in nothing but a smile and my shirt for me to start complaining now. This little model is going down. And I intend to ride her the whole way.

The Guardians have returned. As Moriel's reincarnation nears, Lyr is determined to fulfil her oath: harness the power of the red shard and defeat him. But Lyr has uncovered the Empire's darkest secret — her cousin Jules still lives and the Emperor is enslaving vorakh for their forbidden magic. Now, she's vowed to bring the Empire to its knees. But freeing the realm will require more power than even Lyr and Rhyan combined possess. Their only opportunity is to make a far more sinister deal with the person who has the most to gain — and the person Rhyan trusts the least.

There are no rules, and to the victor go the spoils, namely one feisty human female who claims it’s all a big mistake. A misunderstanding. What she should’ve said to the brutal warrior who nabbed her was that he had mistakenly abducted the wrong girl entirely. Oh, wait. She did. Taken by one cyborg. Claimed by another. Both powerful beasts believe she is their mate. Thrown over the victor’s shoulder and carted off, Lavender finds herself trapped on another world, another planet, in another star system.

Be careful what you write on a Taco Bell napkin in high school. Committing to a marriage pact beside a Mild sauce stain normally isn't contractually binding. Unless, of course, your signature winds up next to the signature of a future billionaire CEO, who is 100% serious, 100% certifiably grumpy, and 100% the kind of person to make 30-day Valentine activities at his fancy office building mandatory.