Resultado narrado por "Carolyn Eve" em Todas as categorias

Rescuing Mia Hansen from the middle of a field during a storm is my job. I'm a conservation officer, not a hero. And definitely not a guy who goes looking for trouble. At least not anymore. I have a past, but I'm a rule-follower now. And I especially don't need the kind of trouble that comes with a sweet smile, killer curves, and a library card. But Mia is definitely going to be a problem for me. The irresistible, late-night-fantasy kind.

Kat Van Tassel's life was predestined from childhood; she was to marry her best friend, Brom Bones. However, Brom mysteriously vanished from Sleepy Hollow as a teenager. Now, at nineteen, Kat enrolls in Sleepy Hollow Institute, a shadowy school run by her powerful family. There, she becomes entangled with her enigmatic, older teacher, Ichabod Crane, who delves into dark magic.

I've always been a freak in a mask. A cold-hearted psycho. Not fit for polite society. But not in her eyes. My stepsister, Shiloh, is everything I'm not. Kind. Sweet. Innocent. She took one look at me and saw someone worth saving. So, when she was assaulted and justice wasn't served, I took care of it. I became justice. That earned me eleven years in a psychiatric hospital. Everyone thought I'd be there for life. They were wrong. Now that I'm out, I want revenge. I'm going to destroy everyone who dared to hurt my girl while I was gone. But not before I'm taking what's mine, and that's Shiloh.

Phoenix Steele was supposed to be grateful. They told him he'd been given a second chance. But waking up from a coma to a life of restrictions feels more like a cage than a blessing. Once the fearless heir to the Steele legacy, Phoenix is now labeled unstable, volatile, and dangerous. Unwilling to accept his issues, Phoenix instantly clashes with his court-mandated therapist—the town's most eligible bachelorette.

My coach wants me to take figure skating lessons so I can gracefully pivot around the net. That's a whole lot of hockey hooey if you ask me. Making matters worse, the class is with my sister's best friend, who I'm convinced hates me after what happened back in high school. We're faced with something of a Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet reversal—she said it's her favorite, so I read it. Since she's totally over me and I shouldn't be interested in her, I set her up on a few dates that go sideways, which does not help me shake these newfound feelings.

I know that I should just tell my ex to F-off when he announces to our entire hometown that he intends to get me back. But then I'm given the option to make him miserable instead. Yeah, I definitely go with door number two. Even though it means fake dating my arch-nemesis.

Brody Kanfield. Impulsive. Messy. Bold. My complete opposite. And the guy I met on the day I was supposed to get married. Katelyn Millstone. The girl I rescued from the side of the road in the middle of a blizzard in her wedding dress. She seemed so uptight at first, not my type at all. But underneath all that makeup I could tell she was beautiful.

When a midnight call takes me to a mysterious house in a deep, dark wood, I find a forbidden secret behind a closed door that could be the key to unlocking my darkest desires. But the imposing, intense, handsome triplets there have bigger plans for me and an even bigger secret. When I uncover their room of pleasure and punishment, I want to give myself over to experiences I’ve only ever imagined.

Acting is my job, but even I can't pretend Ash Draper isn't the hottest guy I've ever met. Ash was my first love—and my first heartbreak. When our high school relationship fell victim to distance and circumstance, I focused on my career. My first major movie releases in a few months, and I'm on the cusp of breaking out. For publicity, I'm paired with an established actor with a reputation in need of rehab. The assignment is simple: pretend to date. I'll get exposure, and the beleaguered actor gets my squeaky-clean image.

As the ruler of the Volkov empire, Demetri has made many sacrifices for the sake of the family. Those sacrifices meant nothing after uncovering his father's dark secrets and his ex-wife's lies, and betrayal. Looking to rebuild what was taken from him, Demetri sets his sights on Montana, where his path collides with a feisty, headstrong woman who unintentionally ignites a spark he thought had been extinguished forever.

It's supposed to be a summer fling until my heart gets involved. When my absent father drops into my life and invites me to stay, my planned summer of fun becomes a vacation of discovery. I go from being an orphan to having a family, including four huge stepbrothers. Anderson, Jefferson, Carson, and Brayson are my dad's best players and rivals to my university football team. Tall and broad with bulging muscles and sexy tattoos, it's all I can do to keep my cool. Oh, who the hell am I kidding? I'm burning up the moment I arrive. Give me temptation, and I'm all over it like a rash.

When you're a famous wedding planner, planning your own wedding, everyone expects it to be the event of the year. Just one problem...I don't actually have a groom. I did—but then he decided to walk away before I even walked down the aisle. Now if I want to save my reputation, and my business, I need to find someone willing to play the part of my fake southern fiancé and pull off my small town wedding without a hitch.

She survived the deadliest serial killer of her generation. Or so everyone thought. No one knew how many pieces of her he took to the grave with him. She hid her scars, her nightmares. She hid everything until she couldn't. Then she ran. But Colby followed her. He'd follow her to the ends of the earth. To hell and back. Sariah knew he would. Because Colby had already wrenched her out of hell once. Because Colby loved her. Only Colby loved the girl she was before. The carefree girl she used to be. She had to show Colby that girl was gone. By any means necessary.

I've always lived by one major rule, don't fall for your best friend, and this is one rule I can't break. I'm supposed to write an article about a topic so scandalous, I can't even say it. Starts with B, followed by DSM. I know nothing about the lifestyle, so I'm committed to learning the ropes—pun intended. When my best guy friend offers his help, I happily accept. Paxton Atwood might be ridiculously handsome, but we're platonic and there will be rules to follow. #1 No kissing. #2 Keep our undies on. #3 No actual boinking!

I wasn't born a serial killer. The horror of my past made me what I am today. But I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. Because only one thing gives me respite from my panic attacks. Murder. I used to have a broody protector that kept my demons at bay. His darkness rivaled my own, and he was my everything. Tragedy tore us apart when we were eighteen. And since then, he's stayed away. Not too far, though.

I'm not a worldly woman. I'm not cultured, well-traveled, or well educated. I'm just a housewife. A mother. I'm the woman with the handsome husband, beautiful daughter, the large house. If you saw it from the outside, you'd probably think I have the perfect life. You would most definitely be wrong. But I don't blame you. We all see what we want to see, turning a blind eye to what others want to stay hidden. Especially when it comes to love. They say love is blind. But I'm more apt to say it's wretched. Love is what made me stay. But love is also what saved me.

The good girl falls for the bad boy. Can we name a bigger, or better cliché? Despite my ideas about the deep misogyny associated with this particular one, I've somehow found myself in the middle of it. Except, I'm not the good girl. I'm exceptional at playing that role. But I'm not. My secrets make sure of that. And he's not a boy. He's a man. Older than me by decades. An outlaw. A villain. A member of one of the most notorious MCs in the country. The Sons of Templar.

As I struggle to stay afloat in the housekeeping hustle, a handsome guest and I have a magical night sneaking into the pool, making wishes under the stars, and spilling secrets. But at midnight, I risk turning into a pumpkin, er, my not-so-fancy self, compared to the pro hockey player with the expensive watch. Time is slipping through my fingers as the bill for my dad's care comes due.

Over the years, Joshua has watched most of his family fall in love. He and his cousin Nate are the last single Shaws standing, and while Nate's seemingly content to stay that way, Josh wants the kind of love his sister, parents, and grandparents have found. In the meantime, he's alone.

Nathan Shaw has been keeping a secret since high school. It was so tightly intertwined with someone else's that exposing the darkest facts meant he couldn't keep the other to himself. He's had years of holding onto those truths. This also means he's had to push away the one person who means more to him than anything—and in the process, all it does is make her think that he despises her like all of the other people in her life. But that's so far from the truth about his feelings that he holds so close to his heart.