Resultado narrado por "Connor Brown" em Todas as categorias

Texas Cowboy and former Special Forces soldier Cole Jameson isn’t just in Marietta for the Copper Mountain Rodeo to close a family business deal. He’s there to win the heart of the cowgirl he married in secret before deploying. He wanted to keep her safe and give her time to follow her dreams. But he always intended to return and make their marriage sizzle.

I first met Mikhail Ivanov on a plane. He was the stormy-eyed stranger seated next to me, calming me during a bumpy flight… The silver fox who sucked the air out of my lungs and claimed my innocence. I thought it would end with the Mile High Club. I had no idea he was a ruthless Bratva boss, or that he was about to become something even more… My husband. Daddy to my twins. And when the vultures start circling... My savage protector who'll tear the whole world apart for me and my babies.

She has a thing against men in uniform. In her experience, they play hard, lie harder. He has a thing for feisty brunette women with a backbone and a smart mouth. She’s fiercely independent and wants better for herself. He loves helping people so much it’s literally his job.Worst case scenario, they crash and burn. Lucky for Renee, Marco has a hose, he knows how to use it, and he happens to love putting out all kinds of fires; real or otherwise.

I didn't mean to trespass on their cabin… or for them to catch me in their shower, dripping wet. But now I'm snowed in with three irresistible triplets, and there's nothing to do but… them. Ed is the bossiest triplet. I hate how my body obeys when he barks orders at me. Ollie is the epitome of a sexy mountain man. He could charm the panties off any woman. And Artie is built like a big teddy bear. I couldn't wish for a better cuddle buddy on these stormy nights.

After I caught my ex cheating, I never expected his dad to comfort me in all the right ways. But Griffin wraps me in his arms with so much warmth, the ice around my heart melts. Kissing my ex's dad... It's definitely landing me on Santa's naughty list.

These hockey stars are at the top of their game on the ice. But off the ice, their lives are wrecks. Between dodging puck bunnies, the paparazzi, and an endless parade of endorsement deals, they don't have time for love...until they do.

I'm called many things: owner of the MLB's Charleston Hurricanes, perpetual bachelor, and the biggest asshole this side of home plate. I've never had a problem with that. Until now. My infamous temper has landed me in serious trouble. The answer to my salvation is a life coach. I have to complete three months of anger management sessions or I can kiss my ownership status goodbye.

If the team owner wants my PR skills to polish Logan King's grouchy attitude, then that's what I'll do. He'll take the team to the playoffs, and I'll make him shine for the cameras. His famous frown doesn't deter me. His incredible body can't tempt me. Getting a promotion is all I care about when my parents' debt hangs over my head and my childhood home is in the balance.

What's the best way to get over your ex? By drunk sexting his dad...and getting under him. In my defense, I thought I was texting my friend. If I knew my ex's dad was on the other side, reading every single word, I would've never sent those dirty texts. But I did. And now Elio wants more.

It was a perfect plan. Grab my feckless brother from outside the pub, take him to our family cabin, and force him to sort his life out. Except, when I open the back of my little car, it's not my brother there, but the tall, dark, tattooed, Irish mafia boss he works for. And the kingpin is furious. Oops. Within seconds, he's turned the tables on me, and I'm his captive. Sorry won’t cut it. He wants compensation. And the only thing I have to offer him is myself. I might have kidnapped him, but the mafia boss isn’t going to let me go.

When I caught my fiancé cheating on me. With my maid of honor. On our wedding day. I ran away. And now I'm the nanny for three silver fox ranchers.

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.

When I prayed for a miracle this holiday season, little did I know I'd get Antonio, Benedict, and Hudson for Christmas. But fairy tales only exist in swoony love stories, and soon, some scary facts come to light: My stalker ex started the fire in my bakery....

I've been friends with Artemis since high school, when we bonded over crushing on the same guy. Six years later, we’re roommates in our shiny new post–college lives—she's training for the Olympics while I start my pro football career. We’ve both recently had bad break–ups and she says if she’s going to get back out there, she needs dating lessons. Naturally, she asks me—her completely platonic roommate—to teach her. We practice eye contact. Hand holding. Cuddling during movies. Because that's what best friends do, right? Practice intimacy? For science?

What do you do when the huge stone gargoyle you just happen to touch comes to life and declares he’s your protector? Well if you’re me, you try (unsuccessfully) to send him away. But Kael doesn’t want to leave my side. He says he has to keep me safe from the danger coming after me and I can’t exactly deny it. I have an abusive ex who’s determined to get back together—whether I want to or not.

Peter has made a terrible mistake. Set up to take a fall for a crime he didn't commit, Peter is facing ten years behind bars at Lockland Omega Penitentiary. Unable to handle the intense heat-blockers they use to keep the prison free from heat, he decides to sign up for the delinquent omega matching program. An alpha has to be better than prison… right? Peter commits to the program, signing away his rights and his future, agreeing to be claimed and owned by whichever alpha the program matches him to.

I'd always idolized them growing up, but since they forced me back, I see them for who they are. My four beautiful, angry boys grew into stubborn, selfish men. Men who take what they want with no regard for anyone or anything. Except maybe me.

She doesn't know I'm a prince. I like to secretly hook up with random girls at a club. Especially when they're girls I can't have. Girls like Maya, who works for me. My family hired her to design our outfits, but I want more. In fact, I'd much rather see us together… without clothes and in my bed. The only problem is… I'm a prince and she doesn't know. Too bad we already made out at the club. When she walks into my room, she'll find out just how hard I can be. And how hard I'll fight to win her over…

To the rest of the world, Rome Moreno is the Riff King. An icon, a Rock God. When I met him, he mistook me for a stripper and asked me to ride his lap. So, consider me unimpressed. I didn't mean for him to take that as a challenge . . . There's no place for a tattooed hunk of trouble like Rome in the regimented life of a world-class dance princess. My days run on a carefully timed clock—where I go, when I practice, what I eat. I sold my soul to the devil to pay for my dreams, and I've accepted it. But one taste of forbidden fruit can do the most destructive things.

It started with a threat . . . "Shut your mouth or pay the consequences." That's the problem with being the only female in the world's largest rock band. I attract crazed fans and stalkers on a daily basis. Much to Adrian's displeasure. As our band manager, it's Adrian Hale's job to protect us. And that's all I am to him . . . a job. Because I've kept him at a distance for the sake of my career . . . among other reasons. There's a secret I've been keeping. There's a past I've been hiding. There's a fire spreading inside me that's burning to get out.