Resultado narrado por "Cecily Foster" em Todas as categorias

I bit a vampire. I sank my teeth right into his flesh and drew blood, and I liked it. Now, I’m craving it as if I’m a creature of the night. I’m far from it. My family has been hunting bloodsuckers for centuries. So it comes as a horrifying shock when my aunt catches me licking blood off a knife like its cake batter. Panicking, she calls someone who she thinks can help me. Little does she know that dangling me like a carrot to formidable Sam Mason has consequences no one is prepared for, especially me.

Centuries of hunting bloodsuckers courses through my veins. Until I met the powerful Vampire Navy SEAL Sam Mason. He’s gorgeous, possessive, deadly, and all mine. My family begs to differ. Since I crossed enemy lines, I’m a disgrace, lost my mind, and committed a sacrilege they want me to atone for. My penance for sleeping with a vampire—lock me away until they can brainwash me. But there are bigger things at play. It’s not me the Aberdeens should worry about.

The fate of humankind rests on the shoulders of one of our own flesh and blood. A child whose mere existence has the power to send shockwaves through the world, throwing everything off balance. But amidst this prophecy lies a grim reality—a second prediction that includes my head on a spike. It’s not my life I’m worried about but my children’s. Two of them have been abducted, and the thought of losing them forever is unbearable.

I kill bloodsuckers for a living. The job should be simple—capture the target and collect the money. But when I draw my enemy out in the open, I’m blindsided by his mesmerizing green eyes and snarky wit. Sam Mason is the type of vampire my mom warned me about—the kind who will seduce you with his easy smile and arrogant charm. Yet, I know better. The Vampire Navy SEAL oozes mayhem and sex appeal. Sam’s deadly swagger puts me on edge and sets my nerves on fire. If I mess with him, he’ll annihilate me in a second. That thrills and terrifies me at the same time.

Hale Hartlock was getting married for one reason only: to give his wild younger brother a nurturing influence. Omegas were a rarity, and one wouldn't choose to live in the wildlands. Hale wouldn't take any chances, not when his hatred of the spoiled designation ran so deeply. He swore to the men of Hartlock Ranch, Ruck and Oliver, that nothing would change, certainly not their hearts. But Esta, Hale's sweet beta bride, was a temptation none of them could resist.

Sentenced for a crime she didn’t commit, Samara is bullied by guards and tormented by the screams of her fellow prisoners. She’s resigned herself to enduring her fifteen-year term… until she learns that the freedom she's been promised is the cruelest lie of all. Now she's faced with a choice: resign herself to dying in the cold walls of Castle Greymere, or do the unthinkable and escape. But no one leaves Greymere alive. So to break out of the prison? She’ll have to use one of the undead.

As a little girl, I dreamed of finding my own Prince Charming—just like in the story my mom used to read to me. But as a woman who grew up living a life that was anything but a fairy tale, I never expected it to happen to me, and certainly not in the bordello I worked at in Las Vegas. When our eyes locked, I knew, in another life, Liam could easily be my Prince Charming, but in my world, those kind of men didn’t exist.

Serving cocktails with morning sickness is bad enough. Stumbling into a mob hit? Nightmare. Running is my only choice. Although I never expected to run into him. Alek. The hook-up I can't forget. The guy I saw murdered was his brother. And he'll do anything to find the killer—even if that means keeping me under lock and key until I ID the shooter. Now, he's the only one standing between me and a bullet.

When Erika and her team of archaeologists break the seal on the temple they’ve been hunting, they unwittingly take the first step in a series of rituals designed to revive the long-sleeping denizens inside. Now, with every breath they take, they inhale air steeped in dragon magic—and perfumed with otherworldly, irresistible desire. Erika wants nothing more than to prove she’s still in control.

Giovanni is my savior... But he wants me for himself. I’ve grown used to men wanting me and taking what’s not theirs to take. But he’s different. He wants to keep me, make me part of his dark world, and I would gladly follow him into the darkness. But his life is trapped in a cage, and his family holds the keys. If forced to choose, we could lose it all.

Serving cocktails with morning sickness is bad enough. Stumbling into a mob hit? Nightmare. Running is my only choice. Although I never expected to run into him. Alek. The hook-up I can't forget. The guy I saw murdered was his brother. And he'll do anything to find the killer—even if that means keeping me under lock and key until I I.D. the shooter. Now, he's the only one standing between me and a bullet.

It's scary how much life can change in an instant. One minute I'm preparing for a new school year in my San Diego town, and the next I'm being ripped from my childhood home. Making the cut from my father's death two years ago that much deeper. Not only am I being forced to leave a place that reminds me so much of him, but I'm being forced to move hundreds of miles across the country to a city I've only learned about through Mom and social media.

On the tenth day of Christmas, the Fighting series gave to me... One grown child in another state, two teenagers about to graduate, and seven more kids growing up way too quickly. Join the Fighting gang, along with their families, as they celebrate Christmas in Breckenridge under the same roof, one last time.

This spicy Formula 1 romance pairs a journalist with a mysterious Team Principal, perfect for fans of Drive to Survive on Netflix and readers of Hannah Grace and Sarah Adams. After a decade in journalism, Natalia Evans has reached the pinnacle of her career—lead reporter for Auto Racing...

Her marriage was a lie. Anita Orazio had never been interested in any man before she met her handsome new husband. He'd courted her with relentless energy, and she'd fallen hard and fast, like a fool. Until she overheard him saying he only married her to get an introduction to The Gardener. Everybody in Greenich Bay whispered the name of the reclusive assassin. The anonymous poisoner who could provide wares for anyone who could afford him, or find him.

When I let my most embarrassing secret slip to the person I wanted it kept from most of all. Damn you, tequila. I'm a grown woman. I turned thirty this year, and I've been running my own business for the last decade, a dream I made a reality all on my own. I have an amazing group of friends. Life is good. I'm happy. Well, except for one little problem I'm still a virgin. How did this happen? How did I manage to live this long without ever making it past second base? I don't know. Maybe it just never felt right. Maybe I was waiting for something. Or someone.

Riggs Malone. Star quarterback and captain of the football team. The boy all the girls wanted and all the boys wanted to be. My first love. And the only person who ever broke me. I have a great life. I've fulfilled my dream of running my own coffee shop-slash-library in my hometown, I own my own home, and I have the best group of friends a girl could ask for. Everything is perfect. Or it was. When a neighboring town starts its very own professional football franchise, he gets himself traded to be the starting quarterback of the Branston Bandits.

Clean cut, all-American, hot as sin, and sweet enough to lick all over. That’s how my friend Skye describes Miles Blake. It’s how I’d describe him, too, if I didn’t just find out the one-night stand that rocked my world is my best friend’s fiancé’s best friend…God, what a mouthful.

In the shadowy underworld of Greenich Bay, even my status as the Orazio heir couldn't shield me from heartbreak. Jesse, Logan, and Briar, the ones I trusted most, shattered me after five years of love. No proposal, just betrayal. Vengeance drove me into the arms of my ex-fiancé, a rival crime family scion. Let them see how quickly I can move on. They don't need to know that our arrangement is fake.

Pretty sure I was a serial killer in my past life. Because karma is kicking my ass in this one. Everything was copasetic. I was coasting on the wave of life… until a gnarly swell pulled me under, and I washed ashore to a nightmare. A nightmare there was no waking from. So I packed my shit and moved all the way to the other side of the country—to the only place someone was willing to give me a second chance.