Resultado narrado por "John Hartley" em Todas as categorias

In Searching for Finley, Searching for Heather, and Searching for Khloe, three full-length stand alone novels, you get search dogs, sexy mechanics, a plus size heroine, blue collar heroes, a small town bakery, action and adventure, secrets, cults, a slobbery bloodhound, strong heroines, secrets, a librarian, grumpy sunshine, heroines in peril, a veterinarian, rescues, protective heroes, a tight-knit girl tribe, happily ever afters galore, and just enough spice to satisfy you.

After finally allowing herself to love again, Harper wakes up miles away from the men who have kept her safe—and in the hands of those determined to destroy her from the inside out. Unsure of whether or not she can rely on Ronan, Mac, and Finn to save her, Harper must find the strength to free herself. But if she does, how is she meant to face what comes next?

For as long as I can remember, I've felt its whispers beneath my skin, pulling me toward something I can't name. But I never expected the sea to answer back until the day I found the ruins. Until the day they came for me.

All my life, my parents bounced around hippie communes, dragging me along for the shroom-fueled ride. When they announced we were moving again, I expected more of the same—group cabins, rundown shacks, or flimsy yurts. But Eternal Sun was nothing like the other places. It was a dream come true. Until that dream plummeted into a nightmare. When the leader of the luxurious wellness center shared where I fit into his prophecy, I was forced to run away from everything I knew and loved—including my parents.

Harper Hayes is an introverted, curvy, curly-haired, coffee-loving bookstore owner. And now, she's officially all alone. She has no family, friends, or life outside her parents' bookstore. She's made it her mission to live the rest of her life alone, not willing to take the risk of loving and losing. Again. That is, until the three giant men, cloaked in danger, came to steal her in the night.

An elven prince shouldn't be working at Best Burgers Bonanza. Yet here I am, banished to the human realm for a lifetime of toil and misery. I guess that's what I get for being a traitor and the shortest elf at the Nocturne Court, with a shadow no darker than a tea stain. I'm stuck with no scheme up my sleeve when destiny brings me face to face with the answer to all my troubles.

Paris in the fall. The Eiffel Tower, the blanket of colorful leaves on the ground of the Jardin du Luxembourg, and the picturesque cobbled streets of Montmartre. Sounds amazing, right? That's exactly what I thought when my boss offered me to come here to critique restaurants. Well, the reality is a completely different beast. There is no accordion music playing in the street, the city smells like smoke, and I have yet to see a single guy wearing a beret! This was all a lie. To top it all, I'm now a prisoner of this city because of a national strike keeping all planes on the ground.

When Whitley Whitt becomes the chef at Castle Tepesh, she wants nothing more than to get the funds to buy back her grandmother's bakery and return to living her best life, reading romance and baking cupcakes. But the castle gets creepier day by day, and she thinks Connor O'Doyle is the biggest bosshole to ever live.

I always believed in fate. But I never expected fate to come in the form of four archangels, watching me from the shadows, guarding me from threats I didn't even know existed. Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel, and Michael. Warriors. Protectors. Divine beings who had no business being in my world. And yet, they whispered of bloodlines long buried, of ancient power hidden within me, power that made me a target. A force that, if awakened, could change everything. They were meant to watch me, nothing more. But the longer we fought against what pulled us together, the harder it became to resist.

My pretty little Storm didn't want a knight in shining armor to save her from captivity. Which was good, because my reputation wasn't built on being prince-like to damsels in distress. No, it was built on being a psychotic menace who often played surgeon with my targets before I eliminated them. That was precisely what I did to the men who harmed Olivia Everett before I saved her from the Velvet Cage. I stalked them. I hunted them. And then I delivered their missing pieces to her on a silver platter. Piece by piece, I healed her brokenness with those souvenirs. But I had to do it quickly.

Welcome back to your darkest nightmare. I am Death, and they've stripped away my mask of mercy. My little lamb, I will paint the streets red until you're safe in my arms again.

Paige isn't looking forward to spending her summer trying to wrangle kids who can turn into animals. But no matter her own feelings, family comes first. This job is the only way she can afford to send her little brother Archie back to camp this year—and now, more than ever, he has to get better control of his bear. All she has to do is keep her head down, work hard, and make sure Archie doesn't get distracted from his shifting lessons. There's just one problem, and it's six-foot-five and wearing a suit. The charismatic, confident, devastatingly attractive camp manager…

My life was progressing nicely until my brother died. Since his death, I've ached to feel human again, and the feeling I gravitate towards most is danger. I'd never experienced that feeling… until Harry St. James stumbled into my ex-boyfriend's house at three a.m., covered in blood. It just so happens that his secrets hold the terror and release that I crave. And I'll stop at nothing to experience it.

What could possibly be the most infuriating thing to a vampire disgusted by the internet? A twenty-six-year-old social media influencer who just ran out on her cheating ex-fiancé and insists on staying in Vlad's quiet castle. But he needs money to repair his ancestral home, and Aubrey needs a place to lick her wounds after getting her heart broken. He is ready to have humans invading his space. He is not, however, ready for her.

Castaway on a desert island, Vice has lost everything and everyone. If she's going to live—truly live—she must not only fight to survive but also battle her inner demons. Only then can she escape her island… and her past. Without the woman he loves, Knigh is unraveling like a frayed rope. Around him, the refugee fleet that fled the battle of Nassau is low on food, water, and options. As the Royal Navy closes in, they must keep one step ahead or all they sacrificed will be for nothing.

Buck has been a lot of things in his life—a Marine, a firefighter, human. And now, after an unwanted bite, he's a motherloving werewolf. With wings. All he wants is to ignore the feral furball sharing his skin, but that's hard when he keeps waking up naked on a cabin roof. The cursed mutt has a mind of its own, and it insists on dragging him to one place: Camp Thunderbird. A secret summer camp for shifter kids… which is in desperate need of a camp counselor.

I thought I could outrun my past, but some truths are impossible to escape. For years, I've hidden from the shadows that haunt me, but fate has a way of catching up. Now, my world has unraveled, and the secrets I've uncovered are forcing me to confront the person I was always meant to be. A witch. A Keeper. A woman with five fated mates I never expected to find.

Harrowdean Manor is on fire. When a violent riot erupts, the fragile order inside the institute's walls crumbles overnight. Mob mentality and chaos now reign. We're in the eye of the storm. But the real war is in our minds. Amidst the anarchy, the true enemy lurks just beyond the barricades. Plotting. Preparing. Waiting to strike. Escaping their sick experiment won't erase our sins. Danger still lurks around every corner as we flee a criminal conspiracy on the verge of collapse.

She was already mine. I just tore her cute panties off and made her admit it. I'm her dad's best friend. But that didn't stop me from baring that perfect little ass of hers and spanking it the way she's always needed it spanked, then pinning her to the wall and making her come until she screamed. Or from carrying her off to my estate with my seed still dripping down her chest. I promised myself I would at least be gentle with her. Then I lost control, bent her over, and ravaged her virgin body so long and hard she almost passed out in my arms when I was through.

Reunited with her crew, Vice is on the hunt for Drake's treasure. But there's a good reason it hasn't been seen in two hundred years—it's hidden by fiendish clues and deadly traps. To keep her crew—her family—safe, she can't afford a single misstep. That's easier said than done with a distraction like Knigh Blackwood around.