Resultado narrado por "Tom Haire" em Todas as categorias

One fresh start. Two broken souls and a last chance to find salvation. They say that time heals all wounds, but they haven’t been handed a folded flag. Almost six years later, Chloe Triplett is ready to try and move on. New job, new town, but saying you’re ready and actually doing it are two very different things. Besides, what kind of crazy person would want to take on a single mom with a dog? They say that pain is temporary, but they haven’t buried someone they love.

It started the moment she passed out in my arms. Seduction. Vile. Depraved. Desire. She couldn't remember her past but looked to me like I was her future. My walls were built. My heart was cold. My emotions vacant. After being alone for five years with only my motorcycle club at my side, she was who I had been searching for. The one I had needed all along to light up the darkness surrounding my life. Just when I thought I had her, just when I thought I could finally allow myself that happiness I didn't think I deserved, she was ripped from my hands.

Professor Filíp Nekola’s wife dies unexpectedly in Brno, Czechoslovakia, and his troubled teenage foster daughter, Miomir, comes under suspicion. Filíp must protect his two other wards, younger siblings brought to him six years earlier when an assassin, Karanosz Tasev, killed the children’s parents. A detective appears, telling Filíp he has learned of Tasev’s hunt for Miomir.

We were supposed to be building a world which would subjugate all other worlds to the glory of Der Führer himself. But it was brought down by my own hands. The hands of a genius. Believe me when I tell you that I was sure I was doing it all for the right reasons.

When escaping, one should make a plan. Someone should have told past-me that first.... I also need to fix a little issue or four if I ever escape. "Surprise, I have a caster for mate" wasn’t exactly how I saw my wedding going. I also didn’t see this. He betrayed me. Now that I’ve found my powers, you’d think I know what I’m doing. The betrayal among the wolves is worse than ever, and I’m not sure how to end it. Add in that my past is catching up to me and I just have more questions.

There is nothing better than a mocha frappe on the way to the office in the morning and Sunday spent on South Beach. I'm getting closer to the big 3-0 and finding that perfect guy is getting harder and harder even though I work for a sports agency buzzing with jocks. They are married, players, or jerks.