Resultado narrado por "Christian Leatherman." em Todas as categorias

FBI agent Aidan “Irish” Talley had it all until a harrowing car crash left him with a heap of survivor’s guilt and a hole in his heart where his happily ever after used to be. Aiming to fill the void, he returns to work—and to a new partner. Charming, smart, and athletic, Jamie is the last thing Aidan’s bruised heart needs. Cyber agent Jameson “Whiskey” Walker joined the Bureau three years ago and has pined for Aidan ever since. Working with the Irish expat is a fantasy and a challenge, one Jamie intends to win by earning the surly older agent’s trust and respect.

Romeo: fictional, someone who can fall in love with his whole heart, without a shred of doubt. The thing about fictional characters is just that; they’re not real. That kind of love doesn’t exist outside of the pages of books. At least, that’s what I thought… Until I saw her. And it was like getting shot, like taking a led bullet straight to the heart. It hurt, burned deep in my soul. She isn’t the Juliet to my Romeo. Because she doesn’t simply come from an opposing house.

Thatcher Reed is unhinged. I’ve known that since he held me captive in a cabin at twelve years old. We were both left with the scars from that summer but pardon me for not having sympathy for my kidnapper. It took years and countless therapy sessions to finally move on from Thatcher, only for me to find myself within his reach again.

Aidan loves Jamie and wants the bright future he was robbed of before. But the blowback from Aidan’s late husband’s dealings and the secrets everyone, even Jamie, kept from him threaten to burn Aidan alive. He needs a break from it all if he wants a future—a forever love—to come home to. Jamie hates that Aidan is on assignment without him, but he protects his partner’s back by following leads on Renaud, the terrorist responsible for making Aidan’s life hell.

Growing up in a small town in Georgia, I never dreamed of starting a band that would blow up from a viral video, or that I'd live in a mansion on the beach in Miami, Florida. Since we were seven years old, my best friend Percy had dreamed big enough for both of us. He'd always known this would be our future.

Pregnant and married at the young age of eighteen, I settled into my life not knowing there could ever be more. Until Mason, with his sexy smirk and magnetic baby blue eyes. With a single look and a few words, he made me feel sexy and alive. But as quickly as he came into my life, he was gone, leaving me wanting more. A few days later, my mom died, and her final words of advice—life's too short to settle—are what I vowed to live my life by. Not even a year after her death, I was divorced and ready to find the one.

Beckett Feldmore, the star forward of the NHL team the Cranes, is known for his athletic skills on the ice and his off-ice charm. When a knee injury jeopardizes his future in the sport, he finds himself drawn to the team’s beautiful new doctor. She’s not easily swayed by his cocky persona, and Beckett can’t help but be captivated by her, finding her indifference a challenge.

Alone and outnumbered, I'm held captive by my worst nightmares. My old pack thinks I'm worthless and weak, but I'm not the same Omega they once knew. They have no idea how hard I'll fight to get back to them—the six men who claimed my heart. My scent matches. My perfect pack. I'll go to any lengths, walk through any hell if it means getting to see them again. Now that I've had a taste of love, I'm not giving it up. I know my mates are coming for me, but if life has taught me anything, it's that sometimes, you have to claim your destiny for yourself.

I wasn’t supposed to be there that night, but my friend Sienna talked me into going to the party in Land’s End so she could spy on her boyfriend. While hiding out in the woods, we witnessed an unspeakable crime. And we did everything wrong afterward.

Special Agent Emmitt Marshall knows how to: Wear a cowboy hat. Hack anything. Win at chess. Fall in love with emotionally unavailable men. He even knows the perfect play to catch the terrorists who killed his mentor. Special Agent Levi Bishop doesn’t know how to: Move on after his wife’s death. Help his grieving son. Pay off his mountain of debt. Fix the mess some cowboy cyber agent made of his case. The same cowboy who proposes a marriage of convenience to stop a common enemy.

What began as a marriage of convenience is now the rock Marsh and Levi cling to as they enter the endgame. But defeating two kings is no easy feat. They’ll have to make all the right moves and lure their enemies to their side of the board where they have the advantage. But winning may cost them everything—their careers, their lives, and the love that’s become the center of their world.

Special Agent Levi Bishop needs to: Keep his son and family safe. Prove his boss was framed for a crime she didn’t commit. Convince his selfless cowboy husband that his needs matter too. Make a bold play before love slips through his fingers.

Izzy Marciano hates being the prodigal daughter. But with her ex getting too stalkery for comfort, the competitive single mom grabs her nine-year-old son and retreats to the safety of her mob-boss dad’s East Coast stronghold. And when her father hires a smoking-hot bodyguard, she has to constantly remind herself that the chiseled guardian is supposed to be totally off-limits.

I fell in love once and it was amazing. Until it wasn't. I swore to protect her. Until I didn't. I swore to love her forever. Until forever came too soon. After I lost her, I swore I would never fall in love again. Until I met Ashley.

The number one rule in life: never make a deal with Death…even if Death is your sister. Theodra, Goddess of War, knows not to break this rule. But like all arrogant gods, she does just that. Unable to hold back, she destroys a ship full of traffickers, unaware there are girls on board. When one of them dies, Theo trades with Death for a soul she will someday love. A soul for a soul. A good deal, in her esteemed opinion, since she is incapable of falling in love.

I run into Salvation on the sidewalk—literally. All six-foot-five dark, imposing inches of him. His scent makes me forget all the reasons I've sworn off Alphas and the rest of his pack smells just as sinful. They want to help me. Save me. Make me theirs. Fate may have brought us together, but the past has taught me that dreams are just illusions. My old pack will never let me go, and they're dangerous. So dangerous I should keep on running to keep these new, tempting men safe.

After striking a deal with a slimy merchant, Aurelie Cane's life is forever changed. Traded to the fae to maintain peace between the two realms, she finds herself thrust into a world of myth and chaos. When her captor has plans to sell her hand in marriage in exchange for his own personal gain, she must decide whether she will sit and wait or stand and fight. Seeking anything that will get her out of this arrangement, Aurelie confides in the bodyguard assigned to her by the cruelest man she'd ever known.

My name is Easton Donovan, and I massively screwed up. I should've given her the world. Should've been everything she deserved. Instead, I broke her like every promise I've ever made. The darkness tells me to let her go. Memories of my past keep me from letting her in. Someone should tell her that loving me is a losing game. Just being around her is a high I've never known. If she knows what's good for her, she'll cut me off. Given the chance, I'll ruin her the way I've done to others. But with the bomb she just dropped, she's here to stay.

Time is running out for Trinity Benoit. She must get married to claim her grandfather’s legacy. In her family’s social circle, any man interested in her is only after the inheritance. Not to mention, those men aren’t her type. Always attracted to bad boys, Roman Sanchez steals Trinity’s attention the day she lays eyes on him. Nothing goes to plan when she approaches Roman with her proposal.

Emory is the opposite of a good time. He's the grump that won't stop grumping, and our arguments escalate quicker than my heart rate after a roller coaster's fall. He knows I can see right through his broody gaze and big ideas. Repairing the coaster? More like overhauling his own company's reputation, regardless of whether it helps our local theme park. But when our firm handshakes start lingering too long, or when his muscled thighs rest against mine under the table, I'm thrown for a loop.