Resultado narrado por "James Cavenaugh" em Todas as categorias

It's been three months since Margrete Wood defeated her depraved father and saved the mystical island of Azantian. But the monstrous creatures released that night have hidden themselves in the human realm, and Margrete and her king set sail to hunt them down. When disaster strikes on the high seas, Margrete and the crew find themselves stranded on the shores of a new and dangerous island.

Skylar Hicks had nothing in common with the wealthy outsider of the town's founding family. Jumping back into the dating pool with anyone was the last thing she had time for, and certainly not with Baxter Moore after how awful things had gone when they first met. No matter how gorgeous he was. Or determined. After a devastating loss, Baxter's priorities shifted. He left the big city behind so he could reconnect with his extended family. Dating was the last thing on his mind . . . until Skylar's righteous fury made a big impression.

Forced to marry the wealthy Count Casbian by her power-hungry father, Margrete turns to the gods, praying for a life free from the men who wish to rule her. Across the sea, a ruthless immortal answers . . . Planning to use Margrete to reclaim a powerful relic stolen from his people, Bash, a devilishly handsome king, kidnaps Margrete on the day of her nuptials. Bringing her to his home, the mystical island of Azantian, it isn't long before a devastating secret is revealed—one that ties Margrete to the gods themselves.

Jess Bryant never believed she was the one the prophecy spoke of, but when she used her psychic abilities to open a doorway to the Dimension of Light, she could no longer deny her fate. But her gift came with a hefty price tag—danger in the form of a vengeful angel hell-bent on destroying her.

You have to be pretty desperate to consult someone referred to as the "Drunken Psychic" for insight into your perennially single status. Because tonight, after trying to make heads or tails of the psychic's mysterious pronouncements about my love life, I arrive home to find a man on my couch.

Every choice has a consequence. Charlotte Thompson knows it all too well. On the run from her past, she hopes to start over in her new home. To keep her secret safe, she must avoid getting close to anyone. The last thing she wants is to get involved with the town's notorious bad boy.

Dark men. They are intriguing, and charming, and powerful. They are changing the world. They are changing themselves. They are playing with lust, and love, and fear, and loathing. Addicted to each other, to their secret, to the seduction, to the sex. It’s a crash in the making. And yes, it’s on purpose. These men are dark. And this is the story of how Nova Ryan loves them.

My best friend, Tate, and I have plans. Big plans. 1. Get the hell out of Merlot, California. 2. Ride trains around the world. Though I have a secret third entry on the list of things I want to do.... 3. Tate Lemieux. But when my family gets a life-changing diagnosis just as I'm about to graduate, all my plans look like they’ll go up in smoke.

I’m cursed. Yes, really. I broke a boy’s heart, because he wasn’t romance hero material, and his nonna cursed me to live out my favorite plotlines...without the happy ending. Consider my track record: Second-chance romance? Turns out my old flame returned home to cook meth, not take care of his parents.

The hunt is beginning to wear Mason down…until he meets (slightly) famous fashion designer Diego. Everything sparks between them - the banter, the sex, the fiery eye contact across a crowded room. There's just one thing: Diego is already married and living his happily-ever-after, which luckily (or not) for Mason includes outside courtships. But not quite in the way he'd always imagined. Mason thought he knew what would make him happy, but it turns out the traditional life he'd expected has some surprises in store.

It’s been a lot of years and another lifetime since Dax Trevino was a playboy detective for the Franklin Police Department. He’s been through hell and back, and now he just wants to be left alone so he can cuddle his otters. When two of his babies are kidnapped in the middle of the night and Claws and Effect Pet Detectives are called to the rescue, quiet, broody Dax never expects to be tackled and handcuffed by the only woman he ever regretted being a douchebag to all those years ago.

Did you know that during a pyrotechnic display, a single firework travels 481 feet per second and can take out a small village? Did you know it can also singe the ball hair off of any man standing within a mile radius of said-pyrotechnic display (and singed ball hair smells a lot like a sh*t-filled baby diaper that's been lit on fire), and it can make a vintage wedding dress go up in flames like a barn full of dry hay?

Sam and Noel have had more than their share of mishaps since they met, and are starting to wonder if they might be jinxed around the holidays. But what could possibly go wrong during a beautiful celebration like Easter, when spring is in the air, eggs need to be colored, baskets have to be filled, and cute little bunny decorations need a home?

What happens when your life goes to crap the week of Christmas? You invite a hot Marine you met in an airport bar to come home with you for the holidays, to distract your crazy family from the truth. With a handsy aunt, a meddling mother, and a father concerned for the wellbeing of his daughter's eggnog, there's no chance Sam and Noel will have time to fall in love...or will they?

Cupid hits a few roadblocks on the way to Sam and Noel's hearts after their whirlwind Christmas romance. N*pplegate 2016, a stray stripper, and a regrettable mix-up with narcotics are just the tips of the arrow when it comes to shooting these two with happily ever after. Nothing seeing a grown man wearing an adult diaper and wings can't fix...hopefully.

Stone Haven isn’t Torr Derrickson’s kind of town. Small. Quaint. The kind of place where everyone knows their neighbors’ business. Torr only came here as an act of brotherly love - to help his brother fulfill a lifelong dream of opening up a bar. The moment that cash drawer accepted its first dollar, Torr planned to be back in a real city, stalking the streets in hopes of more adventurous prey. Unfortunately, his reputation - as a bit of a playboy and, more importantly, a vampire - has already caught the attention of some townspeople, much to his brother’s dismay.

Even cursed blood can fall prey to love’s bite. Lawrence Derrickson never wanted to be a chief, let alone a vampire, but fate has always been a fickle beast...callous to the inner-workings of a man’s heart. Seven hundred years after he was turned, he’s still chief of Clan Karyn, although his clan now consists of only his three siblings. With no more castle to protect and defend, they are dedicated to only one cause - protecting the Cheld - their superhuman descendants.

Even cursed blood can fall prey to love’s bite. Kenton Morley and Lawrence Derrickson have hated each other ever since they were feuding border lords in medieval England and Scotland…700 years ago. When their bloodlines were cursed, birthing the world’s first vampires. Their feud has since carried through the centuries based on a new argument: Kenton seeks to destroy the Cheld - the only line of humans capable of killing their kind - while Lawrence seeks to save them.

Getting cast in a Vegas show was my ticket out...but I quickly realize that doesn’t mean I’m actually free as a bird. I’m not who I think I am. Not even a little. I meet my castmates - five men who say they were sent to protect me. They take me under their wing, but they’re keeping secrets from me, too.... They aren’t ordinary men. They are hawk-shifters, and they claim I’m part of a bigger purpose. I just wanted to dance, to move across a stage. But maybe I was meant for more. Maybe I was meant to fly. In fact, maybe I was meant to soar.

One second I was standing on the shore, wondering if I'll ever learn the truth about my parents, and the next I'm caught in a whirlpool, drowning. Someone - or something - is out to get me. But who? And why? An elite sailing team saved my life, but these irresistible men seem to think I called them here. They say I'm a Siren. Their Siren. Turns out there's a whole lot about me I never knew, and these men are here to help me figure it out. I wanted to become more badass this year.... I'd say growing a tail qualifies.