Resultado narrado por "TROY DURAN" em Todas as categorias

Omegas are supposed to crave alphas, to yearn for a pack. But not me. I'd rather scrub toilets than succumb to those instincts. That's why I'm hiding my true nature this Christmas, pretending to be a beta and working as a live-in housekeeper for a pack of alphas—NHL star Rory Sampson, football player Nathan Lane, Olympic swimmer Henry Goldstein, and MMA fighter Xander Brin. Thanks to Callaway Pheromone Suppressant Spray, they don't suspect a thing. It's the perfect plan... until a blizzard hits during my heat week and traps me with them.

When Murgha's degenerate father bets their last bit of coin—and her—in a high-stakes game of kings and bones, she fears she will become the property of the lecherous ambassador. But when the most fearsome dark fae she has ever seen steps into the game and wins the pot, she knows her fate is much worse. She is now owned by the enemy. Now in the hands of a shadow fae priest with an agenda of his own, Murgha mistrusts his motives and the secrets he keeps. But she realizes quickly that her unexpected fall into the keeping of Vallon isn't so surprising after all.

The board has been set. The players have been chosen. Vivaxia tried to make Camillia a pawn in our eternal game—when she’s wrong about her. She’s not meant to be a pawn. She’s our queen. The Hell Fae Realm is in dire need of one, especially when rogue Virtuous Fae magic strikes. Who is an enemy? Who is being controlled? The last thing I want to do is punish the innocent, but that’s all part of Vivaxia’s game. She wants to hurt me, and deeply. That means dismantling everything I’ve built, finding ways to make all of the kingdoms turn on me. Had she planned for every outcome, she might have won.

Petra is skeptical when it comes to the French Quarter’s creepy urban legends. Until she meets Dax Rousseau, the proprietor of the House of Ink and Blood. The eldritch markings on his flesh tell more than the tale of a doomed bloodline. They come slitheringly alive. And the nearer Petra gets to the maddeningly sexy Dax, the closer she is to being the next victim of his ancient family curse.

I did not intentionally get my butt stuck to a frozen toilet seat. I did not mean to spray my favorite singer in the face with pepper spray. Promise: I'm just a fangirl, not a stalker. Pop-rock band, Inked Pages, has just rescued this failed bookshop owner from a desolate rest stop. These four spicy rockstars plan to drop me off at home and skedaddle to their ultra-viral holiday concert. But the blizzard is a Christmas miracle in disguise.

My life has been spent drenched in the blood of my enemies. Our family legacy, left only to me when my brother walked away. Women are pawns in a game for pleasure, nothing more—until her. Madison Parker.

Carter McCord is everything I shouldn’t want. Fifteen years younger, he’s too cocky, too good-looking, and a playboy notorious for leaving broken hearts and wreckage in his wake. To make matters worse, he’s my competition. As an executive at my company’s top rival, the young hotshot is strictly off limits both professionally and personally. I’ve got a career to protect and a teenage daughter to raise. The last thing I need is the kind of man who makes women beg. But Carter isn’t interested in keeping it casual. The way he touches me, the way he needs me—it’s more than sex. It’s obsession.

These forgotten witches aren't too wicked to fall for. A coven of shadows with a curse on my heart and my house. They bake f*cked-up cupcakes in my kitchen and unalive influencers in my front yard. These men make zombies out of their own relatives, and a panting mess out of their own wife. The Witchwoods are a violent stain on the world. Eradicating that blight is worth the dirty, rotten things we do. With a second coven's sacrifice, we can close the gate. Locking the Hag Wytch in her supernatural prison has to be easier with more witches.

When Dean Lincoln takes on the high-profile appeal of a man accused of killing a respected South Carolina judge, he knows the case is stacked against him. But as Lincoln digs deeper, he uncovers more than procedural missteps—he finds a conspiracy that reaches the highest levels of power. With dangerous men closing ranks and witnesses going silent, Lincoln must risk everything to unravel a web of corruption before it buries him next.

My recent one-night-stand was perfect in every way, so I ghosted him to save my heart. Only to find out he’s my new neighbor! Now Marcus and I must team up to stop greedy land developers from destroying our homes. Along the way, I discover that he’s not just a monster under the sheets but sweet, considerate, and super protective to boot. My heart is definitely toast. But the musclebound minotaur is hiding a dangerous secret. And if his past catches up to him, it will threaten much more than our homes. It may cost him his freedom, and me my heart.

My name is not the only thing on Nicklas Knight's naughty list—so is my body. He's the most possessive man I've ever met—cold and calculating. When he needs an heir, he offers me a contract that ensures my sister is taken care of for a long time. In return, he buys the right to breed me. This December, I belong to him—and trust me, he's no jolly old Saint Nick. His jealousy is a living, breathing thing, and he won't tolerate anyone else even glancing in my direction.

Ribbons are fascinating. They curl and twine, yet unravel so beautifully. Especially when wrapped around a woman’s sensual form. Alas, I’ve woven so many intricate knots around Camillia De la Croix that I worry she’ll never allow me the privilege of untying her. My pretty little captive is stubborn. Powerful. So delectably perfect. I’ve wanted her for many moons now. To taste her. Captivate her. Dress her in ribbons and devour her. But just as I’m about to make my move, to finally show her who I really am, she’s taken from my grasp to a place I thought long destroyed.

I wish I’d known the tall, gruff, intimidating stranger I’m trapped in an elevator with in the dark would end up being my soon to be billionaire boss before I told him off... After my good for nothing cousin stole my boyfriend (who was my boss), and I found myself without a home or a job, I swore off men for the rest of my life. I’m way too jaded to fall for another smooth talker in a bespoke suit…But then, I get trapped in an elevator (in the dark) with one.

I chased after a monster, and now I’m not sure I’ll survive his wrath. Gavril Nitkin is renowned for his dark and depraved ways. After years of crushing on the hot, sadistic, and intimidating professor, I finally try to reel him in. Big mistake. The man isn’t human, he’s a beast. And now I’ve got his attention, he won’t leave me alone. He’s mean, tortured, wicked, and possibly insane. There’s a change in the way he looks at me. He looks at me with a simmering inferno burning in those unique hazel eyes.

I make a living out of screwing over the jerks who capture and torment supernatural beasties. But when I free a bunch of particularly powerful monsters from their cages, I'm not counting on them following me home like lost puppies. Stunningly hot lost puppies, but still. These manly monsters are determined to repay me for my help, and they won't get out of my apartment until they're satisfied we're even.

At nine years old, I lost everything to a drunk driver's careless actions. Thrust into the Wilson's foster home, I found an unlikely guardian in Talon, whose fierce eyes and protective nature became my anchor in a world of chaos. As years passed, our bond deepened into something darker, more possessive. But when they caught us together, they made sure our separation was absolute. Now I'm at MIT, trapped in an engagement to a man whose true nature emerges behind closed doors. But Talon lurks in the shadows, his obsessive love a dangerous promise of salvation.

As the daughter of a ruthless crime lord, I knew the rules—never fall for the enemy. But that didn’t stop me from giving my heart to three dangerous, beautiful men from a rival family. We were young, reckless, and willing to risk everything for each other. Until my father found out. His punishment was brutal. His message clear. And when I lost the life growing inside me, I knew I had to disappear—for their sake as much as mine.

I accidentally married three witch stalkers. They've escaped perpetual hell, courtesy of yours truly. They've also gone viral with their annoying thirst trap asses in leather. #theWitchwoodBoys Fine. The power of magic is worth the price.

The moment I laid eyes on Aurora, I knew she was mine… That didn't stop me from screwing up our relationship, though. Now she's single again and on the cover of Sports Illustrated for the entire world to see—and I'd do anything to get her back. Anything. No more drugs or alcohol. Leave my temper on the ice. When I bump into Aurora out of the blue, it feels like destiny. She's pregnant and alone, and I'm more than willing to be the man she needs.

The last thing I remember is arriving at the massive gates with a Bounty Hunter staring me down. I have a feeling he was supposed to take me to the monster holding arena to fight. Instead, I’m Fortune Academy’s newest student. I can relate to the monsters in ways the other students can’t. My mentor, who is way too hot for his own good, tells me my behavior is the result of my memory loss and that I’m just trying to identify with a past pain that I’ve buried too far to feel.