Resultado narrado por "ALEX KYDD" em Todas as categorias

Pretending to be married to my brother's best friend and my biggest enemy is the last thing I imagined I'd be doing. But there was a thin line between lust and hate, and when I fell into bed with the NHL's rookie playboy, I found out just how easy that line got blurred. We were enemies with benefits, but then two pink lines changed it all. Now he was bringing me back home to his family's farm and faking it became real . . . in more ways than one. He was meant to be the enemy but falling for him meant letting him win.

I’ve known my entire life that everyone in Hell wants me dead. They fear me. Not because I’m the Devil’s daughter—well, okay, that may be part of it—but because they think I’m a bad omen. My father was prophesied to have a son. Then I came along, and every resident in Hell believes I’m the beginning of their end. I’m the female version of my father. I’m ruthless because I have to be. I’m a killer, because it’s kill or be killed, and I sure as Hell don’t want to die.

Joss Lennon was shy. Sweeter than any baked good. Outta my league. Her life was cupcakes, hand turkeys, and working too many hours to pay the mortgage her ex-fiance dumped on her. Mine was strip club drama, breaking hands, and working too many hours to fix the dumpster fire my cousin left me. I had no business sniffing around Joss. No business wondering about her pent-up wild. It would be selfish to drag her into my wicked. That wasn't gonna stop me.

Sly Remington has a plan. And it does not involve falling in love with his high school crush, the literal girl next door. But sometimes, fate makes plans of its own....

I've always heard there's a fine line between love and hate. No one told me that line could destroy me. Noah Fontaine. King of the school. My living nightmare. The object of my fantasies. My new stepbrother. I did whatever it took to survive him. Every day he took more of me. I just didn't expect him to take my heart. Because of the boy I once hated, I'd never be the same girl again.

Dancing on bar tops means the night is going great. Exiting the bar hauled over the shoulder of Heston University's infamous hockey captain? Not my idea of a good time. But my would-be knight would have to do. I needed an escape route from my brother… his biggest rival. Easton Blake is the perfect reminder of why I avoid hockey players. Cocky. Frustratingly sexy. Accustomed to every girl in his orbit falling for his charm. With his sultry smile that tells me he knows all the ways to make girls come undone with his touch, I'm almost the next score on his stats.

You'd think witch hunts were a thing of the past, but it turns out, some dragons aren't happy with a witch living in their village. What's worse, my family can't seem to let me go, and I'm scared of how far they'll go to keep me from using my magic. If I have to leave Amber Bay to save my men from being hunted, then that's what I'll do. Even if my heart will break with every mile I put between us. But they won't let me go. They'll fight for me until their last breath, and I want nothing more than to stay with them.

Ever since her younger sister's engagement was announced, Harper Williams has been dreading the wedding. What should be a joyous, sun-drenched affair is sure to be filled with plenty of awkward moments, thanks to Harper's strained relationship with her only sibling. Awkwardness enhanced by the wedding's location—a lake in Maine, swimming with painful memories of their late father. Running into Drew Halifax—her childhood crush, who grew up to be the golden boy of hockey—is a surprise. Not nearly as shocking as his offer to be her plus-one is, though.

My name is Rachel Price, and two months ago, I walked away from the perfect man. Sweet and funny, and so hot it should be illegal—we shared one magical night. No names. No strings. I never thought I'd see him again. I was wrong. It turns out Mr. Perfect is the playboy grinder for the Jacksonville Rays, the NHL's hottest new hockey team . . . and I'm his new physical therapist. Oh, and the jerk doesn't even recognize me!

My name is Tess Owens, and my life is officially on fire. I never thought dancing at my best friend's wedding would be the match to light the flames. But with one lingering touch, one longing look . . . and one sneaky caterer holding a camera phone, my almost ex-husband is ready to torch my entire life. Unwilling to face the heat, I do what I do best: I run. Straight into the arms of Rachel and her team of NHL hockey players.

When I arrived in Alaska, I thought I signed up for a simple IT job. I didn't think I'd have to create a massive magic spell with my funky witchy powers—for a village of sea dragons, no less. But here I am. Surrounded by my family's mortal enemies, trying to learn spells most five-year-olds can perform, and getting flustered over guys who turn into mythical beings. The worst thing: I don't even mind that much. Because as terrifying as this new world is, these three men make it worthwhile.

Serpent and Dove meets These Hollow Vows in this all-new YA fantasy series about a druid and the Fae royal she's been tasked to protect.

Grief fresh and emotions raw, Gus Hawthorne is forced to return to life long before he’s ready or willing. His up-and-coming band, Rook, is set to commence a postponed European tour, their debut album is blowing up worldwide, and all he wants to do is hide.

Bastian Bishop. That's his name. He's rough, rugged, and utterly unpredictable. Silent and steady one second, and a nightmare the next. He's an outsider and in my world outsiders don't belong. But he doesn't seem to care. After one night of reckless rebellion, the tattooed tyrant keeps coming back, sneaking into my world without permission, and causing trouble I can't allow. I should end it before my father discovers my existence and does it for me. But Bastian says, like it or not... I am his now, that nothing and no one will stand in his way.

I don’t take anything too seriously. Not the career that’s brought me fame and fortune, or the never-ending string of women that fill my bed, and definitely not myself. But life has a way of turning on a dime. The party is over. All the jokes have been told. One beautiful face blurs with the next beautiful body and all I feel is...empty. Until her.

I knew my fate the moment I surrendered. I’d seen the public executions on TV. No jury. No bail. Just a hole in the ground and a bullet between the eyes, broadcast live in high-definition. There are worse ways to die, I told myself. I was doing the right thing, exchanging my life for Rain’s. Survival wasn’t everything.

With only three days left until the predicted apocalypse, the small town of Franklin Springs, Georgia, has become a wasteland of abandoned cars, abandoned homes, abandoned businesses, and abandoned people. People like Rainbow Williams. Rain isn’t afraid of dying. In fact, she’s looking forward to it. If she can just outrun her pain until April 23, she’ll never have to feel it at all.

I’ve lived my life by a strict set of rules—rules that have kept me alive, rules that have kept the nightmares of my past at bay. But the moment I met her, I crossed all of them out with a giant X and scrawled the words Protect Rainbow Williams next to them in murderous block letters. That’s all I cared about. Keeping her safe. Keeping her—period.

With only three days left until the predicted apocalypse, the small town of Franklin Springs, Georgia, has become a wasteland of abandoned cars, abandoned homes, abandoned businesses, and abandoned people. People like Rainbow Williams. Rain isn’t afraid of dying. In fact, she’s looking forward to it. If she can just outrun her pain until April 23, she’ll never have to feel it at all.

They say every happily ever after needs a wedding. Heaven knows after the hell we’ve survived, we deserve the mother of all HEAs. All the pieces are in place. All the players, assembled. The wedding of the century is locked and loaded. Too bad nothing’s fair in love, rock, and wedding planning. Too bad sometimes epic happiness requires an epic fail. Guess we should have seen it coming. Did we expect anything less from An NSB Wedding?