Resultado narrado por "Elliott Sands" em Todas as categorias

When Skye showed up I knew there was gonna be trouble. Because her mission was to stop the arsonist. And my mission was to forget the night we shared. But best laid plans get wrecked. Especially when the perpetrator of the attack on your sanity can see right into your soul. And gets assigned to work with you. So while the pretty ATF agent chases clues in my small town, I realize my mission to stay away from her is impossible. Turns out she isn't only cracking the case, she's cracking open the rock inside my chest.

When Elena packed up her Earth life to join her sister on the alien planet Thryal, she expected some culture shock. But these aliens treated her like she still believed in flat planets and magic potions! When a crisis hits Thryal's moon colony, suddenly her "primitive" Earth perspective doesn't seem so worthless. Now she's stuck on a failing agricultural station with Rylan, the frustratingly brilliant—and gorgeous—alien lead scientist who actually listens to her ideas.

While exploring ancient catacombs on the alien planet Thryal, Sofia crosses paths with Zaraq, an alien fugitive hiding in the depths. While their meeting might have been odd . . . it also seemed like fate, especially when sparks instantly flew between them. When Zaraq is accused of a murder he didn't commit, Sofia puts her own life at risk to prove his innocence. She's willing to do anything to prove Zaraq is innocent—no matter the cost.

Carmen thought her grandparents left her a house, but instead she finds Arccoo, an alien prince, hiding in the attic. Trapped on Earth, he has no way home until rescue arrives. Except he's on Earth just long enough for romance to spark between him and Carmen. When Arccoo leaves for his home planet of Thryal, Carmen decides she's not ready to let the sinfully seductive alien go. With her sisters' help, they repair the damage to the ship he left behind and race after the alluring alien.

Last night, he was the tattooed surfer who made me scream his name. This morning . . . he's my new grumpy boss. And he's demanding I report to his office. When I walk in all I see is naughty blue eyes and a panty-melting smile. He hands me a company bulletin. No workplace romance allowed. So we play office during the day. And house at night. But there's a rule. No strings. And his heart is too cold to pierce.

I was left a swanky NYC apartment, courtesy of a will I didn't know I was in—but it comes with a caveat. I have to marry an incredibly rude—and fine—stranger. My first reaction is a clear, "I don't." My finances don't let me get that far. And Josh needs this fake marriage to get custody of his late friend's son. Is it enough to make me put up with the most abrasive but handsome white boy I've ever met?

I never should’ve gotten involved with a biker. I just wanted a one night stand. Someone with experience who might make my first time memorable. I should’ve found a nice guy. Instead, I crawled into bed with the Devil himself. Now I need to figure out how to outrun the local MC and the president I let seduce me. It’d be a lot easier if he wasn’t the living embodiment of sin and determined to claim me.

I’m a total nerd, but I look like a jock. I had a perfect GPA in high school, and my GPA in college is perfect too. I smile when I’m supposed to smile. I have two loving parents and a brother and sister who are always by my side. I’m the perfect all-American guy. But the only thing that actually defines me is the before. The things I keep hidden deep inside because I’m too afraid of losing what I have now. The past lives deep inside me as I force the plastic smile on my face. And no one sees through it because I’m just that good.

I thought I'd lost myself . . . Until Sam found me. I'm back in Safe Harbor, where I haven't belonged in over twenty years. I'm unsure how I ended up here, yet I'm certain Sam is the key to finally healing. But it's complicated. Sam's had a crush on me since we were younger. To me, however, he was always the annoying kid tagging along. Now he's all grown-up and delightfully bossy—and sexy—as he encourages me to reclaim my health.

I'm a forty-year-old homeowner and former detective. My friends think a roommate is the solution to my recent funk, but I know that's the last thing I need. And even if they're right, sharing my home with Cal is a bad idea. The prickly SEAL rescue diver has muscles for miles, haunted eyes, a wounded soul, and wandering feet that won't be happy for long in Safe Harbor. Yet those fathoms-deep blue eyes have me making an offer I'll surely regret.