Resultado narrado por "Jason Clarke" em Todas as categorias

All his other Harem brothers have found their one true love, and they are spectacular princesses. Not Valor’s girl. Veila is the definition of evil. Not the kind of girl for whom a guy falls. Especially a stand-up guy like Valor. He’s not interested in her sexy glow, her pretty hair, or her glowing eyes. No. Valor only wants one thing for his fated princess. Death.

I’d lived a privileged life, in the lap of luxury and surrounded by family. It had felt like I was on top of the world...until tragedy struck. My sense of loss felt bottomless, and I struggled with it every single day. Finding my path back into the light seemed impossible. But then I met Faith - she was smart, sexy, and out of my league even though she didn’t have a penny to her name. We grew up in different worlds, but somehow we fit perfectly together. Except neither of us had counted on learning that our connection was more profound than we knew.

Begging my brother’s best friend - a.k.a NHL superstar Ian Fox - to help me ditch my V-card wasn’t part of my “make it big in NYC” plans. But after years of being “cute little Evie”, I’m tired of waiting for Mr. Right. I’m ready for Mr. Right Now, and Ian is everything I’ve ever wanted in a first time. He’s kind, funny, confident, and has a legendary stick.... And yes, my brother will murder us if he finds out, but we’re both grown-ups. We can keep a secret. We have to, since I just landed an art-therapy job working with his troubled team.

I had it so wrong. For three years I had him on his knees, subjugated to my will. All that lethal power mine to command. I thought him tamed. I didn’t know the man who played my captive all those years. I didn’t know what he was truly capable of.

It’s official. I’m totally hopeless at love, parenting, and life. Single mom? Check. Massive debt? Check. A sassy daughter who inherited my gift of snark? Ugh. Check. I work three jobs, go to school, and do my best to be in my kid’s life. Men are the last thing on my mind. I wouldn’t have time to look at a man even if he fell into my lap. Until he does. Thanks to my spawn who keeps calling some famous relationship expert, airing my disastrous life in her podcast.

I wear my scars like a scarlet letter, reminding myself that I'm not worth the trouble. I've spent 17 years pushing men away, never allowing myself to believe in the fairytale...then, he walked back in. Just like before, we explode when we're together. I hate him for what he did to me, but I can't stay away. Eighteen days filled with passion and promises. Nineteen letters filled with threats and foreboding. It only takes 20 minutes for the numbers to all add up.

It all started on a dating app and a fake name. Instead of a hot hook-up, I end up face-to-face with Kingston St. James. He’s one of the most striking and wealthy men in Seattle—as well as my brother’s best friend.

It was supposed to be a typical work trip. New York to San Francisco, window seat, exit row. Maybe a mimosa. Then, seat 14B sat down. When our eyes met, the flight became anything but routine. I could pinpoint the moments in my life where everything changed forever. Meeting Jared on that flight was first. Falling in love with him was second. Discovering the secrets he kept was third. Putting my broken self back together and forgetting what I learned would be difficult. Forgiving Jared would be impossible. He said, before me, nothing mattered. But after him, nothing would ever be the same.

Finley Norris is a woman with curves to spare, a fact she made peace with long ago...but she can’t say the same for everyone else. Ridiculed for her size her whole life, it’s easy for her to assume her huge crush on a certain sexy mechanic will remain unrequited. But her friends have other plans, and when one of them pushes the pair together, no one is more surprised than Finley when attraction blooms—fast.

When a bullet takes my memories and the life of my friend, I return to the one place that offers me safety. The monster that hunts me outside these gates has nothing on the demons inside them. Their darkness holds me captive, drawing me in and stealing pieces of me I can’t afford to lose. With no memory of my past and an uncertain future, the girl they crave is just an illusion. Love can be lethal but then so can I. When the real me wakes up, it’s with fire in my blood and the taste of deceit on my tongue.

Hey, you! Adam and I are organizing a holiday retreat this winter for all our friends. We are so excited to invite you, too. We've rented a place in the mountains. There will be skiing, other snow sports, and all kinds of fun. The whole gang will be there: Jordan and April, William and Jenna, Lucas and Katya, Heath, and of course, Adam and me. Please come along with us! It’ll be epic.

William Drake is an artistic genius with a photographic memory and the intensity to master practically any task. Oh, and he owns a chunk of a billion-dollar gaming company. A 26-year-old guy with his wealth, talent, and good looks shouldn't have problems winning over women. Except he does. To be exact - and detail-obsessed William is always exact - he's got problems with Jenna Kovac, the troubled beauty who has his heart working overtime and his tongue tied in knots.

Millionaire CEO Adam Drake overcame a tortured past to take control of his life and build his own gaming empire. The final piece falls into place with his newfound love for brilliant geek girl blogger Mia Strong. Now Adam is at the top of his game.

Happiness evades my everyday life despite time passing. My heart hasn’t healed. It can’t. Not after all I lost. When I meet Rowan, I savor the light he brings into my life. His patience, sense of humor, and understanding chase away the shadows of sorrow I carry from my past. It’s easy to fall for him.

Thane Davis sacrificed everything to become the man he is today by staying true to three hard rules: 1. Make no friends. 2. Leave no trace. 3. Avoid the past. He is a confident alpha who demands respect, yet keeps to himself. But that changes the night Rytsar Durov invites him to a secret, underground club and introduces him to the world of dominance and submission. He soon finds his calling pleasing women who long to test the boundaries between pain and pleasure.

Glee visits the dungeon at night to explore her kinkier side, but things really heat up when three doms start vying for her attention. Master Anderson, the humorous cowboy whose skill with the bullwhip elicits pure pleasure. Sir Davis, the mysterious one, who drives her wild with his touch. Rytsar, the charming sadist who pushes the limits of pain and pleasure.

Warning: This boxset is a roller coaster ride of emotions, with possessive males, intense love scenes, heart pounding action, and twists and turns which will leave you gasping for more

A sadist known for his talent with the cat o’ nines, Rytsar enjoys his popularity with submissives at the dungeon, and is caught off guard by the fire-hot attraction he feels for Samantha, a young domme. He knows better than to test those waters, but damn, he just can’t resist her. When two sexy dominants collide in the bedroom, passions ignite! But, will Rytsar’s heart survive the inferno it creates?

Dear Mr. Vega: I felt it necessary to follow up on today’s meeting, since we weren’t able to speak candidly in front of your son. I was shocked to discover that you are Ryder’s dad. I think it would be best if we just pretend that we met in person for the first time today. Your son is a very bright (flirtatious and talkative) student and since his education is a top priority for both of us, I hope I can count on you to respectfully refrain from grinning at me, using that sexy tone of voice, and undressing me with your annoyingly beautiful brown eyes....

Show of hands, ladies - who has time for the one who got away? Not me. I’m a busy woman. It’s wedding season in Bliss River and my catering business is slammed. The last thing I need is a blast from the past, sweeping into my perfectly ordered life, talking sweet and acting even sweeter, making me think about kissing so often I start to wonder if there’s something wrong with me. Spoiler alert: There is.