Resultado narrado por "Gregory Salinas" em Todas as categorias

The Icons got what they wanted. My life is a smoldering wreck because of them. But that doesn't mean I'm done fighting. What I did to Trent is just the beginning. He deserves so much worse for what he's done to me. West and Reese are no better. They told me they cared about me, but when it mattered most, they took his side over mine. My body still craves all of them. But my broken heart? It just wants to take all of them down.

My parents made a deal with the devil, and now I’m a Hell Fae captive. Enslaved. Owned. Thrown to the Hellhounds and expected to survive. Because only survivors earn their mates. It doesn’t matter that I don’t want to be a bride. I’m a Halfling. Part Hell Fae and part girl-who-doesn’t-give-a-shit. But because of a bargain, he owns me. Lucifer. The Hell Fae King who created this godforsaken realm. Also known as the orchestrator of these deadly bride-trial games.

Life was never boring, but, for Axel, things kick up a notch when he helps in an underwater rescue of a downed submarine that’s low on oxygen. What they find is nothing like what they expected. All the crew but one was dead - as in, shot to death. The last remaining crew member was alive, but in rough shape. What the hell happened here? Allee woke up in the hospital and barely remembers how she got here. But a fuzzy memory only compounds the horror when the investigation ranks her as their number one suspect in the nightmare that won’t quit.

When a friend of Tesla’s sends out an SOS on the lowdown on an oil rig in trouble, Troy has a good idea what he’s getting into. As far as he is concerned, the maximum danger - the potential for betrayal and the chances of not coming home - sounded like the right kind of job for him. After all, he lived alone.

Lady Emma Morgan is desperate. After her father's gambling debts leave her family in penury, she settles upon the only solution to preserving her younger sister's chance for future happiness. Already deemed unmarriageable from a scandal in her first season, Emma will sell herself to the highest bidder. Hart Sutton is a merciless rogue. When he learns of a possible connection between the Earl of Haldringham and his missing brother, Hart puts a plan into motion to ruin the man. He buys the earl's eldest daughter's innocence on the auction block with every intention of destroying her.

My name is Alana Montoya. My husband is the King of L.A. And I am his Queen. I never asked for this life, but now that it’s mine, I will fight for it with every breath in my body. Our love is fire and fury, burning brighter than the heat of a thousand suns. But when secrets and betrayal threaten our chance at happiness, will the flames be enough to vanquish our enemies, and destroy our doubts and fears? Or will the ashes and embers of what we once had be all that remains? A war is coming to L.A, and when it is over, only one side will be left standing.

My dark prince. My greatest temptation. My husband. Antonio Huntsman isn’t the prince of childhood fairy tales. He’s savage and dangerous. The ruthless king I need. The beast I crave. Together we’ll fight the monsters. The demons threatening to tear us apart. The villains who will stop at nothing to destroy everything. Our family. Our valley. Our love. There will be no mercy. We will take no prisoners. I pray we make it out alive.

There was never a question of whether or not I would be his. It’s simply what fate demanded. There’s a knowing when the werewolves find their mates. It’s an aching need, a desperation…one they would die for. But for their mates, it’s a trance, a pull, a submissive desire that’s at odds with the shadows of my past and how I’ve learned to survive.

With a face chiseled in arrogance, Antonio Emmanuel Rivas pushes all my buttons. The younger artist acts like my gallery, and everything in it, belongs to him. Including me. Secretly, I crave Antonio's dominating hands all over my body like I'm one of his signature pieces. But he's a tyrant. A monster. Trouble. He's dangerous for my business and heart. While the beast chases me relentlessly, I wonder if the man I should hate is also the man my soul can't live without.

His chiseled jaw and silver gaze haunts both my nightmares and my dreams, though I’ve only ever gotten a glimpse of either. There’s a treaty between us and them; mere mortals and the ones who terrify but keep us safe. The contract demands that every year there’s an offering, and this year I’ll walk across that stage presenting myself.

Our tales are intertwined, and destiny saw fit to give me to a beast of a man who would die for me. He longs for me, and I for him, but my past is riddled with a darkness, and our present with deception and the whispers of war. Everything warns me that my life will change forever. That the world will crumble and burn. I don’t know what will happen or what will become of us. All I know is that, in his eyes, I belong to him.

Welcome to the Midnight Fae world. It’s bloody. Dark. And led by an ancient vampire who needs to die. My days as a pawn in this war are over. I’m taking over as queen on this board, and in my version of the game, everyone bows to the queen. Even Constantine Nacht. He thinks he’s clever by roping me into these ascension trials, all meant to kill me and my mates. But I’m going to prove him wrong. We’re stronger than he thinks. And we’re going to make him bleed. Earth Fae are all about life. Midnight Fae prefer death. I’m a mixture of both.

Shade swears he's innocent. Zeph promises that what he did was for my own best interest. Meanwhile, Kols isn't apologetic in the slightest, his cocky arrogance claiming fate intervened at just the right moment. I hate them all. Crave them, too. And now I have to work with them to solve a millennia-old secret, one that involves my true heritage.

Welcome to Midnight Fae Academy. Home of the Dark Arts. Vampires. And cruelly handsome fae. A forbidden bite led to my capture and recruitment. There are no flowers here. No life. Only death. I’m an Earth Fae who doesn’t belong here. They can play their little mind games all they want, but I'm going to find a way back to my elemental world. Even if it kills me. Except, Headmaster Zephyrus is one step ahead of my every move.

I hate Harry Stone. Before I’d even met the selfish former pro hockey player turned CEO, he was at the top of my shit list. The entire city of Chicago thinks he’s God’s gift to humanity, but I know the truth. He knocked up my best friend and then ditched her when she needed him most. She got sick after that, and before she passed away, she chose me to raise her newborn daughter. I just need Harry to sign away his rights to the little girl who means everything to me. Unfortunately, it’s not quite that simple.

Preston Scott. Self-centered asshole. Self-absorbed prick. The king of supposed one-night stands, and my brother’s best friend. I hate him. I loathe him. I despise him. I love him. He’s the man of my dreams and everything I know I should stay away from, but, oh, he’s so irresistible. The things he does to me, I can’t keep my mind off of him. But God, I need to keep my distance, yet I’m so drawn to him. And then in an instant when my world is forever changed, Preston is the only one who I can turn to for comfort.

Temping sucks, especially when you have a shopping addiction. I started at Seemore Temps when my dreams were shattered and I needed something to pay the bills. At Seemore Temps they pride themselves on the three B’s. Beauty, Brains, and Bounty. They supply the mostly male-driven businesses of Manhattan with able women that can do the job, and look good too. Needless to say, we’re a popular agency. James Murtaugh, or the Shameless Bastard as I’ve come to call him, is the ruthless, arrogant CEO of Renowned Investment Financial, and he’s set his eyes on...me.

He was sent to put my body and dreams back together. Were they things I even wanted anymore? Spencer Broten was a pain in my backside from the moment we met. I was conned into going on a road trip with him. Within hours, I was realizing he wasn't just my trainer. He was much more. This unnamed, unplanned winding road turned into us getting to know each other as we truly were. Two broken bodies, two broken souls finding out we were more the same than different.

The man in the magazine spread, the one dubbed the most eligible bachelor, is my ex-husband. Six months ago, Simon’s company was never more successful, just like our marriage was never emptier. I was a stay-at-home mom with a sugar daddy who had no time to pass the sugar or be a daddy. I asked for a divorce and he let me go, just like that.

I had one goal: To learn from Sebastian Ryker. He was an award-winning physician in his field of medicine. A genius who could diagnose you with the barest of symptoms. The best of the best. Too bad he turned out to be an egotistical jerk. Mere hours into my first day, I realized that the man I had idolized for years didn't live up to the hype. He was rude, arrogant, and totally full of...himself. It was clear that my presence bothered him, that I was nothing more than an irritation. So, why did I want to melt into a puddle whenever those dark eyes were trained on me?