Resultado narrado por "Benjamin Sands" em Todas as categorias

I had a plan to get through senior year. Get good grades, stay busy with clubs, don’t forget to carve out time for Mom and Hannah, and most importantly, stay far, far away from Landon Atwater. That plan collapsed at the end of summer when my mom announced her surprise engagement… to Landon’s father. Now, I have to live with the jerk who has spent years tormenting me. At school, I could make sure we weren’t in the same classes and turn the other way if I saw him in the halls, but avoiding him gets a lot harder when I’m living in his seaside mansion.

I'm the Don's daughter. A mafia princess. He's my father's right-hand man. When Carlo catches me taking my clothes off in a strip club, he wants to haul me into my father's office. I suggest an alternative–one more pleasurable for both of us. He can handle my punishment. Dominate me the way he's always wanted. Take care of my needs and, most importantly, keep my secret. But we're playing with fire. Every day, I fall a little more for the underboss - and if my father finds out...

Dr. Soula Smythe is the youngest (and for my money, the prettiest) Medical Examiner in Nashville, Tennessee, only I didn’t know it last night when I was between her legs and she was just, Soula. This morning, we meet again at the workplace—the county morgue—and if I wasn’t concentrating on not spilling my guts from the nasty fumes of this D.O.A., it’d be awkward as hell.

The Gods split the skies and rained down tyranny upon the mortal realm long ago. Ever since then, the only thing worse than being human is being of Divine Blood. For someone like me—an undocumented God child, indebted to the Underworld Assassination Guild—that means only one thing: A life in the shadows. Or so it should have been . . . until Mortal Gods Academy. Until them.

What do you do when your worst enemies go down on their knees and invite you to the prom? I said yes because I'm still naïve enough to think that savages can be tamed. It's going to take a lot of groveling before I can forgive the Serpents for what they've done to me. I'm hoping this dance is their way of calling a truce. More likely, it's a trap. A school dance is the perfect place for them to orchestrate the ultimate public humiliation. Only one way to find out.

Disability advocate Pen Meadows is on a mission; grab a breakfast sandwich, find her gate, and listen to her smutty audiobook. Only, the sexy, tall man in front of her at Tim Hortons may prove a worthwhile distraction. His soft Irish lilt and mix of gruff sweetness make Rowan Iverson unlike any man she’s ever met. After a brief meet/cute, and even briefer goodbye, the social media influencer ends up seated beside Rowan on a cross-country flight.

They took everything from me. Time to return the favor. A few months ago, I was just a regular nineteen-year-old girl. Now I'm trapped at a remote college and held at the mercy of three savage bullies. No one can see through the Serpents' Adonis-like disguises. Except me. I've never felt this alone before. This terrified. This...furious. These three murderers stole everything from me. They think the humiliation, the degradation, the suffering they've put me through has left me broken? Guess again, Serpents.

Everbound University is the mandatory graduate school for anything that goes bump in the night. Not going isn’t an option unless you want to be hunted down for illegally inhabiting the mortal world. All legacies—the descendants of the Four Houses—are required to attend because we’re all cursed, and the only way to break our curses is through binding our hearts in a quintet. Becoming part of a quintet is a dream come true. Destiny fulfilled. A gods-given, merciful blessing. For me, it’s a hard pass. I can’t be bound to anyone else. Trust me, it wouldn’t end well.

The Family killed my father. Destroyed my mother’s life. Now its crown prince wants me. I grew up in The Family, but I’m no mafia princess. I’m the castaway they threw crumbs to after my father’s murder. Now Joey LaTorre shows up at my door and won’t take no for an answer. He’s the bad boy I crushed on as a teen–Dangerously handsome. Deliciously dominant. But I can’t fall for a man like him. I won’t.

Like many girls, I too used to dream of fairytales. Until that illusion was shattered, and I saw firsthand just how cruel life could be. Now I just wished my nightmare would end. The life I knew ceased to exist as I suffered at the hands of my stepmother, who hated me. I fought to escape and once I did, I thought life would become normal again, but that couldn't have been further from the truth. Tragedy was woven in my bloodstream, hiding in my DNA structure. I had a sliver of peace before it all went to hell again.

I own you now. Desperate and alone, I strike a bargain with a mafia boss. I make myself available to him, he pays my bills. I’m his beck-and-call-girl. He’s my sugar daddy. Bobby Manghini owns me–that’s our arrangement. Giving myself to him is easy. He may be older, but he’s sinfully sexy. Skillful in bed.

They call them the Serpents. Knox, Mason, Silas. These sick, twisted psychos are the untouchable elites at Cinderhart Academy. I'd never get involved with such dangerous guys despite how gorgeous, rich, and influential they are. But after I witness them committing a sadistic crime, I'm dragged kicking and screaming into their dark, depraved world. If they plan to break me, they're late to the party.

She’s my captive. My prisoner. I will make her talk. The bratva put a gun in my hand at age thirteen. Gave me freedom, a sense of belonging, and the family I never had. There’s no way I’m going to let this slip of a woman harm my boss. No matter how beautiful she is. How beguiling. How painfully fragile. Hurting a woman, however, is not possible.

Flynn Taylor, rock n roll heartthrob, plays fast and loose. He's with different girls every night. Yes, girls plural. On the brink of becoming not just a Chicago sensation, but an American icon, he's everything I should avoid. Then again, maybe it doesn't matter. I'm so damaged, I'm not even capable of a relationship. He might be the perfect antidote. The temptation I need to lure me back to the side of the living.

Olena MacMillan is a hot mess. Feeling like she has a permanent seat on the struggle bus, she can't seem to get her act together—or stop embarrassing herself. Desperate for a fresh start in her hometown, Olena needs to focus. On getting her life on track. On resuscitating her landscape design business. Definitely not on the gorgeous landscaper she's stuck working with. But something about his intense green eyes and hunky lumberjack vibe has her babbling non-stop.

After burning her church to the ground and throwing her family into the castle dungeons for their treason, Kiandah did not expect to be spared by Lord Yaron, the Berserker Lord who once vowed—and tried—to kill her. But as Gatamora’s newest ascended omega, and a traitor besides, Yaron finds that Kiandah may be best placed to help him root out the source of the danger encroaching on his territory in the south island. Rumblings of a sinister sort have reached him… rumors of the undead and witches…

As Valentine’s Day approaches, Rider and Rayleighn plan a night to remember before they say I do! With help from their friends in the Mystic Venom MC, Cupid is sure to hit his mark.

She will pay the price for her father’s sin. I’ll use my beautiful prisoner to get him. To make him suffer. Make him believe I'm hurting her the way he harmed my sister. And when I’m done tormenting him, I will offer a trade: her life for his. I owe him a slow, painful death. Revenge is my due. But Kateryna is strong in ways I didn’t expect. Broken before I ever got to her, she's a willing participant for my torment. She turns the tables on me, seducing me with her laughter. Her wild, crazy appetite for pain and pleasure.

Gage thought he left his days of one-night stands behind him, however something about the gorgeous cocktail waitress in a town three hours away is far too intriguing. But when she shows up weeks later in his hometown, Calliope, pretending to be an art appraiser, Gage is completely blindsided—not to mention still very attracted to the (apparent) little liar. He can't figure her out: not her angle nor the persistent pull between them.

Echo knew that being caught by a ruling Berserker would mean becoming his pawn, a plaything to be used for her powers. That wouldn’t be her fate. She’d rather run lost through the woods forever, dangerous though they may be. But there’s something even more sinister than beasts and Berserkers lurking in the woods. Something both undead and deadly. She can’t fight it alone. She’ll have to turn to the Berserker who’s caught the trail of her scent and won’t let it go. He says she’s his. She says never. He says forever.