検索キーワード： ナレーター "James Cavenaugh" すべてのカテゴリー

One last chance, that's all Luke Collins, local bad boy and motocross champion, has to not only find his redemption, but win back the girl he lost. He'll stop at nothing to make her his, even if it means playing dirty. Lara Jacobs doesn't want her heart broken again and refuses to give Luke a second chance. After he left her after their one night stand, she ran right into the arms of her close friend, Grayson Moore. He's always loved her, and he's determined to make her see he's what she needs.

When I met my 736th notch, I broke that first vow. The minute I saw Blair, the second our eyes met, the microsecond I tasted her in my mouth, I knew that was the one vow I had to break. But the second vow, that I would keep. That vow I had control over. That vow I would take to my grave. But I couldn’t have been more wrong. Because Fate had other plans in mind. Fate was in on a cruel joke, and I was its target.

When Jackson and I got married last year, we promised each other a forever together. We were now expecting our first child and it has only strengthened our love and commitment to each other. We were living our happily-ever-after and couldn't imagine anything that could break us apart. But then something unexpected happened. We were both blindsided by it. The last two people we thought we'd ever see again suddenly resurfaced into our lives, bringing with them the secrets we thought we'd buried away in the past.

Blair Parker. She is unlike any women I have met before. She's powerful. She's feisty. She's headstrong. And above all, she's the one I had to break my one and only rule to chase down. But there's just one problem. She wants nothing to do with me before and after our night together.

We were best friends since as early as I could remember. We grew up together. We were next door neighbors. We shared each other's deepest secrets. When I was 13, we made a pact: If we were still single by the time we were 30, we'd marry each other.

I'm no saint, but apparently even killers have limits. When the Bratva hired me as security for the night, I didn't know it was a flesh trade. I could have kept my cool, done my job, but then I saw her. Pure as a lily, dressed in skimpy lingerie, and being auctioned off to the foulest men in Brighton Beach.

Who is he? Dean Chase. He loves the thrill. He loves the women. And above all, he loves the chase.But the one thing he doesn't love is being tied down by a woman. To him, once the chase is over, it's time to pull up his boxers and move on to the next target. That is until he meets Blair Parker.

He promised to always be my best friend. He promised to marry me if we were both still single at 30. He promised me a forever together. But that was before I discovered a secret that seemed to shatter everything I'd come to believe in. Had I lost him before he was ever mine? Had this secret ruined any promise of a forever together?

Bad boys love bad ideas. It's kind of their thing, isn't it? Ethan's no exception. Rule Number Seven - I don't care what you've done before. It doesn't matter. It's about what you want to do now. I'm really bad at being a good girl, aren't I? I blame Ethan. He's corrupting me. It's the perfect excuse, but I'm not sure how much longer I can keep using it.

How can something so wrong be so perfect at the same time? Rule number five - I'm going to show you some things that you'll never forget. It's wrong. Not just this, but everything. I knew it was wrong, but I thought I could get away with it. Why, though? I'm not like this. I'm good. I'm the good girl, the girl with perfect grades, the girl who does everything right, prim and proper. I don't cause trouble, I don't get into trouble, I don't....

I thought I was a good girl, but then why do I love hearing all of the naughty things he says he wants to do to me? Rule number three: You can change your mind, Ashley. Not just now. Whenever. I could tell Ethan that the only thing I'll regret about this is that we only have a week together. Except I can never tell him that. I need to stop. I need to understand that this is a temporary situation, and that I'll never have it ever again, because no matter what, it won't work out, whether I want it to or not.

I don't know when it happened. I didn't think it'd ever happen. I can't lose her. I can't even imagine losing her. Rule number six: This is supposed to be fun. Understand? He's my bad boy and I'm his good girl. And, yes, he's my stepbrother and I'm his stepsister.

This is bad. Very bad. He's rubbing off on me. Resident bad boy Ethan Colton is turning me into an irresponsible bad girl. Rule number two: When I tell you to come here, you come here. It's still an order, still practically growling at me, commanding me to obey him, but it's more, too. It's fun and flirty, a little playful. I can see why girls fall for him, can see why his devious smirk melts their resistance, because it's doing the same to me.

I was never supposed to fall in love with my stepbrother. I never intended to. It just sort of happened. Rule number four - You can change your mind, too, Ethan. We can't. We're done. This girl lives in the same house as me. Her bedroom is just down the hall. It barely takes 20 seconds to go from her room to mine, and yet it's an impossible distance now. She might as well be on the sun.

I've loved her since we were seven. We were best friends. We even made a pact to marry each other if we were both still single at 30. I grew up thinking I would always love her for the rest of my life. But I was proven wrong. Because the first time I made love to her turned out to be the first time I hated her. It became the first time she hurt me and the first time I wanted nothing to do with her.

I don't remember a time I didn't love Crenshaw Bennett. I tried to deny it, but my feelings grew deeper. I thought he could never love me the way I love him. I was wrong - outrageously, deliriously, and beautifully wrong. One innocent kiss changes my life forever. Suddenly, Shaw is mine. Loyal, devoted, and the most loving man on this Earth. Together, we create an explosion of fiery passion, devotion, and chemistry I never knew was possible. All of my dreams are within reach, but I should have known it was too good to be true.

Born and raised in the quaint mountain town of Saratoga Falls where everyone knows everything, Samantha struggles to escape the harrowing night that changed her life three years ago. While she finds solace in the hard work that keeps her father's ranch afloat, her guilt and heartbreak makes it impossible to completely move on or forget. But when Sam's past comes rumbling back in a lifted, cherry red pickup truck, it's all Sam can do to keep her wits about her.

Rule number one - It's only supposed to last for a week.... Ethan is a cocky, arrogant jerk. He's always been that way. I'll never understand why girls trip over themselves just to be with him. Don't they realize he's going to ditch them in a week?

Beaumont Hill, the only African American skier on the US Olympic team, is heavily favored to win gold - until he takes a devastating fall and loses it all. His back broken, Beau has lost the will to live. But former gymnast Shayna DaCosta is determined to help do more than see him plod through life. She's been there, taken the bull by the proverbial horns, and made a productive life for herself. As attracted as she is to Beau, he's still the patient, and she can't get romantically involved.

After screwing up my life in the lower 48, I take a chance on an old friend’s offer and head to Alaska for a fresh start. A day in, I’m pitching a tent in the middle of nowhere. I’ve been through plenty - being alone in the wilderness isn’t the scariest thing I’ve faced. But um...these wolves who’ve hunted me down? They’re kind of freaking me out. They say I’m their remedy - their mate. That I can’t leave. I thought what we shared was nothing but a romp in the woods. Turns out I’m coming face to face with my destiny.