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

I caught my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend in our apartment. I was done. There wasn’t a point in sticking around to hear their excuses. I ended up alone in a hotel bar, drinking the last five years of a relationship away, not to mention a lifelong friendship. I was well on my journey to forgetting until the hot guy in a suit thought he’d interject, telling me to slow down. Who did he think he was? If I want to drown in my sorrows I will. That’s the last thing I remember.

I’ve spent years pushing her away. She thinks I hate her, but really, I know she deserves better than a college dropout turned tattoo artist. She’s the good girl, the complete opposite of my bad boy nature. But something about her kind eyes and heart-shaped face has always caught my attention, not that she has ever realized that with how I treat her.

Jade Moore is not my type. She's a good girl and has her entire life mapped out. I've never met anyone like her. The girl is disciplined and determined. I'm not. She follows the rules. I don't. She's sunshine and girl next door. I'm sex and booze. We don't mix. But from the minute I lay my eyes on her, I'm done for. She's everything I never knew I wanted.

Who in the world would go on a dating show to find love? Turns out, I'm that person. Paige Holland, lifetime resident of Elk Lake, Wisconsin, and dedicated seventh-grade math teacher. I love my charming town, but there's seriously no single action here. Unless of course I want to date the painfully boring mailman or the kid at the Quick Mart. Hard pass to both. So, what's a girl to do? Apparently, apply to Midwestern Matchmaker and hope the reality show gods will smile on me.

They all ended up in the small town of Redemption Hills to put the dangers of their previous lives behind. But they had no idea they would all find the women who show them their pasts don't dictate their future.

I should have used my college degree to become a lawyer, politician, or heck, even a Time Lord—hey, it worked for Dr. Who. But no, I had to own a bridal boutique. Turns out that's a terrible idea for someone with my lousy dating history. Every day, I'm surrounded by the trappings of the perfect wedding, and I'm starting to resent all the smug almost-marrieds. I shouldn't want to throat punch the brides, right? Then Jamie Riordan moves to Elk Lake with his twelve-year-old daughter. He's everything I've ever wanted in a guy—tall, gorgeous, successful, and clearly devoted to his kid.

Our investigation into my dad's murder has taken an even stranger turn than I could have imagined. One that's shattered everything my stepbrother and long-time love believed about himself and his family. One that's thrown all of our plans for a loop.

This is Kade and Isabelle's story. This will be an enemies to lovers dark college romance.

My family is famous for two things in our small town: Our annual Christmas party And… Our feud with The Pearce family. Our families hate each other. It's a tale as old as St. Nick himself. So, imagine what happens when a harmless little argument with Jackson Pearce ends with us both behind bars for the night. As if that wasn't bad enough… The punishment for our crime? The only Christmas party we're allowed to have is one together. At Town Hall. But… It gets worse.

I've been in the boardroom long enough to know that some men are just off-limits. As head of marketing for my family's successful boutique hotel business, I'd never jeopardize our brand's success for someone like Beckett Taylor. He's arrogant and cocky. And completely ruthless when it comes to getting his way in business. But when we're forced to spend the weekend together at a conference, I find myself unable to resist the fire that has been burning between us. He is, after all, ridiculously sexy. One night, I tell myself. One hot, steamy, forbidden night.

Once upon a time, there lived a witch. A powerful, brilliant, dope-as-heck one whose magicks inspired fear and envy. Like all classic fairy tales, her story had the usual goodies. Destiny. Missing souls. Unfathomable evil. The precarious fate of the entire universe. Blah, blah, blah. But let's get back to that witch with the awesome hair…

I used to fantasize about meeting a masked madman who would love me endlessly and obsessively. He would look after me in a world where no one else did. He would manipulate all the strings that held up my life until I had exactly the one I wanted. And then one night, I met him. Only he wasn't the hero I always imagined he would be. When we left the forest together that night, I thought I'd escaped the villains relatively unscathed, but my true villain was the man whose arms I felt safest in.

Eight years ago, a scandal ripped my family apart and cost me the only man I've ever loved-Parker Bennett. Now I finally have my life back together . . . a successful flower shop, good friends, and I've convinced myself I can handle anything thrown my way. Until I see him again.

I discovered my mate when I was eight—my best friend’s little sister. She was just a wolf pup and hadn’t even shifted back into her human form when I vowed to protect her and never love another the way I knew I was destined to fall in love with Anna. After all, fate had decided she would one day own my heart. However, The Bloodmoon Pack has many enemies, and twenty years later, I’m still searching for the mate that was taken. A heart confused…

In my defense, I had no clue the gorgeous guy I had a wildly steamy night with was my brother's best friend. Or the single dad of the little girl I was about to nanny. I hadn't seen Dr. Owen Fritz since I was twelve and he was twenty-four, but even back then, I didn't care much about him. He was doing his billionaire, master-of-the-universe, medical school thing, and I was too into art and books to notice anyone. Now he's cold and broody, but he doesn't scare me the way he does everyone else. He's been scarred, but I've been scarred worse.

When I'm forced to spend the holidays at home with my family in Strawberry Hollow, I have no idea how I'm even going to survive the week, let alone make it through my least favorite holiday… Christmas. That is until I run into my childhood crush and my brother's best friend, Parker Grant. Now, he's the sexy, off-limits doctor in our small town and nothing like the man I left behind six years ago.

He's a Hollywood heartthrob—sexy, talented, and a total player (I've read the tabloids). And me? I'm a small-town girl who knows better than to fall for America's hottest bachelor. That is, until an unforgettable chance encounter in the rain makes me rethink everything I thought I knew about Miles Bennett. Maybe he's worth the risk after all. It turns out there's a lot more to Miles than the gossip rags let on. Yes, he's drop dead gorgeous, but he's also funny, sweet, and thoughtful. And the really crazy part? He could have any A-list actress, but he wants me.

I'd say it came with being an overworked doctor, but that wasn't the case. In my own personal purgatory, I'd lost touch with what I was meant to do and who I was. Until I got stuck in a hospital elevator with a beautiful, broken woman. Comforting her through hell reminded me why I'd become a doctor in the first place. I had no clue why, but the hippie goddess consumed my thoughts. I was obsessed. From the first touch, I knew I wasn't going to let her go. And that was before I got my memories back.

Let's get one thing straight: I don't believe in relationships, romance, or any of that BS. My younger brother may have lost his mind over a woman, but that won't happen to me. I worked my ass off to become Reed Point's #1 attorney and I'm not going to let any woman get in the way of my career. It turns out, though, that Ellie Reeves is not just any woman. She's wild and infuriating and completely unpredictable. In other words, she's everything I don't need. Did I mention she's also sexy as hell?

I’m an heiress with a broken past. It should have been the end for me, but now my mortal enemy has become my savior. He hides me away from the world as if he can save me. Lucian Morelli is a billionaire who doesn’t know how to feel anything.