Resultados narrador por "Tristan Josiah" en Todas las categorias

There's no one worse for me to want in my bed than Jake Tully. He's hot and grumpy and literally a terrible idea. Terrible. Worse, no one has ever made me feel the way he does—valued. But here I am, thinking about him again. Falling for my sponsor is not my worst idea yet, but it's damn close.

Blake was searching for simplicity, but fate had other plans. After an unexpected turn of events lands him in the fantastical world of Ylege, he's endowed with extraordinary physical abilities and inherits an unclaimed farmstead at the world's edge. Things seem to be falling into place until he encounters the gorls—beautiful, magical, sentient slimes.

Wes might be all I have at the moment, good or bad. He's as wild as ever, and I know it's my fault. He's not made for love, and I'm not made to be pushed around. Together, it's explosive - in more ways than one. And when I set my sights on revenge, I have to keep it close to my heart.

Someone is after me. And in typical Hidden Creek High fashion, the list of suspects is deeper than my feelings for Wes. Oh, he's on that list, too, trust me. He swears by his promise to protect me. But when things get worse, he's darker than I ever thought possible. I live in a world where friends are enemies and enemies are friends. And just when I think I'm about to figure it out, I'm the one being accused of something insane.

What could make things worse for me? One name. Weslee freakin' Jackson. The worst of the worst. The one I'm told by EVERYONE to stay away from. Which should be easy, right? NOPE. He's everywhere I go. Stalking me? Maybe. Dark brooding eyes trying to devour me? All the time.

Welcome to Luxiria, where the twin suns are hot and the alien warriors are hotter.... Kate Harper finally had everything going on back on Earth: her dream job, a kickass best friend, and an apartment completely void of her cheating ex. That is, until she wakes up, cuffed and naked, on an alien planet/fight club known as the Pit. Worse? Aliens fight to the death to be able to claim their prize: human pleasure mates. Even worse? She realizes she’s one of them.

Ready to leave hch for good? #check. Throwing my middle fingers up on my way out the doors? #check. Making sure every b*tch who deserves it pays? #check. Finding out all the truth, even the ones I may not want to know? #triplecheck. And here I thought I could finally get away from my past. But nope. It's like a f*cking revolving door. And to top it off, I'm at a funeral saying goodbye to someone I never thought I would have to say goodbye to. The lines of right and fair no longer exist. It's every guy, girl, and rotten whore for themselves in this town.

Baseball god Sevin Smith is no longer just the noisy bachelor living above me. Now he’s the MVP client I have to protect from a paternity scandal, and I’m not thrilled that my boss has me on the case. That’s fine. I can pretend and work with a man who’s become my enemy. But what I can’t pretend is not to be attracted to him - to not be falling for his sexy laugh and easy smile. And I definitely can’t pretend I’m not falling for the spunky eight-year-old kid that may or may not be his.

To break a heart is easy. All you have to do is reach in, wrap your blood-covered hands around it, and pull. This happened to me. Two hands, both red as my hair, did this exact thing. Tore it away like it wasn't made for me. Maybe it was his to take? Because years on, with those same blood-red hands, he still has it. In his clenched fists. And he won't give it back. But the real question is, do I want it back? He is dangerous, uncontrollable, and downright sexy. I fell for it all, but, in the end, he didn't catch me. He let me fall.

Seven years. That’s how long it takes to get over your sister’s boyfriend. It doesn’t matter that she doesn’t want him anymore or that she’s moved onto the next. What matters is that now I can’t go anywhere near Christopher Onasis. It’s a good thing I have distractions to keep my thoughts off the sexy dark-blond baseball player. Distractions like my mother’s upcoming wedding. That is, until I find out more about the wedding party. We’ve had a change in the roster…and guess who just showed up as the new best man?

Even though Murphy’s thrilled to be with Sophie, the consequences of their relationship - and the temptations outside of it - force him to consider everything he knows about love.

Misha finally has Ava - the first Black prima ballerina in Russia. Now he must clear all chaotic problems and disruptions to focus on his new love. But more enemies crowd the board, ready to defeat him. Can Misha destroy them and keep Ava safe? Just when Ava learns how to navigate the Russian ballet world, Misha introduces her to his underworld. And it is a dark criminal existence full of psychotic killers, felonious hackers, and demented oligarchs seeking revenge. Every facet terrifies her. Can she accept the darkness within Misha and not lose herself in the process?

I’m a baseball player with a habit of sleeping with the wrong women. I just never thought my best friend’s assistant would be one of them. Giving shy, inexperienced Naomi Silva the best orgasm of her life hadn’t been on my agenda. But fixing my own screwed up love life is. Unfortunately, my one night with Naomi has convinced her that I can be her bedroom guide - a dating guru to show her the ropes. I decide I’m game...as long as we keep our little arrangement a secret.