Mostrando resultados por narrador "Keira Stevens" en Todas las categorías

My whole life is squeezed inside these walls. I can't remember the last time I left this building. My guardian, Ethan, tells me it's to keep me safe. During his visits, he tells me the world is dark and full of evil. The evil that killed my parents, stole my family from me, and left me in Ethan's care. He wants me to stay here. Forever. When a group of men break into my prison, I make a reckless decision. Information in exchange for freedom. Danger in exchange for safety.

My home, once filled with love and affection, is now cold and empty. As if the war going on outside wasn’t enough, I’m reeling from this hurt and betrayal. Meanwhile, the casualties of this war are piling up. We can only do so much against an enemy we barely understand. They’re closing in and we’re running out of options. And fighters.

A blend of contemporary, historical, fantasy, and SciFi, Again My Love is the ninth book in the Kaitlyn and the Highlander series. If you love mysterious, sexy, hunky heroes with desperate hearts and romantic thoughts, heroines with courage who are also very ordinary disasters, and love stories that encompass all time, then you’ll love this romantic series. Listen as Kaitlyn and Magnus protect their family by picking up a copy of this book today.

There are competing theories, one: that time moves in a straight line from birth to death, one step after another along a path. Or two: time is a wheel. For now, his family is safe, but there is one big issue... Lochie asked, “How many vessels are there?” Magnus said, “There are about twenty-six, by last count.” “How many do you have in your possession?” “We have about six, here, there are more in the kingdom. We hae lost track.” Lochie said, “I think the losin’ track might be an issue.”

I’ve been looking for my Prince Charming my entire life. When ravenous, human-eating bugs descend from the skies, I think my dream is doomed—until a musclebound Xarc’n hunter rescues me from certain death. Tarv’k is strong and brave, and the purring in his chest turns my knees to jelly. Too bad he’s pretending not to be interested. I might be small and soft-spoken, but I’m also stubborn; I get what I want. He won’t know what hit him!

Magnus shoved in another big bite of food, chewed and swallowed. “I am going tae take most of the vessels. I will secure them, guard them, and will live the rest of m’life as the keeper of the vessels. Nae a king but a guardian.” Lady Mairead tossed her napkin to the table and threw up her hands. “This daft idea makes a mockery of thoughtful decisions.” Magnus took a sip of coffee. “Tis nae a mockery, tis a wise idea. Dost ye want tae ken how I hae came tae it?” “It canna possibly be through deliberation.”

A knight in shining loincloth. That’s what I’m looking for. I’ve been lusting after the Xarc’n hunters since they landed on Earth, offering to help us fight the alien bugs. These seven feet tall, musclebound warriors are horned, clawed, and fanged—the ultimate protectors. And Rajiv’k is the perfect specimen. Just one problem: I can’t fall in love. Nope! Not after the crappy relationships I’ve had. I refuse to deal with a broken heart during the bugpocalypse. No way! So I keep things transactional, his protection for my companionship. What can go wrong, right?

Magnus and Kaitlyn are trying to heal. To live. To love. But they're entangled in futures and pasts that threaten to pull them apart. "You get scared?" "Aye, sometimes. Mostly for ye. I am scared I winna be able tae keep ye safe." There are vessels that must be secured. A castle with walls that have been breached. A baby about to be born, and a future that demands to be reckoned with. But through it all Magnus loves Kaitlyn and maybe that is enough...

Magnus and Kaitlyn have more power than ever, but they have been warned - it will come at a cost. Vessels are missing, deals have been struck, people are unaccounted for, and time threatens to unravel. A contemporary romance with a dash of history and a bit of sci-fi, The Wellspring is the 12th book in the Kaitlyn and the Highlander series.

My mate’s scent calls to me. I hunt it, each step taking me closer to the one thing I came to Earth to find. These silly humans think they’ve captured me. What a joke. They’ve captured nothing! I’m here for my female, and nothing can stop me. I will find her, and I will claim her. She is mine! When my mate runs right into me and begs for me to take her away, I can hardly believe my ears. Today must be my lucky day!

I have a purple stalker. I don’t know what possessed me to hit the Xarc’n warrior with my bat, but now I have a stalker—a big, purple stalker with fangs and horns. And to make things worse, I can’t go back to New Franklin. After my first night out on my own, I wake up all wrapped up and cuddly with a certain possessive hunter. He purrs like a giant cat and vows to protect me. And to top it all off, he has a pet squirrel. A freakin’ pet squirrel! The “Jerk” claims he can’t let go of me, but I don’t buy it. I’m no squirrel, and I don’t intend to be his pet.

He came out of nowhere. A Dragon King. Lethal, commanding, and utterly captivating. He stood beside me without hesitation, as if we were already bound by something deeper. I told myself I didn’t need him. That I could walk away untouched. But I was wrong. He’s everything I swore I’d avoid—dangerous, relentless, tempting in ways that unravel my every defense. And no matter how hard I try to resist, the pull between us only grows stronger.

Magnus, a mysterious hero with a desperate heart, and Kaitlyn, a plucky heroine with tremendous courage, share a very big love story that encompasses all time and a huge family. Listen for a lot more of the fun you expect in this next chapter--Magnus the First.

A Reaper who doesn’t reap is like a custard donut without the custard. Pointless. Between getting my ass kicked by Azazel in the training room, avoiding Conah, and verbally sparing with Mal, I’m beginning to get a feel for what it means to be a Dominus Reaper. The guys might not think I’m ready to get out and do my job, but I have a team of reapers relying on me, and I’m not about to let them down. Leadership? No problem. Teamwork? Bring it. It’s time to jump into the fray.

Actions have consequences, and my actions are about to kick me in the teeth. I’m still reeling from the unthinkable. Lucas is gone. It’s all my fault and if the dominus can’t find evidence that my actions were under duress then the consequences will be lethal. Sanctuary lies with Grayson and his pack, but I’m a rare commodity - a female loup in a world where females are rare - and the other packs aren’t going to back off without a fight. Even if I escape the executioner’s noose, the loup world isn’t about to let me go so easily.

The Collapse changed everything. Good men became killers. Strong women became property. And every day turned into a fight for survival. I once dreamed of becoming a nurse. That dream went up in flames the same day I graduated nursing school, when women were banned from holding any kind of medical license. Now as an unlicensed medic, I travel what was once the southwestern United States, trading medical services for food, transportation, and shelter with the hopes of reaching Canada.

A kingdom might be lost. Vessels need to be secured. Friends need to be saved and there is an uncle that needs to be reckoned with. Through it all, Magnus and Kaitlyn need to keep their family together.

Magnus and Kaitlyn have new commitments, adventures, and dangers, taking them from 1929 New York City to 1887 Montana, 1904 Paris, and to a war for their kingdom in the 24th century.

Features three novellas in the enthralling Dark Kings world by New York Times best-selling author Donna Grant. Includes Whisky and Wishes, Heart of Gold, and Of Fire and Flame.

No one ever told me the bugpocalypse would be so lonely. I was ready when the man-eating space bugs descended from the skies. I have everything I need in my fortress: food, water, and my dog, Waffles, but I'm bored out of my gourd and lonely AF. So when a Xarc’n warrior breaks into my home, I decide to “detain” my purple intruder. Note to self: Tranquilizer darts and zip ties do not hold big, burly hunters. At all. Now I have more muscley warrior than I know what to do with pressing me up against the counter and claiming I’m his.