Showing results by narrator "Devra Woodward"

There are three things you need to know about Sandra Fielding: 1) She makes all her first dates cry, 2) She hasn't been kissed in over two years, and 3) She knows how to knit.

There are three things you need to know about Elizabeth Finney: 1) She suffers from severe sarcastic syndrome, especially when she's unnerved, 2) No one unnerves her like Nico Manganiello, and 3) She knows how to knit.

I'd always been different. I saw objects in the night where others saw emptiness. Large, human-shaped shadows, fierce yet beautiful, melting into the darkness. I collected secrets like other women collected bells, afraid to trust fully lest my oddities be exposed.

With a life goal of fitting in, Sasha hopes her strange abilities will finally make true friendship a possibility. Unfortunately, her magic doesn't function like everyone else's. What she thought would make her belong, sets her apart now more than ever.

They say you don't know what you've got until it's gone, but I knew long before the day I said goodbye to Ivy Prescott that I was never going to find another woman like her. Now, we're both six years older, and my sweet, innocent Ivy has become a sexy, irresistible woman. She wasn't ready for me then, but she's ready for me now. Ready to learn all the wicked, wonderful things I have to teach her.

Touring with four rockers is the thing of dreams - at least that is what people tell me. To me, those four rockers are my family. They have watched over me from the time I was five years old, protecting me from my mother and her drunken, drug-addicted rages. When they made it big, they still watched over me. And when my monster of a mother died, they took over as my guardians.

Let's get one thing straight - I'm not your usual bad boy billionaire. I'm actually a nice guy. A very nice guy who also enjoys turning a woman over my knee and spanking her ass until she begs for mercy - AKA a good, hard, hold-her-down-and-teach-her-who's-boss f--k. I'm a gentleman in the boardroom and a dominant in the bedroom. I've also been secretly in love with my sweet, sexy, too-innocent-for-her-own-good executive assistant, Jane, for the better part of two years.

A bet. Yes, I made a bet with my best friend - my now ex-best friend. It had been a stupid, heat-of-the-moment kind of thing. I'd just wanted to get her out of my system and move on. Instead I've lived to regret it ever since. I lost the girl I loved, a girl who possessed my very soul. Now I can't even get close to Natalie. She thinks all she ever meant to me was just the means to the end of a stupid, stupid game. For a bet!

I've been fighting my own demons for most of my life. The alcohol seems to numb the pain, but it never makes the nightmares go away. All I want in life is a little peace. When I met my angel, it felt like I found it, but there is so much standing between us. Why does she have to be so young?

The marines took me from a Tennessee farm as a boy and turned me into a hard man. Between the things I'd seen during my tour of duty and the things I'd done during my years as a member of OtherWorld, nothing could faze me - nothing except for her.

I had big dreams of how I wanted my life. Becoming a rock star was all I wanted. It would solve so many of my problems. With the money that I would make, I was going to take care of my mom - get her out of the hellhole we had been living in all my life. Having your dreams come true isn't something that many people get to accomplish in life. I did, and I loved it...for about a minute.

I thought I had everything I needed in life. More money than I would ever spend in my lifetime. A successful band that traveled all around the world. Girls throwing themselves at me on a daily basis. A kind of pseudo family in the Demon's Wings guys and Emmie. And then she fell into my life. The second my eyes landed on the blonde bombshell with her sassy mouth and those hot piercings and tats, I knew that I'd finally found someone I wanted for life.

Dante Malcolm is a man of refined tastes. He was once a part of Britain's Elite Intelligence Force, but there was a reason he'd never been able to capture Simon Locke, the notorious thief who always seemed to be one step ahead. That's because Dante and Simon were one and the same until Dante's double life eventually caught up with him, and now he belongs to the Gravediggers. Dante might belong to the Gravediggers in body, but his heart and soul will always belong to the next job.

Once upon a time, a girl loved a boy and he loved her back. They lived happily ever after. But our story was never that simple. I loved Josh with all I had, right until the day he left. Now, all these years later, he was back - and wanting me the way I'd always longed for him. Except now, I belonged to someone else. Someone who never left me the way Josh had. I figured that was the end of our story. I couldn't alter the past. I didn't want to rewrite my future.

Layla has had a hard life. On her own at a young age, always having to do what needed to be done just to survive. Now she has two other people depending on her, and she needs a job fast before they get evicted. A job interview introduces her to Jesse Thornton, the delicious drummer for Demon's Wings. He reminds her of all the mistakes of her past but is also her hope for the future.

After the nightmares of our childhoods, my guys and I have finally found the happiness we deserve. Shane is getting married; Drake and Jesse are going to be fathers; and I'm making my own career, with Nik's encouragement. It's taken a lifetime, but finally we have moved on.

I was the fun loving, easy going, different girl - okay, different girls every night - Demon. One look into a pair of violet eyes and all of that changed. She doesn't even realize how beautiful she is, and that makes me want her even more. Realizing that she is just as damaged as I am breaks my heart. Harper is a part of me, my other half. If only she would open her incredible eyes and see how I feel....

Miller Darling is one of the most popular romance novelists of her time. Not bad for a woman who doesn't believe in romance. She's as logical as they come, and she doesn't believe in happily ever afters. What she does believe in is family, so when her brother disappears, she doesn't think twice about packing her bag and her laptop and heading out to find him.

Clara is fearful as she is bound to a stake by the soldiers of her city, and carried to the mountain top to serve as a sacrifice to the dragon. Trepidation tears at her soul, as she stares at the cave in front of her and awaits her fate. When the dragon emerges, a large, winged beast made of muscle and scales, she's confused when it doesn't eat her right away. She is also surprised that she can communicate with it, to a limited extent. Clara is able to understand that the creature wants something from her, but what?

The Gravediggers aren't exactly what they seem. They're the most elite of the world's fighting forces - and all they have in common is that they've been betrayed by the countries they've died for. Because they are dead. To their countries, their militaries, and their families.