Mostrando resultados por narrador "Zachary Zaba" en Todas las categorías

They say I'm a monster. Cold. Unfeeling. A man born to rule with bloodstained hands. They're not wrong. I don't feel guilt when I kill—only euphoria. There's nothing like the rush of holding someone's life in my hands, knowing I control the exact moment it ends. Life is weak. Fragile. Death is the only truth. Then I met Remi Cain. Quiet. Obsessed with the beauty of death, just like me. The second I see him, I want him. Not just his body, but his darkness—the parts no one else sees. I want to own him, break him, bind him to me with blood.

Welcome back to Hobson Hills! Cain Benson should be happy with his life. He is a prominent lawyer, well respected in Atlanta's elite society. Several very admirable omegas line up to date him. Well, until they know him. Then they call him a cold workaholic. With the one man he is interested in already taken, Cain decides to move closer to his family in Hobson Hills. Away from an unrequited crush and the inexplicable loneliness he feels in a city full of people. Malcolm Reed is quite happy living the RV life and traveling all over the country.

For two years, I’ve lived the dream. Family, friends, career, and four beautiful, wonderful women sharing my life and my home. But life moves forward. My daughter Maddie is getting married, kicking into motion a range of issues we’d thought settled and dealt with. Meredith is starting to feel the baby lust, and that’s a big decision when I could be a grandfather soon. Ariella is fitting in better than I’d expected, but she’s still keeping secrets from us.

Richard Knotz is a legend in the world of supernatural adult entertainment, and he knows it. While most paranormal adult actors shy away from the temporary bonds needed to perform knotting scenes, he's made them his brand. Bonding a human could never threaten to tear his empire to the ground, no matter how tempting that human smells.

I've spent my college career editing adult videos, but never has one hit me as hard as seeing my girlfriend of sixteen months with the football team. Needless to say, I'm devastated. I need to hurt her like she's hurt me. My friends dub this mission Project: FU. A series of bad decisions lands me in bed with the worst one yet.

You know the guy everyone loves in a strictly platonic manner? The one that people think is nice and funny and smart, but not in a romantic way? That's me. What's worse, not even my formerly straight best friend and current roommate, who I've had a crush on for years, saw me as anything other than his buddy. I blame myself, sort of. If I'd just been brave enough to tell him how I felt, maybe I'd have been the one to help him realize he liked men. That's why I decided to be bold. To put myself out there if I was interested in someone.

Callum Walker kills people for a living. Although he doesn't get a say in who his boss puts on his list, he likes to hunt people who hurt children in his spare time. After a misunderstanding that leads Callum to believe Ryan Fairview—a local funeral director—is responsible for hurting one of the neighbourhood children, he finds his next target. However, Ryan isn't like other morticians. He can see dead people. So, when Callum breaks into Fairview Funerals ready to kill him, Ryan is shocked to find that his would-be murderer is haunted by all the people he's killed.

Anton is beyond frustrating. He was so sweet when we first met, and I’d thought we had a real connection. But then he had to ruin everything with his big mouth and jerky face. Ugh. I can’t get him out of my head. Even when I’m beyond angry at him, I still feel a pull to be near him. A pull I can’t seem to ignore. And when my entire world gets turned upside-down, I can’t help but reach for the ancient vampire and hope that together, we can conquer anything that’s thrown at us… anything that’s coming for us.

Finn's Solace is an MM paranormal romance featuring a basilisk afraid of his powers and haunted by the past, an earth mage who loves nourishing plants and people alike, and a skunk familiar expert at recon missions. Set in the magical small town of Mistvale, it features second chances, hurt/comfort, loving found—and extended—families, furry companions, and all the fluff.

We've all heard the tale of the Mate's Mark, and how we're destined to find our fated mate. One human, one monster foretold to be the cure to this cursed world, and to repair the damage that has been done. What was once the cause of curiosity and intrigue has turned into nothing more than a mockery. Decades have passed, and not a single pair of fated mates has been found. Until now. Until me.

Eric Baird made the decision to abandon modern conveniences and his prejudiced family for a simple island life. He has a small cabin and a lagoon all to himself and, though he's sometimes lonely, he's mostly relieved that he can finally be free. But one lazy afternoon swim takes a dangerous turn when a cramp has Eric struggling not to drown. Suddenly, someone saves him, and he's ever so grateful... until he sees who it is. Tyfodorus is a Cecaelia who has a rather human upper body and a definitely squid lower half.

I'm not a fan of Halloween. I think it just gives people an excuse to reveal the freakier sides of themselves. And to be real, all that mess can remain locked away. This year, though, my best friend has it in his head that I'm coming to this year's party with him. I don't like attending parties, much less Halloween parties. But to shut him up, I reluctantly agree. I'm not expecting to experience the best night of life there with not just one, but two men in a committed relationship with each other. And for them...one night isn't enough. They want more.

After a decade as a single dad, I thought I had life figured out. I put my broken heart on the shelf to raise my daughter Maddie, and watching her grow into a confident, successful woman has been reward enough. Still, life has a way of throwing curves at you–the kind of curves that will get any guy’s attention. When Maddie’s best friends Lexie and Olivia find themselves homeless after losing their apartment, there’s no question I’m going to offer them refuge. They were there for Maddie during our darkest hours, and it’s my turn to be there for them now.

Gabriel Alves is well aware of his status as a daddy. Still, his all-consuming career as an architect leaves no time for relationships. That is until he needs a fake date for a New Year's Eve bash. Enter Rory Quinn, a sassy college lecturer with a knack for disastrous dating and a house on the brink of condemnation. Their chance meeting leads to a mutually beneficial proposition. Gabe will help Rory save his inherited home from crumbling around him. In return, Rory will pretend to be Gabe's little for the night.

In another life, I’d loved Nikki. In another life, he’d betrayed me. Brought back by a corrupt company who deals in souls and reincarnation, I was promised a chance for revenge. I wasn’t born a psychopath, but death made me into one. Nikki made me into the monster I am. The problem is, the man they say is Nikki is… different. His name is London, and he’s pure light and softness. I want to peel away his layers to see if the boy I knew—the boy who broke me—is still somewhere inside.

There was a time when I thought my new stepbrother, Nathan Bailey, and I could be friends. Best friends, even. But then I walked past his room and hear his friends make fun of me. Instead of defending me, he laughs with them. And his clueless act when I give him the cold shoulder? That just seals the deal. I hate Nathan Bailey. The only thing that can be worse than being forced to drive to our family’s annual Christmas retreat with him is being caught in a snowstorm and trapped in a different cabin. Alone.

I get called out to a huge mansion with the biggest number of invading gnomes I’ve ever seen, and I’m not sure who to call to help. And I definitely need some help. So when Winter Montgomery just so happens to stop by, I know I have to ask him. I’ve been crushing on the handsome guy from afar for years, so now’s my chance to get close—and get some much needed support. As long as I don’t let him see just how much I hate gnomes—okay, I’m actually terrified of them, but he doesn’t need to know that… right?

The first time I saw Bennet Armstrong's baby blues staring up at me from underneath his helmet, stunned and confused that I'd tackled him, I was smitten. So, I tackled him again. And again. Whether he had the ball or not, I'd take him down, just so I could have his eyes on me. I thought we were connecting. He thought I was a poor sport. Needless to say, when we found ourselves on the same team years later, he was not a happy camper.

They call me Creep and they’re not wrong. I crawl under people’s beds to feel close to them. Tonight, my pick is a pretty blond twink with pink lips and blue eyes. My living fantasy. I meant to enjoy his company in secret, but I can’t just lie there and listen when his boyfriend gets violent. So I crawl out. And I kill the bastard. Now Angel’s a witness to my crime, so… I take him. I’ve never had a lover. Hell, I’ve never even kissed anyone. I’m twisted. Ugly. Unlovable. But now that I’ve tasted Angel, I can’t turn back. I need to make him mine.

The summer before my senior year of college was supposed to be simple: lose my virginity, avoid all unnecessary drama, and keep my mind focused on my future career far away from this small town. Easy enough. Too bad my newly emerged omega instincts have other plans and my first heat cycle hits me like a freight train with no brakes and zero respect for timing. What was supposed to be a one-time, anonymous hookup behind a glory hole has turned into a slick mess of heat haze, bad decisions, and way too much cuddling. Because the cocky, dirty-talking alpha on the other side of the wall?