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

Being entered into the Rising Queen Trial is equivalent to death. If I win, I’ll marry my enemy. If I lose, I’ll marry another fae of the king’s choosing. Either way, my freedom is lost unless I find a way to escape. Intent on fleeing, I train my new affinities and learn what’s needed to survive while pretending to vie for the throne. With my sister at my side, I know we’ll find a way to prevent my enslavement to the Court of Winter.

There were three things I was certain about. I would never commit murder. I would never strike another bargain. I would never spurn the man I loved to marry the man I loathed. But I murdered, I bargained, and then… I married.

With every ounce of strength, I fight to free myself from this suffocating sleep while Kalyll, consumed by a fierce determination, searches tirelessly through the realm. His sole mission: to exact revenge upon those responsible for bringing me to the edge of death. No one shall escape his wrath, for everyone in his path will suffer the consequences. Yet, the fate of his kingdom teeters precariously as his treacherous brother, Cardian, schemes to plunge the realm into all-out war.

After I saved his life and kingdom, Kalyll let me go, choosing duty over the passion that burned between us. Though his death was written in the stars, I found a dark, impossible way to pull him back, to anchor his soul to the world of the living. Still, that wasn't enough to win his heart. Now, the force that lives within him gives way to his darker nature, and for a second time, I'm kidnapped and made prisoner—this time in a high tower in the Seelie capital of Elyndell. With good and evil fighting within him, both his kingdom and heart stand at risk.

There is a curse on his blood, an ailment that, if revealed, could destroy his kingdom. The only one who can help him is me, a human with average healing abilities. It's what the Envoy told him, and her word is law. I'm his only hope. He sends his blue-blooded friends to kidnap me so I can join their quest to Mount Ruin, the only place where I can heal him. The path is terrifying, and the prince is lying, hiding things from me. To make matters worse, he isn't always nice. A Fae prince isn't supposed to lust for a human, especially when she's his prisoner.

Being a defective marks me in the eyes of the Solis Fae. Wingless. Magicless. Weak. To my kind, I’m nothing—not when strength is needed to survive the perpetual snow and ice that shrouds our northern continent in endless winter. But I’ve persevered, living a meaningful yet simple life with my sister...until the hated Crown Prince of the Winter Court thunders into our village. Prince Norivun’s massive black wings and potent magic cloud my senses and steal my breath. He’s beautiful yet brutal, so when he whisks me away and locks me in his castle I’m certain my death is tomorrow’s promise.

I was the pawn in a game that began before I was born. Secrets that drove a wedge between my family years ago are now the fuel that keeps me going. Decisions have become reckless. Trust is a fragile thing. Once it's broken, it's difficult to rebuild. While Rhys and our love for each other has remained my constant, lines have blurred. The truth is not black and white, light and dark, but somewhere in between.

We're tempted to play games, thinking they will give us more power–but that only works if we win. After spending the holidays with my guardian's family, it seems that everyone in the temple has the wrong idea. The Baron isn't my patron. He's not even a friend. In truth, I hate the man. But the rumor mill is strong, and jealousy is running rampant.

The Temple of Temptation is broken. The system is failing the priests who serve faithfully, but Zeal isn't missing. He's simply powerless—or was. As more priests believe in our god, the balance of power has been shifting. Temptation is thriving. Miracles are happening. The High Priest is struggling. In his attempts to control me, he's making it almost impossible to help the other gods. Something has to give, and I'm worried it might be me.

How do you screw up your life in three steps? Easy. Step one: Graduate from college with no prospective jobs lined up. Step two: Move back home with your parents because no job unfortunately equals no money. Step 3: Forget to social media stalk the guy who broke your heart before accepting a job in a town with a smaller population than a frat party on a Wednesday night.

Emmie is broken. Her friends have separated and Dr. Albright’s mysterious death has the psychic community reeling. But after investigating the doctor’s home in New Orleans, she faces a terrifying truth: the murderer can get to anyone. Determined to follow their only clue, Emmie and Jason are on their own, and their last hope for getting answers is a man they barely trust. After defying his cryptic warning, they’re confronted by an angel of death—and it sees them. It’s only a matter of time before it returns to finish them off.

I wasn’t the sort of girl who believed in fairy tales, let alone tales about Faeries. But that changed the day Faeries came to my small town and Hunters rose from their graves. On that fateful day, I received a book, a peculiar collection of myths and legends. Turns out, it was so much more than stories. And just as I was on the verge of unlocking its secrets, it was stolen from me by someone I called a friend.

I wasn't the type of girl who believed in fairytales, much less tales about faeries, but that changed the day the fae walked into my life. Staying away from my lakeside hometown was the plan, but Mom died suddenly. Dad said she suffered a stroke after she dug up one of the ancient Native American graves in our backyard. Creepy, I know. Creepier still, there was no corpse inside the old coffin, only fresh rose petals.

Till a mating link do us part. That was rule number 1 of the arrangement I struck up with my Alpha a few weeks after he arrived in Beaver Creek to solve a pack murder. Liam Kolane and I would have exclusive fun until my wolf clicked with its true mate or until I found a male keen on long-term, since Liam had zero interest in forever.

I might have my brother back, but Giovanni still runs free, and his alliance with the Grim Bastards is causing chaos in the streets of Black Creek. Now, more than ever, it is important for us to work as a team, but tensions are at an all-time high. I keep hoping that their love for me will be enough to make these four men get along, but I’m beginning to think love might not be enough.

I married the very man I’m supposed to hate. I still can’t believe it, but when I saw Luc beaten and bloody in that church, I knew there was no way out. I had to marry him. That doesn’t mean everything the Rejects and I have worked toward has been for nothing. If anything, it matters more now than ever. Once again, the Antonellis have incurred my wrath. They’ve stolen my brother, and I will do whatever it takes to rescue him from their clutches. The problem is, in order to achieve such a task, we all need to work together. All five of us. Me, Cain, Oliver, Dante, and Enzo.

My name is the only truth they didn't take from me. Betrayed by my family, my desperate need for answers puts me back on his radar. The one person who was never supposed to find me. Again. I was unprepared for the world I got thrust into—the connection we shared. The deeper I dug, the more unstable my future became. With Rhys as my anchor, I will fight to bring my past out of the dark.

Emmie's spring break just started. Her idyllic getaway by the ocean is everything she dreamed of. Solitude. Friends. Sunshine. A chance to get away from her psychic past. But things take a chilling turn when she’s confronted by the ghost of a murdered girl. As the restless spirit haunts her every step, Emmie soon realizes that delving into the past is attracting unwelcome attention. A mysterious presence stalks her, their intentions sinister and unknown. The darkness within Shine House is suffocating, and Emmie is holding the last candle for the family that was brutally slain there.

They call them the Court, an elite boys club who rule Windsor Preparatory Academy like gods among men. And, of course, they're led by Hercules himself. Royal Prinze—yes, that's actually his name—walks around both the school and the town like he owns them. His affiliation to the prestigious Court only gives him more clout. These boys do anything they want. They take anything they want, and they f--k anything they want...in that order. Then there's me.

It's been over two years, and I still have no clue why Rhys stopped talking to me. Suddenly, he pretended I didn't exist. He was cold, leaving the room every time I'd enter. Truths became nothing but lies I'd been told. My life was a web of secrets spun by everyone I trusted, including him. Until the night Rhys came clean. He wasn't who I was made to believe. And neither was I.