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

As the reigning queen of the dirt bike racing circuit, my only goal is to win this next championship race. Except I’ve got a bit of a…reputation problem. While my fans love my tattooed bad-girl image, my fancy new sponsor hates it. After a recent media fiasco, I’m on the brink of losing everything. So I asked Rowan O’Callaghan to fake date me to rehab my image. We’ve known each other since I was just his favorite bartender, and he was the charming baseball god who swaggered into my bar to seduce every woman in sight. Not me, though. I always knew better. Until now.

When the cultivators came to Earth, they destroyed our entire civilization in a matter of hours. Armies fell, cities burned, and that was before the moon turned red and filled our world with monsters. Now, over a decade later, what's left of humanity slaves under the heels of our Qi-infused masters. The luckiest of us might even become one of them, they say—if we serve the Dynasty well enough and harness the power of Qi. But I want none of that. I'm sick of serving, and I want nothing to do with their world. Instead, I want them to pay for what they did to mine.

The stage is set. Twillo can now summon the cultivated power of a dragon, one that can take three distinct forms. But he has also unleashed a force so evil that it could very well ruin the Four Kingdoms if he doesn't act in time. Perhaps there are some relics he can uncover that will aid him along the way.

I was the Runaway Bride of Calico Cove—which, sure, wasn’t my finest moment, but now I desperately need someone to rescue me from my conniving family. My unlikely hero? Roy Barnes, the grumpiest fisherman in town who recently became the guardian of his orphaned baby niece. We are a match made in marriage-of-convenience heaven: he protects me from my furious father, and I help him with baby Nora. Perfect, right? Wrong. Because our fake marriage isn’t about love—it can’t be about love. Those are the ground rules. Except everyone knows rules are meant to be broken.

The War of the Gods has stalled while both sides recover, borders have been established, and a form of uneasy peace descends on the Imperial Territory of Dravith . . . It should be a time of consolidation, of rest and giving the survivors the chance to rearm and train. But life rarely goes as Jax expects. New and old enemies are on the horizon, the land itself is disturbed, and worst of all, the Gods are not all he believed they are.

Jedidiah Stephens came to the Colorado Rockies for one reason: to uncover the truth behind the fire that killed her family. She’s been chasing down clues, and everything has led her to an isolated campground. Her plan is to get a job there so she can investigate who comes and goes. Getting involved with her boss, Memphis Osborn, the ruggedly handsome groundskeeper, is definitely not part of the plan. When Jedidiah arrives on the scene, Memphis just knows she's up to something. He can see the desperation in her eyes and warily agrees to hire her.

Former US Marshal Mason Ashford left manhunts, murder, and kidnappings behind. An early morning phone call from his past plunges him into an underworld even he can’t imagine. Paired up with a suspended cop fighting her own demons, Mason uncovers a violent world of gangs, human trafficking, and drug-fueled cults. When another girl with ties to Mason turns up dead, he finds himself on the run from the police.

Princess Aubrey of Malquar has loved Grady Basset since they were kids. She followed him and her brother around wherever they went; she wrote his name in her diary repeatedly; and she even practiced saying her name with his last name—for years. There's only one problem. Grady has never shown any romantic interest in her. As the son of the king's secretary, Grady grew up playing with the royal children. His best friend is Prince Alistair, the second in line for the throne. While he's drawn to Princess Bree, he knows that there's no way they can be together. Bree's station is too far above his.

Nimon, The God of Death, has named Jax and all who follow him "Apostate" decreeing their death and has dispatched his Dark Legion, the Imperial Legion's antithesis, to see the job done once and for all. Hundreds march on the Great Tower, the seat of Jax's power and home to his resurgent Empire. Unbeknownst to Nimon, Jax and the vast majority of his people are far out to sea, aboard ships that are only partially operational, and the enemy's forces are drawing closer to his home by the hour.