Showing results by narrator "Mason Lloyd" in All Categories

Westley Worthington has found the love of his life in Cordelia Cross. She's even convinced the carefree billionaire to abandon his life of excess. His only problem is, ever since the injury that changed him forever, she's been pulling away, making excuses to avoid being alone with him. Determined not to let this one slip away, West vows to use his newfound abilities to be a force for good in Glacier City and win back the respect and admiration of the woman he loves.

Westley Worthington has it all. Piles of money, good looks, a head for business, and a seemingly limitless supply of women who want to please him. And that's just the way he likes it. Until a brush with death causes him to rethink his priorities and consider someone besides himself for the first time in his privileged life. Cordelia Cross has never had it easy. Her duty to her family has her working as an assistant to a man she hates just to pay her sister's medical bills.

When the oracle warns Prince Aeson that his future mate is in the human realm and is in great danger, he wastes no time going in search of her. Problem is he has no idea who he's looking for. He's never met her, and the oracle couldn't give him anything more than small clues as to who she is and where she might be.

Sachin, head advisor to the king of the Accipitridae realm, has been forced to put his trips to Earth on hold. He’s not been honest with himself or King Kabril about his need to visit the primitive planet. The king thinks him to be a womanizer, out to bed as many human females as possible. In truth, a woman he should have been able to woo with little to no effort - his mate - has found someone else to fill that void in her life. She wasn’t supposed to be on Earth. She wasn’t supposed to be human.

In a place where realms combine and portals open passages to the unknown, a prophecy speaks of fertility being restored to his people through the taking of King Kabril’s mate. The prophecy neglects to mention she lacks something vital to his kind - wings. Kabril, King of the Buteos Regalis has no interest in taking a human mate. His kind believes humans are dirty, vile creatures who rely on machines to lift them into the air. The last place he wants to go in search of his mate is Earth, but he’s left no choice.

Doctor Parker MacSweeny treats the folks of Prospect Springs. He's well respected, has a reputation as being a fine doctor and tends to anyone who crosses his threshold - even if they aren't in good standing with the law. He's lived an adventurous life, bedding lots of ladies, never thinking of settling down with just one. He's been content with his practice and going several towns over to take advantage of the brothels there. He doesn't like mixing business and pleasure.

I'm good at exactly two things: motocross racing and casual sex. Or I was good at the second one until I met Lucy Salcido. She's a reporter for MotoRacer magazine, and she's been "embedded" with my team ever since I came out of nowhere to lead the championship series this year. Having her around all the time has definitely put a crimp in my style. It's tough to pick up a new girl after every race when Lucy's there, watching me. Judging me. And it doesn't help that she's the girl I really want.

Colton Adler was one hundred percent off limits up until the night we shared together nearly two years ago. Both of us forged a deal between illicit touches and unrelenting kisses. A secret. A promise. A vow made to one another that we would never be anything more than the one night. Regardless of the feelings I still harbored for him, I understood Colton could never truly be mine. Since then, we've kept our secret buried deep, pretending as if it never happened at all. But now, after attending my brother's wedding, Colton was a flashing wave of hot and cold.

Do I have a sign on my back that says, ‘Love her and leave her’? Because that’s what it feels like these days. I thought I’d never see Justin again when he ghosted me after the best night of my life. But guess who shows up at the company Christmas party months later wanting to talk? I don’t think so Mr. Burns. Burn me once, shame on you. Burn me twice, shame on me. That’s sober Lucy talking. Drunk Lucy has a different idea—she asks him to stand in as my fake fiancé this Christmas.

From USA Today best-selling author Willow Winters comes an exclusive collection of sexy short stories with happily ever afters! This addictive collection has quick stories that can be listened to on their own and deliver all the desired feels of the romance genre.

"A Ranger, a pilot, and a doctor walk into a bar . . . " That was pretty much my life in Hawai'i until my two brothers got married. Now I'm the last man standing. Not a problem. With an eight-pack and a Bronze Star, I'm not exactly lacking company in my waterfront condo on Mauna Kea Beach. Toss in my M.D. and the mastery of female anatomy that comes with it, and I can make a woman beg for more. Unless she's Samantha. Samantha's got a life on the mainland that puts her off-limits.

Yep. Cocky? Arrogant? Player? That's generally the impression I like to give women. Outside of my eight-pack and medals for valor, when it comes to women’s expectations of me . . . I try to keep the bar low enough so that I can roll over it. Until Kaila comes along.

cAlthough Levi's hatred for me was no secret, I spent the entire school year fighting my feelings for him, counting down to the day of graduation. When that day finally came, I foolishly thought I'd seen the last of him. Until five years later, when he walked into the same newspaper I worked for. Only now, he was no longer a football star. He's the paper's newest reporter.

I'm a SEAL. Women toss sex at me like it's free candy in a Fourth of July parade. But I'm tired of hook-ups, short-term relationships, and mindless, hedonistic sexual encounters. No, wait. Scratch that last one. Point is, I want the kind of woman who will stick. Yeah, she'll drool at the sight of my standard-issue pecs and eight-pack, but she'll also put up with the baggage of Navy SEAL life.

I should be immune to a man like Dax. Tall, dark, and deadly . . . quite literally with that sexy Army Ranger scroll on his uniform. But I know firsthand the headache, the worry, the grief that can come with a Special Ops guy like him. And I'll have no part of it. Even after Dax starts living in the extra room in my house. Even when he greets me in the morning, showcasing those glorious pecs-of-perfection before I've even had my coffee. Even when I find out that the man behind that devilish grin is ten times as tempting as his flawless form.