Showing results by narrator "Cassandra Medcalf" in All Categories

Three sinfully delicious single-dad billionaires. One fake marriage. I spend my days in the icy cold Alps, taking care of their babies. And they tip me generously at night, like only they can.

“What’s yours is mine…” Those are the words I spit like poison at Nico, Killian, and Atlas as we stood in front of their burning clubhouse. They’re the same words he said to me after Silas dropped the bombshell none of us saw coming: that I’m valuable somehow. I have no idea what Silas was talking about, but it doesn’t matter. My husband and the two dark-souled bikers I was starting to fall for have vowed that I’m going to pay for what I took from them—in blood, if it comes to that.

Fight, win, advance my alpha's agenda, and keep my family safe. Simple. Until my little sister is taken, and everything around me comes crashing down. Betrayed by the pack I swore fealty to, I cut ties and started hunting for Harlow on my own. Little did I know that my search would put me on a collision course with everything I'd been running from. I've been hiding for years, protecting my secrets and my family at all costs while lurking in the shadows where it's safe. Now, I'm stuck with a group of shifter knights in shining armor who think they can help me.

When I had a foursome with my father's best friends, the last thing I expected for the holidays was to fall in love… with all three men.

The Princes of Carnage were my enemies once. But from the ashes of the lies and betrayal between us, something else grew. Something that has roots so deep they go all the way down to my soul. And now the dark figure who’s been toying with my life from the shadows is threatening to destroy that. But I won’t let him. I’ll get Atlas back in one piece. Even if I have to give up everything to do it.

Driven by money and hatred, Jessara is the greatest of the King’s royal assassins. An autistic elf born in the forests of Anwood, Jessara was trained from childhood to become the perfect weapon against the Compact of the elves. When it comes to a special capture or kill contract, she’s the obvious choice when the King needs a delicate touch.

Rafael Aguado hopes to calm the waters between him and Cat, but that's hard to do when she'd rather see him boil alive. Maybe the water elemental could cool her off with time, but he has romantic competition. Rafael lost Cat to a handsome earth elemental years ago, and he refuses to let his rival win again. Even if it means kissing the hell out of the magical man to throw him off balance.

The night I got pregnant, the rest of my life went to sh*t. First, I woke up alone, the jerk not even willing to stick around. Then, I got thrown in jail for a crime I didn't commit. Now, I've been "volunteered" as a tribute for the dragons. It was either that or spend my life in prison. Of course, I didn't actually get to choose. The Feds shipped me off against my protests. Which is where I come face to face with the man who knocked me up. The man who is actually a dragon.

I'm done being someone's second best. And I have the scars from my first marriage to prove it. Now that I'm stuck with a dragon shifter, it's going to take more than muscles as hard as a good D to convince me that they're serious. Of course, if it wasn't for my big mouth I wouldn't be in this situation to begin with. I was there when the ceasefire terms were presented by the dragons. They demanded eight women a year as tribute. My ex-husband, 'The General,' argued that we should never surrender. I said he was an idiot, and that we were losing.

I wasn't supposed to fall in love with the enemy who killed my family. We were at war. The dragons claimed we kidnapped their heir, and they wanted him back. They were winning. Our tanks and guns didn't stand a chance. Now they're willing to agree to a truce, but only if we provide them with mates. My company says I've been given the 'honor' of being a dragon's conquest, but in reality, the b*stards want to silence me for what I know.

As heir to one of the powerful dragon houses, my father expects my mate to be a "proper match" for my position. He's spent years parading those he approves past me. I hated them all. No woman was right for me—until our ruler tricked me into taking a human for a mate. My dragon has never been so alive. So obsessed. From the moment I laid my eyes on Chloe, I knew that I had to have her. To make her mine. Unfortunately, the most recent of my rejected "proper" mates is also the youngest daughter of a rival house.

It started with a girls’ trip. It ended with me in the arms of a monster. You’d think someone who’s been swimming in Lake Superior for over a decade would be safe going skinny dipping, right? Well, turns out, I can go a little overboard when I’m angry. And after my best friend and I get into a fight, I turn to the lake to let off some steam. I swam too far. Ended up stranded on a deserted island. And who should find me catching my breath on the beach but a hunky Viking warrior named Erik?

With a single bullet, my heart shattered. With a single bullet, the Jackals destroyed any chance at peace. Because it’s not just about the war between two gangs anymore. When Hugh came after the people I love, he made it personal. I don’t care if Gavin still hates me, and I don’t give a s--t if I’m disobeying his marching orders.

With vengeance burning like fire in my blood, I convinced myself it didn’t matter who I hurt, as long as I made the Black Roses pay for my dad’s death. But my father is alive. And now Gavin wants me dead. Trust is in short supply. A target has been painted on my back. My heart is a tangled mess. But I've never been one to roll over and give up, no matter how bleak things look.

Wren Xavier prizes loyalty above all else. So when someone murders her only friend in the world, the magical superspy swears she’ll bring the killer to justice. But her only lead is the megalomaniacal ambassador from the enchanted land of elves – who couldn’t possibly have committed the crime. Pursuing her quarry to his home country, the thirty-nine-year-old covert operative finds herself in over her head in a culture she doesn’t understand.

June's got a pretty easy job as the personal assistant to her twin brother, star of the number one nature show on TV. Then he's accused of murder. Which sucks. Networks tend to fire first and ask questions later. And June doesn't want to lose her cushy assistant job. Or, you know, see her twin end up in jail. When she stumbles onto a clue, she's forced to turn to the only person who can prove her brother's innocence: her arch nemesis. Just one problem. Somebody wants him dead.

She thought she had life figured out—until love rewrote the script. At 37, Abby insists she doesn't need a romance of her own. She's the cool aunt, the witty best friend, the self-sufficient Brooklyn single woman with a flexible writing career. But when her sister Laura decides to reconcile with her unreliable musician ex—taking Abby's beloved niece along—Abby discovers that her life is emptier than she imagined. Determined not to trail after her sister, Abby escapes to St. John's, Newfoundland, planning a short trip abroad while she waits for her sister's relationship to implode.

Pride and Prejudice meets the legends of King Arthur in this sapphic rivals-to-lovers, sweet romantic comedy packed with plenty of banter and tension. Obstinate and headstrong cosplayer Elaine Knight prided herself on two things; her quality cosplays and being a good judge of character. Gwendolyn Reid took both of those from her. They used to be best friends, until Gwen broke their best friend’s heart and skipped town. At least with Gwen out of the way, Lanie was a shoo-in to win the upcoming cosplay contest.

Twenty years ago, I stole something that could win the war between Heaven and Hell. Don't get me wrong, I'm no do-gooder. I wanted to rule everything with the King of Hell. However, I have serious qualms with killing eight billion people in order to get what I want. He didn't. Irreconcilable differences, right? So, I did what any witch would do. I faked my death and hid out in the Seattle suburbs, living as a mundane. Stay at home moms are practically invisible here!

Bound by poverty, I’m but an offering to the gods worshipped by the Frehja. Left astray at the hands of my greed-filled father, I’m a sacrificial pawn to the Ghryadiel, leaving me with one choice: death. A fickle hope lies in my desperate desire to rebel against fate. I don’t run from my demise like the gods expect—I embrace it. Four Ghryadiel Dragons band together to kidnap me from the brink of plunging catastrophe. An act of rebellion against their forefathers. Little do I know, our psychotic tendencies are what bond us as my act of defiance lays the mark of sin upon my clammy flesh.